WRONG MARRIAGE

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Without feeling, Zalfa's tears dripped even though his eyes had been closed. Without Arkhan by his side, Zalfa could not sleep much. Waking up in the middle of the night. Even that night, even though it had only been three hours asleep, it felt like eight hours had passed. Zalfa wheezed every time he was awake, because time was slow to go.

Sometimes she wants something to snack on while awake, but no husband is willing for her. Even sometimes just to just want to drink warm tea, he had to go down and make it himself.

Tonight, Zalfa woke up again when the clock was pointing at the number one.

"Darling!"

That voice... Zalfa's vegetables heard the baritone voice calling him affection. Zalfa, who was lying on his side on the bed, immediately turned around. He turned his head and found Arkhan standing in the doorway.

Zalfa rubbed his eyes for reassurance. His view is not wrong.

Masyaa Allah.it really is Arkhan. Zalfa's heart was racing. Zalfa hugged Arkhan. He was not hallucinating, Arkhan's distinctive scent without perfume penetrated his breathing as he breathed in the air. O God, what miracle do you show?

How great is Your greatness, having returned Arkhan to the arms of Zalfa. Zalfa's tears flowed unexcusedly as her back felt a warm embrace of Arkhan's arm. Alhamdulillahot...

“Mrs Zalfa, open the door!”

The resolute cry made Zalfa flinch and instantly opened his eyes, waking from sleep.

“Astaghfirullah..” says. Just dreaming. But why does he feel like he smells Arkhan's body? The smell was even left in his breathing. Yes, he felt that special aroma.

A stern cry sourced from outside the room made Zalfa rush down from the bed, she grabbed the hijab and put it on. That voice sounds strange, who comes at night like this?

Zalfa opened the door. He was surprised to see several men in police uniforms standing in the doorway, Maria behind the police fathers.

“Goodnight Madam! Right you're Arkhan's wife, aren't you?” Ask one of the uniform firmly.

“Yes, right,” replied Zalfa with a heartbeat. The faces before him made him really nervous and guessing bad things.

“We're looking for Arkhan's whereabouts. He escaped from custody. Have you seen Arkhan?”

The deg! Zalfa's heart really wanted to explode. Escape? Zalfa shock

“Mistress, please your willingness to help the authorities. Please answer our question, is Arkhan here?”

“Allow us to search.”

“Please!” Zalfa stepped aside to give the police access.

Clattering footsteps entered the room, ransacking the entire room. Throughout the search, Zalfa somehow felt very anxious. Then they left after making sure there was no Arkhan there.

Mary and Zalfa exchanged glances. They did not talk to each other, but the eyes of the two seemed to have spoken, revealing what they both felt.

“I'm worried about Arkhan. Why isn't he cooperative? Why would he have to run away? Yes Allah...” Zalfa sighed heavily.

Maria was silent. He also seemed to be hit. “You're patient!” lirih Maria then sauntered away. But Zalfa could see Mary's cry through the middle-aged woman's hand that wiped away the tears.

Zalfa went back into the room and closed the door. His back is on the door. He closed his eyes while standing up.

“Mas Arkhan, where are you?” lirih Zalfa was still with his eyes closed.

“I'm here!”

Zalfa heard the familiar baritone voice, the voice he had always longed for. It sounded very close to Zalfa's ear. And again, Zalfa smelled the same scent as in his dream. The distinctive fragrance of Arkhan's body scent is devoid of perfume. Zalfa opened his eyes. His heart was truly like being struck by lightning seeing Arkhan standing tall before him. The man was wearing a white shirt and black pants, his hair was not neat, his face was also sweating. The nightstand lamp was not so clearly illuminating the face.

Zalfa almost screamed hysterically seeing Arkhan already standing there, but his almost screaming mouth was immediately silenced by Arkhan's lips.

SERIATE

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