Binding, Binding Promise
Part (79)

One month, it went by quickly. Zain, who knew Yuna had locked herself away all night, started to look worried.

Yes, Zain is worried. Very worried until he could not take a sip of water. His mind wandered, he wanted to talk but Yuna had closed off access for him. To be honest, Yuna's anger began the day after she and Zain had united them. But bad, the man who owns the blue iris doesn't remember anything, Yuna feels as if she's a shameless woman for taking advantage when Zain isn't fully conscious. Should Yuna be blamed for the mistake that morning? The answer was of course not because Yuna had tried to prevent Zain, but the man had been blinded by his passion so that the beautiful morning happened with the permission of Yuna Dinata.

Eits, wait a minute! For Yuna it was not a mistake, for her it was love. Regardless of what their circumstances were like while doing so, everything had been doomed!

Tok.Tok.Tok

Zain knocked on the door of Yuna's room, his face reflecting how much fear in his heart. She was afraid that her woman was hurt, she was also afraid that her woman was suffering, obviously every single thing she did made Yuna sad. But how else, everything that had happened was out of his control.

"Honey, open the door." Zain spoke in a high tone of voice, he knocked on Yuna's room door as if it was her enemy.

"Yuna, open the door."

"It's an order."

"I'll count to three."

"If you still don't want to open it, I'll smash this door in a matter of three!" Zain said, he began to get upset. Don't ask me again how it is, the blue net starts to blush. Being ignored by Yuna after a long time made her ride apoplexy.

"I told you..." Zain's words were stuck in his throat as middle-aged ART approached him.

"Sir, madam said she didn't want to be disturbed. If you want to talk, you can meet him in the next fifteen minutes." Mention middle-aged ART with head down.

"You're just a maid in this house, how dare you talk to me! Even if I blow your head off, no one can fight me." Snapped Zain with a furious rage. The middle-aged woman should not have approached Zain, but how else, she was just an ART, if she did not deliver her mistress' message then she would feel guilty.

"Go from before me." Jerky Zain rough. In his heart, the middle-aged woman was crying bitterly. Despite that much sadness, he still respected Zain as his master.

Astagfirullahaladzim apos... Zain muttered in his heart while rubbing his face violently. Really, he felt a deep regret to the point of wanting to hide his face at the bottom of the ocean. After he could control his heart, Zain slowly walked towards Yuna Dinata's bed, he stroked the pillow that Yuna used to hold her head up, as if she was stroking Yuna's head. The thing he wants to do every night, unfortunately he can't do that.

Assalamu'alaikum Warahmatullah's.

Assalamu'alaikum Warahmatullah's.

Yuna turned to her right and left, indicating that her prayers were over. He raised his hand, praying wholeheartedly, wishing happiness to come to greet in his unhappy home life.

On the bed, Zain seemed calm waiting for Yuna to end her spiritual activities. As soon as the woman opened her face, with lightning-fast steps Zain immediately rushed into the arms of his wife. For a moment, Yuna forgot her anger. He stared, waiting for what words would come out of Zain's lips.

The warm embrace Zain gave managed to make Yuna shed tears. Are those the happy tears of a wife? Or tears of disappointment? Only Yuna herself knew her feelings.

"I won't ask why you did it." Yuna said as she stared at the door of her room lying on the floor. He looked at Zain with a sharp gaze, as if it was hinting at how much he wanted to pin the head of Zain De Lucca.

"You know, my heart almost jumped out. But, this time I'll forgive you."

"Now, say. Why are you making such a big mess?" Yuna asked, Zain who was asked back looked. He did not know where to start, but in the next second his anger flared up again, ignored by Yuna made him annoyed and frightened.

"I'm mad at you. So angry that I want to destroy everything in front of me." Zain's great-grandson without guilt.

Deg.

Hearing Zain's words, Yuna's chest seemed to narrow. He should have said those words, but he dared to go before him. Without saying a word, Yuna folded her hands in front of her chest, her gaze was extremely sharp, anyone who saw her would know that Yuna was currently angry. Hopefully, big fights do not occur in their relationship so that the love that already exists will not be lost in eating by anger that is only a moment.

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