It Turns out There's Love
82 - PROMISE ME ONE THING

"You?." was the only word that the girl who was still sitting next to Fariz could say.

Zafira doesn't know what to say? His words seemed to blur with the dancing thoughts inside his head. His sentence was piled up by the thought of Fariz's request wanting to ask for a hug from him. How could he do that? He alone was not completely sure, had the love in his heart really grown towards Fariz or not?

"I know you'd mind doing that. But I was sick. Would you have the heart to let me not sleep until tomorrow morning?" asked Fariz with his eyes still closed.

Actually Fariz was very sleepy, probably due to the influence of the drug that was taken. But the drowsiness felt lost which made it difficult to sleep because it still wanted and waited for a touch from the wife.

"Iiiihh.., right I said. You are indeed the smartest to take a chance in narrowness. Never ceasing to look for ways to outwit me," Zafira scoffed with a sullen expression.

The girl became confused, having to fulfill Fariz's wish or not. He was increasingly anxious to face the behavior of Fariz who continuously made his heart race beat as if he wanted to crack.

"It's okay if you don't want to. I will not force. You can't force something if the person being asked feels compelled" Fariz said, looking disappointed and holding his hands above his head, still not opening his eyes.

The man did not show an angry attitude but his words seemed to make a coercion, which inevitably had to be obeyed Zafira.

Zafira, who had thrown her face away, moved her head, looking back at Fariz.

He can catch the veil of disappointment in the face of the man who supports the hand on the head. He felt sorry if he did not comply with Fariz's wishes. But if he obeyed, he could make sure his heart would act again. Nervousness will surely back shake his chest cavity. He did not want the man to hear his racing heartbeat. Fariz just holding and kissing his hands alone was enough to make his heart crash, swaying udder without direction. What if I was told to hug her? The man sometimes makes Zafira feel crazy and out of his mind to find a way to avoid it. There are things he does to get his wife's heart and love.

Zafira feels like an evil wife if she does not comply with the request of her husband, who is currently sick because of him. Fariz got hurt like this because of him. If it didn't help him lower the frame, Fariz's leg wouldn't have been hit by that big thing. Zafira felt even more guilty considering the events of a few hours ago, when the frame fell and fell on her husband's leg.

The girl's mind rolled. Fighting with questions, confusion, and guilt that pounded his head. That whole feeling bound the unrest that he himself did not know how to untie the bonds of unrest that were increasingly gripping his heart.

Zafira closed his eyes for a few seconds. Breathe out long breaths repeatedly. Slip it slowly. He tried to muster the strength and courage to fulfill Fariz's wish.

The girl inched closer towards Fariz who was still supporting her hands above her head.

"Alright, I will fulfill your wish," the girl's voice rang out as she swallowed the saliva.

All feelings are stirring, disturbing the serenity of his soul. Nervous, shy, confused, hesitant to be stirred into one. Now, she does not care about the feelings that continue to shake her heart, the most important thing now is that she must make Fariz fall asleep quickly so that tomorrow morning her husband quickly recovers as usual. If Fariz does not sleep until tomorrow morning, then the girl will definitely feel more guilty.

The man who was lying down became very surprised, immediately opened his eyes and put his hands away from the top of his head when he heard the sentence Zafira said. To the many times his heart became soaring into the blue sky. Love songs hum beautifully in the recesses imagining tonight being able to sleep in the arms of the girl he loved so much.

Fariz did not answer. His heart smiled happily even though his face did not show any response. Only his two eyes blinked countless times not letting go of the gaze of the beautiful girl sitting beside him.

"But there's a condition..," Zafira continued her sentence.

"What condition? Say it! Whatever the conditions I will fulfill," asked Fariz impatiently. His face looked excited, his drowsiness suddenly gone.

Zafira changed her sitting position, slightly facing the man. This time, Zafira wanted to have a serious talk with her husband. Given the two days of marriage, her husband's demand and desire is growing and difficult to resist for fear that the man will be offended, angry and hurt. It's time Zafira would spill over to the man all the wedge in his heart.

