It Turns out There's Love
80 - AS SOON AS THIS?

Zafira was still bowed to see the figure on his lap. The girl slowly pulled away and released her hand from Fariz's grasp which was still attached to her lips. He didn't want Fariz to wake up. He put Fariz's hand on the bed and looked back at the man. His hand moved caressing the cheek of the sleeping man. Fariz's skin was very smooth. Unlike most men, it is rough-skinned, unsightly to the touch. But the girl felt at home touching her husband's skin. Then his hands moved to feel Fariz's thick eyebrows alternately, from right to left. From left to right.

"It turns out your eyebrows are thick and black. Handsomest. I didn't think you were so handsome. Especially when sleeping like this," whispered the girl's heart in praise.

Occasionally Zafira seemed to smile to himself see a slick face on his lap while continuing to caress his face and rub his thick eyebrows.

After a long time of looking at Fariz, Zafira lowered Fariz's head from his thigh and carefully placed his head on the pillow. Take a blanket for Fariz that he has provided on the bed and cover the entire body of the man.

Right in the bruised part, the girl looked more cautious about putting a blanket on, afraid of hurting her husband's wounds. Apparently, Zafira was a good wife just like her mother. It was just that the seed of love for the husband had not fully bloomed in the heart of the girl. Just slow. And let the time that will be water to water the love to continue to grow and bloom. That love will be nurtured with each other every day.

"Good sleep stubborn man. The man who never stopped chasing me. Thank you for all the love you have fought for me. Don't get tired waiting for me," he said smilingly rubbing a glimpse of the husband's forehead.

Zafira immediately went into the other blanket and slept on Fariz's back. He didn't want to sleep face to face with Fariz. Afraid that the man would hug her back like their first night. Not scared, rather nervous. Actually, the fear has begun to diminish. Yesterday he told me to sleep separately for fear that Fariz was too attached to his body. But the feeling disappeared a little. Right now he wasn't too afraid of Fariz sticking to him, which felt just a nervous feeling. Especially if Fariz saw his nervousness, he would definitely be very embarrassed. That was why, rather than Fariz knowing the feelings that were beginning to grow in his heart, it was better for some time that he avoided the man.

Just two days of living one house with Fariz, already three times even more, Zafira felt nervous when she came into contact with the man. But tonight, that taste and that strange beat was getting louder in his heart. And he was unable to run away from it. Even though he ran as far as he could, the sense of it would continue to chase him endlessly. For him, Fariz was the only friend he loved so much and did not want to lose him. More precisely, the husband who began to love her. If the man stays away from her, then she has no idea what will happen to her life.

At 02:00 in the morning.

In the silence of the night, when all the inhabitants of the earth are asleep and dissolved in a beautiful dream. In one of the rooms, there was the ringing sound of a man.

Fariz suddenly woke up and opened her eyes. He felt pain and pain in his right leg in the bruise. He moved slightly to the left and to the right of the soles of the feet trying to relieve the pain.

That said, maybe this was the fruit that he had to pick up on some of the lies he had done to Zafira in the space of these two days. And the last lie he invented was to pretend to slip in the bathroom and trick his wife into hurting her leg from slipping. Tonight, the leg suddenly became real pain, the throbbing waking up his sleep.

Zafira, who was sleeping on her back to Fariz, woke up to hear a ringing beside her.

The girl turned her body. He opened his eyes repeatedly, seeing Fariz moving his legs.

"Why wake up?" Zafira immediately lifted up his body and sat down. Slightly edged closer to the man.

"My feet hurt. Feels sick. My head was also a bit dizzy," this time the man said honestly. No more lies he made up like a few hours ago.

"Sick?," repeated Zafira among drowsiness. Actually he's still very sleepy. But there was no way he could continue to sleep while Fariz was moaning in pain.

Zafira immediately opened Fariz's blanket to his feet. The girl's eyes noticed a bruise on Fariz's leg. The bruise doesn't swell. Still the same, even slightly deflated because before going to bed already smeared with bruising ointment. The girl's gaze pulled over the face of the man who was still lying down, who looked rather pale.

