YUMNA AZZURA'S

73. Sweet Lips!

Haidar chuckled softly. He then closed Yumna's clothes and opened his eyes.

"Easy?" ask Haidar. Yumna.

"Lumayan!"

"Yes, I went outside first" said Haidar then quickly went out of there.

Yumna stared at Haidar's departure, it felt strange when the man wasn't around. He laid himself down and covered his body with a blanket.

Yumna woke up as Haidar shook her shoulder. Apparently he fell asleep after taking the medicine.

"Wake up, eat first. I made some porridge!" Haidar. Yumna turned towards Haidar's hand. The man carried a bowl of porridge in his hand, scented.

Yumna got up and sat down, her blanket just falling into her lap.

"Sorry I overslept!" yumna received the porridge from Haidar's hand. The smell of fried onion smelled instantly under his nose. Especially if he is hungry.

"Make it yourself?" ask Yumna.

"Yes that. This afternoon where there's a porridgeman?" tanya Haidar who only knows that porridge sellers only sell in the morning and in the afternoon. "The cave made!" he was proud, patting his chest.

"Who says there are no porridge makers during the day? It's in front of the alley!" show Yumna. Instantly the pride in Haidar's heart as in throwing away just like that.

Intention wants to be praised even the ending is like this! You can't talk about that either. Pretend there's no cake. You insensitive girl!

(Who is not sensitive Haidar?) author 😒😒

The man scowled, but Yumna did not care, she stirred the porridge with her spoon and began to enjoy a mouthful for a bite. Haidar sat next to Yumna, smiling as he saw Yumna eating voraciously, but overheating. Yumna opened her mouth, as soon as thin smoke came out from inside. He fanned his mouth with a flick of his hand.

Haidar snatched the bowl from Yumna's hand, made Yumna gawk, saw the bowl had changed hands, "Can't eat slowly! Is your tongue not hot?!"

Yumna was still gawking with Haidar's treatment.

"Open his mouth!" tell Haidar. Yumna.

"Let me eat alone!" Haidar kept his spoon and bowl out of Yumna's reach.

"Gue bribe! Elo may starve, but eat elegant little dong!"

"No need, Haidar! I´m... "

"Diem! Eat up!" I don't know why Yumna just complied when Haidar fed her. He never thought, usually arguing Haidar until his head was hot, but why did he just obey this time?!

Haidar fed Yumna slowly, until the porridge in his bowl was gone.

"Well, if you eat it slowly, it's beautiful! Not kayak kayak tk!" then Haidar's hand lifted, he rubbed the remaining porridge on the corner of Yumna's lips. Yumna was fixated on Haidar's treatment. Unsuspectedly. He was silent, hard to move. His breathing seemed claustrophobic because of the awkwardness that afflicted him.

What is this Haidar lakin for? Don't be that good as I am Haidar. Don't make me more confused! inner Yumna.

Haidar got up from his seat carrying an empty bowl in his hand.

"You want to add more? It's still in the kitchen!" ask Haidar.

Yumna shook her head slowly. He was still arranging and feeling his irregular heartbeat.

Haidar went out of Yumna's room, he walked towards the kitchen. In front of the sink, Haidar fell silent. He kept an empty bowl in his hand, then stared at his thumb as it wiped Yumna's lips. Out of nowhere, he pulled his thumb towards his mouth and felt it. Feeling the marks from Yumna's lips that are now attached to her lips.

Sweetie!