"Fariz, you know, our marriage isn't something that's easy for me to live with. My feelings for you all this time, it's a reel of affection for friends. To change that feeling is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand. But fate has brought me to be your wife. Inevitably I had to learn to adjust my current circumstances and change all my feelings towards you. From friend to husband. And you know, I need time to make that happen. I will continue to teach my heart to continue to build up my feelings for you," Zafira paused. This time Zafira showed seriousness in his talk.

Fariz silently listened intently to everything Zafira said. He did not want to miss a single word that came out from the lips of the girl.

"I know how much you feel about me. I even know, you've been waiting for me since we were kids. That's why I'm so grateful for all the feeling and loyalty you've given me. I will try to change my feelings for you and always try to give my best for you. And starting tonight, I've made up my mind. I'm not going to forbid you to sleep in one bed with me. But I asked, promise me one thing." the girl began to tell me little by little what was a stumbling block in her heart.

Back to the times Fariz's heart smiled. It was inconceivable how excited the man was right now. His desire to become a real husband, not just as a substitute bride, finally can be granted to sleep one mattress with Zafira like a husband and wife in general. And what makes the man more happy is Zafira's desire to change his feelings. From friend to husband. Something that has been his dream, will soon become reality.

"What promise? Tell me. I will definitely fulfill it, as long as you allow me to sleep in one bed with you," asked the man who was still stretching out his body. He could not wait for the continuation of Zafira's speech.

"Please don't do anything that makes me uncomfortable. And please don't do something I'm not ready to do. I know what you think and want now. Without you to explain, I understand and understand. But you should also know, I want to do it sincerely and wholeheartedly. I don't want to do it half-heartedly. Not just serving and not just carrying out the duties of a wife. I want us to do it on the basis of liking. Love equals love. Uncoercive. If I do it just to serve and please you, it means I feel forced and unselfish. I certainly wouldn't feel the real pleasure if I just did it half-heartedly without sincerity," somehow the courage in Zafira came to say all those words.

It was adult talk and a little vulgar. But the girl was very purposeful without embarrassment, so fluent in saying it. Perhaps it was because he had no other choice that forced him to tell the truth about everything that was in his heart. He felt he had no reason and no way to deal with Fariz's attitude which led him to do things he was not ready to do, making him inevitably has to express all the disturbing feelings and untruths that plague his mind. He had run out of ways and wits to avoid Fariz. Maybe by expressing all his heart, able to make the man understand and not too impose his will.

All of Zafira's remarks emphasized to Fariz not to force the will to immediately engage in bed relations. Without having to be elaborated in detail, the man can interpret the meaning of the wife's words.

Fariz remained silent. Digesting every word. Review every sentence that came out of the wife's mouth. His eyes fixed on Zafira's face that looked so serious.

"I promised in my heart to follow the advice of my mother who asked me to be a good wife for you. And I promised myself I would learn to repay all your feelings. Just waiting for time. I hope you can be patient" said the girl gave understanding to the husband.

This time no one could resist Fariz's smile that was already at the tip of his lips, so happy to hear every word that Zafira expressed. The man's smile rose at both corners of his lips as the girl spoke truthfully that she would reciprocate all her feelings. Without feeling ashamed, she smiled, showing Zafira that her heart was happy.

"Thank you my wife. You are a very good girl. It's not wrong that I want you to be my wife. And it's not wrong that I spent time waiting for you. I have received answers from all my prayers. I'm really very happy. Okay, I promise. I won't do anything that makes you uncomfortable. I understand what you mean and will not break this promise. I'll always be patient waiting until you're ready" said the handsome man still with a smile on his thin, reddish lips.

"Alright, I keep your promise," Zafira nodded, ending the private conference on the rectangular bed.

Zafira moved closer towards Fariz. Take his pillow and bring it close to Fariz's head. With a sense of hesitation and cautiousness, the girl put one by one her legs into the blanket that Fariz wore. Now that the girl's body had sunk, she went into a blanket with Fariz.

He braced himself not to let the tremors from inside his chest sound to Fariz's ears.

With an increasingly nervous feeling, the girl slumped down right next to her husband. His body was now almost firmly attached to the handsome man's body, only separated by about five centi meters.

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