Zafira immediately touched Fariz's forehead, confirming the man's condition. His face instantly turned anxious as his hand felt the heat from the forehead.

"O Allah Fariz, your body is hot. You fever. Your leg is indeed no wound but this bruise makes pain inside. That's why your body gets hot. I'll call Rudy's doctor. This bruise must not be allowed," Zafira inched, intending to get out of bed to contact the family doctor.

"No need to call a doctor. You kept no pain medication?," hearing Fariz's words, Zafira reflexively held her body down from the bed, then turned to look confused at the man who was still lying.

"Fariz, your legs need to be treated. If left unchecked, fearing infection and so on," Zafira tried to persuade her husband to follow her advice.

"Fariz, you are so stubborn. The doctor will not amputate your leg. Mostly checking for bruises and giving you painkillers, "Zafira stays in his position to have Fariz's bruises checked on the doctor.

"I knew. But I feel like my legs can still heal without the help of a doctor. Just get me some pain medicine. The drug can also eliminate pain," the husband also remained in his stance.

"But I'm worried about seeing you get a fever like this. I'm afraid this bruise will get worse if left unchecked and not immediately see a doctor," Zafira rubbed Fariz's bruises to help relieve pain.

"No need to worry. My leg was only hit by a frame instead of a car tire," Fariz tried to relieve the anxiety in Zafira's heart.

Zafira sighed, throwing it heavy. He also tried to understand and give up.

"Well, this time I gave up. I will obey your wishes and give you medicine. But remember! If tomorrow your fever is still high, you should be treated by a doctor. Otherwise, I'd be really mad at you!," the girl threatened to start showing a serious attitude. Fariz annoyed him, was invited to seek treatment but the man persisted stubbornly.

"Yes, I will obey all your orders," the handsome man nodded in Zafira's reassurance.

The girl immediately got out of bed and walked out of the room.

Before long, he had appeared in front of the room door and closed the door again with a plate with a spoon in his hand and placed it on the table. He also took pain medication and Paracetamol in a P3K box in the corner of the room.

"Your head is still dizzy?" asked Zafira, sitting beside Fariz while observing her husband's slightly pale face.

"Still," the man answered again telling the truth, there were no more lies in his words. The man's position was still as it was, lying down wearing a blanket.

"Wakeup. Let me help you" said Zafira slightly bowed, helping Fariz to sit down.

Both of Zafira's hands were stuck behind Fariz's right and left shoulders. By expending enough energy, Zafira pulls up the heavy body of the man.

Actually Fariz can still lift his own body without the help of Zafira but because Zafira offers help, he does not want to refuse sustenance. Again and again, the man was still seizing the opportunity in narrowness. But he felt he was not taking advantage of the opportunity. It was not him who asked for help but Zafira who offered to help him.

"Deg"

The two simultaneously felt their hearts re-echo as Zafira lifted the body and managed to help Fariz sit down. Zafira's hands were still on her husband's shoulders. Their gaze met with a very close distance like a scene when they were about to kiss in Hollywood movies.

"Your body smells good" Fariz said, glaring at the girl in front of her nose. The man still had time to smell Zafira's body which is currently their position like two lovebirds who are hugging. Fariz's nose breathed long air, sucking up Zafira's scent.

I don't know what's on that guy's mind. He felt he could not resist the turmoil in his heart to immediately touch the beautiful girl in front of him, even though his legs were hurting. It was as if the pain had gone away upon seeing the lips of Ranum Zafira. Fariz's movements looked slow but were getting closer towards Zafira. The man's eyes were cupped to the beautiful, reddish-colored lips that were right in front of his eyes. The lips looked clenched but were very sexy in Fariz's eyes. Fariz slowly moved his lips closer to the girl's. The man's heart seemed to be burning, increasingly rustling hot.

Zafira's body suddenly shook and inflamed. His heart grew nervous as the thin lips drew closer to his. She had not expected, Fariz would kiss her so soon.

"O Allah Fariz.., What are you doing? You wanna kiss me? Why so fast? I'm not ready, Fariz. Can't you wait a little longer. Why don't you be so impatient..," complained Zafira with a body gesture looks very restless.

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