It Turns out There's Love
77 - SHED HIS HEAD

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Fariz's eyes glanced as he squinted a sly grin at the girl beside him whose mouth was unceasingly nagging. The man found it funny to see Zafira's mother-like behavior scolding her child.

"Feel my wife. It's retaliation. You ignored me first. It's not sweet for me to ask me to sleep in bed. You just went to sleep, leaving me without a word, "inner Fariz smiled inwardly.

Zafira kept trying to help her husband stand up. And with great difficulty and a slight gasp of breath, he finally managed to lift the tall body of the man. While continuing to hold Fariz's hand on her shoulder, the girl slowly led Fariz to the bed.

"So what were you doing in the bathroom?," Zafira asked curiously after arriving at the bed.

His hands straightened Fariz's feet one by one, then very carefully lifted him up on the bed.

"Discover water" Fariz told a lie.

It's okay to lie for the good. As long as it is not lying because of betrayal and infidelity in marriage, then the lie can still be forgiven. That was Fariz's thought.

"Having known that your feet are still swollen, you should be more careful when walking in the bathroom. I'm worried about your injuries" Zafira said honestly, sitting on the side of the bed at the end of her husband's legs. Stare fixedly at the handsome face that sits with both legs straight forward.

Actually Zafira became pityed and felt guilty seeing Fariz's current state. The man was injured and hit by the frame because of him. Just try, if he didn't ask the husband for help to lower the frame, Fariz wouldn't have been hurt like this.

Hearing the anxious words spoken back from Zafira's lips, a smile returned on the black-browed man's lips. In just one day, he had managed to trick his wife several times. And in just one day as well, he already knew how much anxiety the girl had towards him.

"Yes, tomorrow I will be more careful again" Fariz said.

"Now it still hurts?," Zafira attentively rubbed the rim of Fariz's instep that was not exposed to the ointment while blowing it repeatedly.

"Yes still," the man replied, lying again.

In one day how many lies have been created by the man to get the attention of his wife. But there are still exceptions. He lied to get the love of his wife, not to hurt or hurt her. So, whatever lies he's doing today, he can still be forgiven for the sake of love.

The feeling of happiness flowed so profusely in the soul that the man received attention for the sake of attention, touch after touch that Zafira gave him. Although all of that is obtained by lying a little to his wife but it does not reduce the happiness that continues to grow in the niche of the heart. Do not let his intention that only pretending to be sick will be a boomerang for him. Intentions only pretend to be sick to get the attention of the wife, finally a real illness. Don't let that happen.

"So how? Let's just call the doctor?" the face of the wife still describes anxiety.

"No. No need," said the man quickly. He does not want the doctor to come to the room and interfere with his friendship with Zafira.

Fariz still wants to enjoy the first days of living in a house with Zafira as a husband and wife. The thing that he had been waiting for and dreaming could finally be realized. But there are two things that have not yet been realized. First, there has been no revelation of love from Zafira's mouth that she loves him too. Second, Zafira was not ready to give an inner living to himself. Regarding the issue of birth, Zafira has fulfilled his duty very well and wholeheartedly. But Fariz had not felt complete happiness before getting these two things. And the impatience in his heart grew more and more mountainous waiting for that moment to arrive.

The man never lost hope of waiting for the expression of love from Zafira's lips and the gift of his wife's inner rights. He would have taken his right if Zafira had indeed willingly surrendered to him, without being forced let alone deprived. He would never commit the deprivation of that right. It didn't matter that he waited a long time, as long as Zafira gave it to him by heart not by force.

"But what if the pain doesn't go away?" the wife still stroked the bruised edges while continuing to blow them away to relieve Fariz's pain.

"Yes just bruises. But fearing a fractured bone" said Zafira, still worried.

"Hopefully not," said Fariz, calming his anxious wife.

