Holy Marriage
Gargling Milk
Alan was still sitting on the living room couch with a focused look at the laptop screen. Indeed his eyes were fixed on the laptop, but his mind floated somewhere until his gaze to the laptop looked empty. She recalled saying unpleasant words to Anna, she recalled saying that Anna was an untrue mother.
Alan bowed, his hands propping his forehead. His breathing sounded heavy. His eyes were closed too.
Back in her head Anna's pias face when the woman heard the bad words from Alan, a sad expression that immediately gushed to the surface of the beautiful face, as well as clear eyes that suddenly glazed. Alan opened his eyelids, then folded the laptop, leaning his back against the back of the sofa. Several times he took a deep breath. Her chest tightened every time she remembered Anna's sad face.
Alan decided to go upstairs. It was already one in the morning, Nana must have fallen asleep. Alan stopped when he was at the door. He sighed again, then paced back and forth. After feeling enough to arrange the mind, Alan reached out to touch the knob and opened the door.
The first sight of Alan was Anna's back, the woman sleeping on her back to the door. Alan came in, sat down on the side of the bed. His eyes fell on Anna's back, then turned to the woman's cheeks. Yes, only Anna's cheeks could be reached by Alan's eyes.
Alan stuck out his hand wanting to touch Anna's arm, but his movement was restrained and stopped in midair.
“Anna!” lirih Alan did not want to wake the woman, but her tongue spoke the name unconsciously.
Not wanting to betray his heart, Alan landed his palm on Anna's arm. The touch made the corner of his lips pull slightly. Then he brought his head closer to Anna's face.
The cup!
Anna kissed Anna. A few seconds Alan's lips fell on the woman's forehead. Something felt stinging in his heart as his lips came into contact with Anna's skin. Then Alan rewinded his face, staring intensely at Anna's face which only he could see right.
Alan spilled his body on Anna's side. “I Love you!” whisper while closing your eyes.
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Anna pulled up a chair and sat down. The dining table feels quiet without azzam. The boy was still fast asleep guarded by Arni when Anna checked into the next room. Anna decided to have her own breakfast.
“Sori, Rin's. I forgot to tell you that this morning I no longer have a taste for milk,” Anna said in a lazy tone. He remembered that the order to drink milk in the morning was Alan's rule. And somehow Alan became upset about it despite actually drinking milk for his good. Anyway Anna doesn't want to do anything Alan ordered. Unless the order was for Alan's benefit, perhaps Anna would work on it given she didn't want to be a disobedient wife.
“But I made the milk, Non. It's a shame that it was thrown away. Who will drink breast-feeding milk?” Rina stared pityingly at the large glass filled with milk.
Anna pushed the glass and kept it away from her position. “I didn't like milk from the start. Yes already, once this is okay you throw away. Next time don't make milk again.”
“Happy, Non. But yes, it is.” Lina pulled the glass and lifted it.
“Where are you taking it?” Alan's voice that had just popped into the room made a direct look at Alan. Except for Anna, the woman did not want to move her head to turn her head. He already knew who was coming, so he did not want to look over.
“I want to throw away. You do not want to drink milk, Tuan” replied Rina.
Alan pulled a chair by Anna's side, he sat there. He did not look back at Anna. Then he firmly said, “Put the glass back to the table!”
Rina was confused, her beads alternately glanced at Anna and Alan's faces. Which order should he obey?
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