Holy Marriage
Much More Painful
Azzam was still in Anna's arms as the woman got out of the car and stepped into the house, following Alan in front.
Alan suddenly stopped when he had just opened the door. The man held his steps there.
“Mas Alan, hunt dong! This is me carrying Azzam, heavy. Kok, even later there,” protests Anna saw Alan who did not move a step. The man had just opened the next door and it was covered by Alan's large body. The next door was not opened yet.
Alan was silent.
“Yes for God's sake Alan, spout!” Anna pushed Alan's back with Azzam's body in her carry until the man was pushed forward.
Arni, the babay sitter whom Anna ordered to return home, was already home before her employer returned home. He immediately greeted Azzam and took the fat body from Anna's sling, then carried it to the room.
Anna turned her head towards Alan, the man was still standing at his original spot with his eyes closed and one hand holding onto the door handle tightly. A few droplets of sweat fell on Alan's temple.
Anna frowned in surprise looking at Alan. What the hell is going on with that guy?
“Mas Alan!” Anna approached Alan.
Alan did not answer. His forehead was frowning violently.
“Mas Alan, you why?”
Alan was silent. He again felt the pulse in his head so intense. It hurts, it hurts so much. It hurts a lot more than before. This was the greatest pain he had ever felt. Alan wanted to groan, yet he held back as hard as he could. Like from the beginning, she did not want to look sick in Anna's presence. If there were no Anna, she would have dropped her body on the floor and groaned as best she could.
After a long time Alan felt no pain in his head, now the pain was relapsing again.
“Mas Alan, why didn't you answer me? What's wrong with you?” Anna touched her husband's arm. Seeing Alan speechless at the door with his eyes closed and his forehead frowning, of course Anna felt an awkwardness.
Anna took a step back. Surprised by Alan's attitude. Again Alan was rude to him. Actually Anna was upset once every time she got this treatment from Alan. He wanted to circumcise Alan to the end. But his father said, being patient is better than anything. And this way, he better give up the situation. Circumcision for Alan is off. The principle of his life prefers to follow the teachings of parents so as not to stray, namely patience.
“I asked this nicely earlier, Mas Alan.” Anna was still staring intensely at Alan, watching every movement of the man's body.
“Already! Go there! Don't bother me!” Alan sauntered towards the sofa, threw his body on the sofa, lay down and closed his eyes.
Instead of leaving, Anna followed Alan to the sofa. He stood on the side of the sofa with his arms crossed over his chest, staring at Alan's closed face no matter his whereabouts.
“Mas Alan! You've been back like first again, don't let me know ya nyelenehnya, suddenly changed for no apparent reason,” chirped Anna.
Alan was silent. He continued to endure the pain in his head. He barely even heard what Anna said.
“Mas Alan!” Anna hits Alan's arm hard.
“Hm,” muttered Alan was still closed. How could he possibly respond to Anna, his head aches instead of playing. Only one was on his mind now, was he going to die?
“Mas, are you sick?” Anna bent her body to bring visibility closer to Alan's face. Alan's tightly furrowed forehead made him feel extremely curious. But where Alan may be sick, the man's body temperature is normal, the man also routinely checks health, has a personal doctor who is reliable in overcoming health, and always eats nutritious food.
Anna's breath slaps the skin on her cheek, making Alan realize that Anna is closing her face.
“Halah!” sergeant Alan threw his arm at Anna so firmly that it hit her shoulder.
Anna's body was pushed back and slumped on the floor due to Alan's powerful thrust. Alamak, bok*ngnya very sick as a result of being hit to the floor. Pain is not play. Alan was completely outrageous, his strange attitude was crumpled up again. May he be possessed, should he be read a letter of jasin?
TB