Seeing the worry on Zafira's face made the man's heart feel guilty for lying to him. Actually he did not mean to lie to Zafira but there was no other way, because as a man who loved his woman, he had to have the effort to attract attention and melt his wife's stone heart.

"I'm sorry, honey. I didn't mean to lie to you" he whispered inwardly in guilt.

"All right then. Now go to sleep so that your feet can be rested quickly. Do not move much so as not to get swollen," Zafira put a pillow at the end of the bed and patted him, telling the husband to go to sleep immediately, but the man did not lay down his body.

Fariz was still sitting watching Zafira's movements that had been inching down from the side of the bed. Walk around the bed and then get on top of it. Zafira did not lie down. The girl was still sitting around fixing the negligee before covering her body with a blanket.

Fariz's eyes, which had not been able to see Zafira, suddenly glanced at the two blankets near them. A big question mark appeared in his head.

"Why are there two blankets?," Fariz asked staring puzzledly at the girl sitting next to him.

"One for me. The one's for you" Zafira replied.

"Why should there be different blankets? One blanket is enough for both of us" the man protested. He objected to Zafira's desire to distinguish their blankets.

And even worse, with full confidence, Fariz revealed his heart's intention of wanting a blanket with Zafira. Without thinking first, is his wife ready to be in a blanket with him? Men are everywhere the same, their veins sometimes do not work.

"You forgot my terms this morning? You can sleep one bed with me but don't get too attached let alone do things that are too intimate. A true man never breaks a promise he has agreed. You understand what I mean?" explained Zafira, recalling the agreement he had agreed to earlier this morning at the breakfast table.

Fariz immediately remembered. Yes, it is true what Zafira said. Just this morning the girl agreed to her request to sleep one bed but on one condition, should not be too attached and should keep their distance.

"Yes I remember. I also understand your point. But if I may, can't the deal be changed?," the man tried to negotiate, who knew the wife could change her mind.

"Changed how do you mean?," the girl sitting beside Fariz glued her gaze towards the man wearing the old grey pajamas.

"His blanket is one," Fariz told her honestly what her heart wanted without the slightest embarrassment.

"IIiiihh.., can't! It's good to carelessly change the deal!," Zafira reached out clamping Fariz's arm with her thumb and forefinger with a fairly hard clasp.

"Sduuuh," Fariz complained of rubbing the pungent Zafira pinch marks.

"Your pinch is indeed amazingly painful. I've always wondered, your hands are delicate, but when you pinch, why do you get this sick?" ringis Fariz was astonished by Zafira's finger. It looks flickering and small but when pinching never mess around. Really sick. During this time, Fariz had already felt the girl's pinch several times and she would always grimace, every time the finger came to the skin of her body.

"That's why don't you dare play games with me. Moreover, dare to change the deal!," he stuck out his tongue and smiled heatedly husband.

Fariz looked annoyed but still couldn't help but feel anxious at the girl beside him. Had Zafira allowed him to touch her, he would not have wasted a second. He would hug, kiss and even do more than that. But he still holds all the feelings and desires in the heart. Holding him until the end of time the wife will surrender sincerely all her own to him.

Fariz still has extensive patience to resist all the feelings and desires that are increasingly burning in the heart. He was very confident that one day Zafira would be able to feel the sincere love she gave him and would open the door of his heart wide to allow Fariz to enter and reign in his heart. Fariz was sure of that. Patience is the key to everything.

"Sleep. Hopefully tomorrow your legs will be better" the girl told her husband.

The beautiful girl wagged slowly and tidied her long hair to make it lighter when taken to sleep. Then Zafira picked up the blanket, ready for bed. Just as she was about to put both of her legs in a blanket, with a new knee border attached, suddenly the husband had already done something unexpected that Zafira had never thought of before.

"Brruuukk,"

In a matter of seconds Fariz had laid his head on his wife's thigh. Zafira. Deflect both eyes. His hand was restrained to continue to cover his body.

"Lickness"

Zafira's throat immediately felt dry.

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