It Turns out There's Love
84 - GETTING NAUGHTY

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The next morning, at 05:00.

Zafira awoke from sleep. Today he woke up more days because last night his sleeping hours were seized to take care of Fariz who was feverish.

Slowly, the girl's eyelids moved and opened. And it seems their position is still the same as before. Fariz's head was still inside his chest. Her hands were still on her husband's head, while Fariz's left hand was still tightly wrapped around his waist. Zafira suddenly felt amused because he felt his chest touched Fariz's nose so that it ignited the warm air from the man's breath. Strange feeling. But Zafira enjoyed it a lot. For some reason, after living with one house with Fariz, his feelings grew more fertile and his heart felt more comfortable being near the man.

Fariz seemed to be very tightly embracing Zafira's waist, as if he did not want to let go anymore. Zafira slowly held Fariz's hand, then removed it from his body. He pulled the pillow down and pulled the body down, aligning the head with the head of the husband.

The girl tilted face to face with the handsome man who looked still asleep. He immediately touched Fariz's forehead. Sure enough, the man's body temperature was no longer hot. It is true in health info that he often read on the internet or even watched on television, adequate sleep is one of the most effective remedies to speed healing in times of fever and restore stamina. The information is accurate, this morning Fariz fever has gone down with the help of drugs and adequate sleep.

"Good morning, Fariz" said the girl in front of her husband.

The girl deliberately said good morning because she wanted to fulfill the promise she made yesterday with Fariz, that every morning would always wake her husband up with that remark.

Hearing a voice that softly sniffed into the eardrum which certainly could not fool his sense of hearing, the handsome man immediately opened both eyelids. Squeeze his eyesight. Looking at the charming face in front of his nose.

"Hmm, good morning to my wife." the man's hoarse voice answered his wife's good morning.

"Alhamdulillah your heat has come down. I'm glad to see you've started to improve" Zafira smiled warmly.

The smile was like a masterpiece painting created naturally from the figure of a Zafira.

"That's because of you. If you don't take care of me and aren't willing to hold me until I fall asleep, maybe this morning my pain will get worse" said the handsome man looking closely at the girl in front of him.

The girl smiled as she grabbed the blanket that covered the bodies of the two to open wide. He lifts the body. Slightly inching towards Fariz's feet. Her eyes examined the bruises on her husband's legs, rubbing them gently.

"Your feet are better? It doesn't hurt anymore?" he asked Fariz as a doctor asked his patient.

"Alhamdulillah no," said the man still at home lying down because in such a position he could easily stare at the face of the girl sitting at the tip of her foot.

The seed of love in her heart blossomed even more when she woke up from sleep. How not? Because the first figure he saw was Zafira, a beautiful girl who had been just a sleeping flower. But this morning, the figure was transformed into a beautiful wife who was present in the real world, who would always be in front of her, giving a good morning greeting when she opened her eyes in the morning.

"Will you lie down like this? Or do I need to bring a wheelchair?" quipped Zafira as she brushed her long hair with her fingers and placed some of the hair on the front, to cover her chest. Yes, the girl is not wearing a bra. Intentionally, her long hair was placed in front of the chest to cover from the wild view of the husband.

Fariz, who understood the contents in Zafira's head, immediately launched a temptation.

"Don't be covered like that. I'd rather see it if it's not covered in your hair, "the naughty grin is flung from the corner of the thick-browed man's lips.

"Fariizz.., what are you saying? These eyes of yours are wild!," Zafira glared as she pinched the man's arm, deliberately twisting it slightly

"Douh.., Let go," Fariz complained of enduring the pain in his arm.

"Eat him, your eyes are guarded. Just getting out of bed, already seeing something strange," Zafira let go of her pinch.

"It can't be! It's called stealing. Seeing without his owner's permission," forbid Zafira, while pulling strands by strands of her beautiful hair, restyling the location. Tidying up in front of the chest.

"When does the owner let me see her in person?" Fariz asked increasingly boldly with a look of eyes not being detached from the girl's face.

