Bound Error Gus Zayn
Tell the lord

In the middle of the night Alexa woke up as usual she was hungry again. Alexa glanced right next to him, Zayn was next to her burly hands that wrapped around Alexa's body deserves Alexa feel crowded since earlier.

Alexa slowly took off her husband's arms and began to come down from the mattress she slept on, whether since when Zayn moved to sleep by his side. Last time Alexa saw Zayn was cleaning their clothes into a plastic closet.

Before searching for food Alexa chooses to go to the bathroom to urinate first. In the corner of the bathroom Alexa can see a bucket of clothes, originally dirty clothes that have now been turned into clean clothes. Alexa is very sure that Zayn was the one who washed her clothes.

After fulfilling his wish Alexa returned to his room, not to say thank you but to ask to make something he was very hungry.

Alexa's gaze was glued in front of Zayn, Alexa stared slowly at Zayn's face with her eyes tightly closed. Tight eyelashes are also dense eyebrows make Zayn indeed increasingly look handsome. Alexa's hand stretched out to touch Zayn's jaw firmly in the growth of fine feathers. He was interested in lingering there, the face seemed calm in the dream cradle, there was not the slightest sign that described Zayn as a hot-tempered man. Zayn's emotions are explosive even with trivial things.

Not Alexa denied some time Zayn tried to show his good attitude. Zayn turned to attention and has been paying attention lately.

Alexa grabbed a burly hand that had already given her some money. The hand that meets all his needs, the hand that ensures he is safe from everything that wants to hurt him.

Alexa brings Zayn's wide palm closer to her mouth and Alexa kisses it. "Thank you."

"Sir Zayn, get up. Brother Zayn I'm so hungry, let's get up." Alexa shook Zayn's body many times until Zayn, who had just fallen asleep for some time, opened his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Zayn sat his body also stretched his body to stretch the muscles that felt stiff in his body.

"I'm hungry. Please make me food."

"Are you not angry with me?" Zayn instead asked that, tumben once if Alexa had not been angry, but usually the woman would not subside before she apologized and pleaded. But now Alexa asked him to make food.

"I'm still angry, just that I can't be selfish my baby needs nutrition? Didn't you tell myself that I had to keep a close eye on everything for my baby?"

"Let's make me some food." Alexa pulls Zayn's hand to wake up.

Zayn stood up and followed Alexa's steps toward the kitchen that was still empty, no stove or other equipment there. There were only a few loaves of bread and snacks that Zayn gave.

"I haven't been shopping. There are no stoves or other tools. Tomorrow I'll buy the other gear." Zayn sat in a chair and opened the milk box he bought and gave it to Alexa.

"Eat a snack or bread?" Zay offered some food that he had. But Aleca shook her head with long pursed lips.

Again Zayn breathed a tired breath. "Then what do you want to eat? Let me find him." Zayn grabbed the motorbike key on the table, yes Zayn did only bring a motorbike to move to a rented house in Alexa select, because the narrow alley did not allow Zayn to bring a car.

"don't know. Let me come along, I'll think on the street." said Alexa who swiftly wore her instant hijab.

"Alexa I use a motorbike not a car."

"I know, your bike's parked on the porch, right?"

"Alexa, it's too dangerous to go with the bike. You just have to say what I want to eat to look for it."

"I want to come!"

Alexa's desire is like the word of her majesty.

"alright. Just a minute here!" Zayn enters the room first to pick up Alexa's jacket. Fortunately, he took her.