Blind Husband's
The blind 75

Alula turned her head as soon as she heard Zyandru's moans. What Alula knows, every drunk man's speech is honesty, whether what Zyandru said is true.

"Are you really in love with me or with Princy, Zyandru?"

With great difficulty, Alula woke up her body. Just about to step up, Alula immediately fell down right then and there. The crying came back as soon as he felt pain all over his body.

Let alone to walk, move a little it feels very painful, his entire limbs as if crumpled dimly. Not wanting to give up, Alula got up again and limped towards the bathroom.

Alula closed her eyes as soon as her body had fully entered the bathtub. Soaking in warm water can slightly relieve the pain in his body.

As soon as Alula needed to soak, the woman came out with her wet hair and a bathrobe that covered her body.

Looking at Zyandru who was still closing his eyes, Alula who was eager to lay down her body, even feared that the incident had repeated itself.

Alula chose to step her foot out intending to go to the guest room, unfortunately it was not as easy as she imagined. Holding onto the wall, Alula walked slowly and took quite a long time until she actually reached one of the guest rooms.

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"Shh Argh! Alula, my head hurts"

Zyandru, who had not opened his eyes, called his wife's name, waiting for a gentle stroke on his head like he had every morning.

Zyandru suddenly widened his eyes as soon as he felt his stomach churn. The man jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom.

Ducking in front of the toilet, Zyandru only spewed out the remaining alcohol liquid overnight. Her stomach and throat were so hot and burning.

Staring at himself, Zyandru was so astonished when he realized he was completely innocent without a single thread covering his body. It's a shame she can't remember anything.

Feeling his body feel so sticky, Zyandru chose to take a bath. Standing in the shower, little bits of what happened last night started coming to Zyandru's head.

Finished with his bath, Zyandru came out with a white towel wrapped around his lower body. The wife's name never stopped coming out of Zyandru's mouth.

Turning to the dressing room, Zyandru was so surprised when he opened the closet that only had clothes. Opening up all the parts of the closet, Zyandru found some jewelry boxes that he gave to Alula. Not far away was a black suitcase.

His face instantly turned frantic as he recalled the entire incident last night. Coming out of the dressing room, Zyandru saw her clothes and the shapeless Alula dress strewn around their bed.

"ALULA, DON'T SCARE ME!"

Running out of the room in a hurry, Zyandru unceasingly called out Alula's name. With a plain top and wearing only shorts, Zyandru ran around the second floor.

Turning to the first floor, Zyandru met his servants who were busy in the kitchen and immediately asked if each of them had seen Alula.

"Sorry young master, we haven't seen a young lady since." Reply bi Asri represents the other two servants.

Hearing this, Zyandru thought that Alula might not go out of this mansion. Returning up the stairs, Zyandru tried to check the entire room on the second floor.

The face was so pale, his eyes were swollen, and the thin lips seemed to swell due to his actions.

Zyandru approached and could feel Alula's breathing sounding heavy. Zyandru's attention was distracted by the red marks that filled Alula's neck and upper chest area.

Recalling the events of last night, Zyandru could no longer hold back his tears. He was so rude when he sputtered Alula, even when Alula cried and screamed in pain, Zyandru still did not listen.

Strengthening his heart to look back at the woman who was the source of his happiness, Zyandru ventured to rub the hair that Alula had not completely dried.

"My dear... My love... Owner my heart. I'm sorry for inflicting so many wounds on you. My life would mean nothing without you present, my happiness is in you, I love you Alula Zayana. Go, pick up your happiness that I can never give you."

Zyandru lowered his head again helplessly to continue his words, while Alula slowly opened her eyes as she felt the hand on her head tremble.

"If farewell is the best way, then I'll let you go Alula. Although I know it hurts me a lot, but I'm willing if it's about your happiness."

The rubbing on his face made Zyandru's cry stop instantly, the index finger gently rubbing his face. Slowly, the tiny hand managed to wipe out the entire water on his face.

"You asked me to leave but you cried like this"

The cries and shouts that Alula let out last night, made her voice almost run out.

"If I told you not to go, would you obey Alula?"

Instead of answering, Alula instead gave a sweet smile that unfortunately made Zyandru sigh resignedly.

"We'll talk later, okay? I'm so sleepy, can I sleep?"

Zyandru who returned to tears was clapping quickly, the man pulled the blanket that had not covered Alula's body since. Letting his wife who looked so tired close her eyes.

Zyandru's eyeballs were seen moving to the right and left, the man instantly became shocked by his way of thinking. Zyandru got up then came out and soon returned with his cell phone.

Zyandru chose a sitting position on the floor, more precisely at the bedside. Zyandru was seen typing something on his phone screen, a few seconds later appeared several articles.

As Zyandru knows, Alula has regular menstrual cycles. Zyandru recalled the last time Alula menstruated. If it is linked to the article he is reading at this time, it means Alula is in fertile period.

"Oh my god"

Squeezing her slightly wet hair, Zyandru went back to looking for another article and found the right time to check for pregnancy was two weeks after a missed period.

Looking at Alula's face which was right beside her right, Zyandru did not know how to behave now.

If indeed Alula will get pregnant later, of course she is happy, but how Alula reacts, whether his wife will also be happy or refuse, they do so because of an incident.