Zafira. His mouth opened wide. His eyes were staring intently at the man who was still lying down.

"Essum!," Zafira said.

"Say, when can I see it?" repeated Fariz.

"Later. Wait for the time!," said Zafira origin.

"Later? When later? I couldn't bear to see him" Fariz said so honestly, expressing his passion.

The girl came back. This time his eyes became more and more rounded, further sharpening his eyes on the man who put on a sinless face after saying the vulgar word.

"Iiihh pervert! For a long time I've been going crazy serving your increasingly ridiculous talk. Already, let's get up. We pray at dawn. This morning I was getting up a little afternoon because my eyes were sleepy, all night busy serving my sick patient," Zafira said, walking towards the table.

The man chuckled at Zafira's last sentence, saying that he was busy serving his patients.

"Drink this water," the girl sat down on the side of the bed, giving a glass of water filled with water that she had prepared before going to bed.

One more change happened in that man's life. Every morning, in addition to getting a good morning speech, he will also be presented with water by Zafira. Not only that, later after at the dinner table, he will also be prepared warm tea by his beautiful wife. He was very grateful to be able to marry Zafira. In addition to Fariz loving him very much, he also enjoyed the attention and service of Zafira, which for him was very kind and sincere.

"Where is your white water?" the man asked.

"Here," said Zafira, taking another glass of water.

"I'd like to drink from your ex,"

"You've got your own glass, just drink from your glass" Zafira said.

"don't want. Less favors," refused Fariz.

"From the beginning your habits have not changed. Always wanted to drink my drink. Not disgusted?," asked the confused girl.

"Not at all. Even your saliva I was able to swallow," Fariz increasingly launched attacks after attacks to seduce Zafira.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim Fariz's. It could be that you just woke up saying this bad, "Zafira shook her head while her heart became shudder at every appeal that came from her husband's lips. He felt, Fariz's desire was completely on the edge.

Fariz smiled happily at Zafira's face which looked flushed. Resist anger or resist embarrassment? Fariz could not tell the difference, which is clear he was very entertained every time he saw a tinge of funny faces that always appeared when Zafira was upset or pouted. That upset face, was a new toy and entertainment for Fariz.

The next minute, Zafira immediately drank the water in his glass. Fortunately, the glass was large so Zafira could still leave enough water in the glass.

"Here, as your request. Takeit. Don't waste it" Zafira thrust the water at the man who now had raised his body and changed his position to sit.

Not for half a minute, Fariz had finished the water in the glass without leaving a single drop.

"Eemm, how nice the water from your lips. Sweet. Moreover, it must be very sweet," the tail of Fariz's eyes glanced mischievously at Zafira's chest, which let her hair partially disperse in front of her chest.

Again and again Fariz deliberately launched sparks of desire to the wife. Perhaps that way, the desire of the wife who is currently still cold and stiff, will gradually be provoked and flared, which ends will hold him accountable to give touch and warmth. Fariz's mind is getting dirty every day. Especially after last night he felt the warmth of Zafira's chest and sipped the fragrant softness of the fragrant from behind his chest, making him unable to forget the fragrance from that chest. If only he had not made a deal with Zafira, it was possible that his hand had already touched the chest area of the beautiful girl. But he still tried to withstand all the burning turmoil, in order to avoid Zafira to become angry over his actions.

"Deg"

Zafira's blood rippled hot, hearing Fariz's words. Especially when the look of Fariz's eyes stared mischievously at his chest, reflexes made the girl more and more to flick her long strands of hair to the front of the chest.

Shots of horror flowed in his heart. If one day, he was ready to serve Fariz, what would Fariz do to his chest? It was a first for Zafira. The girl was only able to imagine and had never felt at all what sensation she would get when she had actually decided to give up all hers to the man.

"Iiii.., I'd like to take ablution'. Lazy to serve a conversation that is not weighty!," said Zafira ketus while waving deliberately his back hair in front of Fariz's face, then leave it.

With quick steps, Zafira put a used glass of water on the table, then walked to the bathroom which was still accompanied by a smile and a naughty look from her husband.

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