It Turns out There's Love
85 - SING YOUR HEART

Three days Zafira and Fariz spent at Laras's house.

Today they plan to stay at Tina's mom's house. Because the distance between the two houses is not far. It only took a few minutes, so the newlyweds agreed to take turns staying at Fariz's parents' house.

How happy Mama Tina and papa Rico saw the arrival of his favorite son and daughter-in-law.

As usual, every time to Tina's mother's house, Zafira always kissed her hands, cheeks and hugged her mother's best friend.

Just as seen today, without hesitation Zafira immediately kissed and hugged the friend of the mother who has now become her mother-in-law.

"Assalamu'alaikum aunt. How is aunt?," said Zafira saluted.

"Wa'alaikumsalam darling. Alhamdulillah good. But something strange..," said Tina took off a hug.

"What's a strange aunt?," Zafira lowered her head observing her entire limbs. Starting from hands, stomach to feet. The girl did not find a single strangeness of her.

"Why do you still use aunt calls? Aunty is now your mother-in-law and has become your own mother. So your call must be changed to mama, too" mama Tina's pinta explained to her beautiful daughter-in-law.

"Ooh, yes, hehe, hehe," Zafira gave a clumsy laugh, stroking her own hair while glancing at her husband who was standing at the side, who glimpsed just shrugging. Zafira felt bad for her in-laws.

"alright, mama. From today Zafira will not call aunty again," he said still with a stiff laugh that makes Fariz to be laughing at the clumsiness of the body gesture of the wife.

"Well, that's right" Tina's mom smiled lovingly.

Mama Tina looked at her son and daughter-in-law in turn with eyes radiating happiness. Fariz is finally able to realize his dream, living with the much loved girl he has been waiting for almost his entire life. That made Mama Tina feel very happy, never stopped thanking God for giving a very great happiness to the son.

After three days at Tina's mother's house, the two brides were ready to go home.

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Unfeelably, ten days have passed. The courtship period after marriage between Zafira and Fariz has shown excellent development. The two got closer and began to be more daring to touch each other. Although only small touches such as holding hands when going to sleep. Stroking each other's hair and even cheeks while being on the bed. But for a kiss has not yet materialized. Fariz was still afraid to do so. Fear of breaking his promise to his wife.

For ten days Zafira and Fariz slept in the same bed. Both of them still have not done anything. Fariz was still patiently waiting for the ready word of the wife, while Zafira continued to cultivate the heart to grow the seed of love for the husband. Although the two have not done the thing that a married couple should have done, but at least they have been much more intimate. While sleeping, not infrequently Fariz hugged the body of Zafira. And even more happy, Zafira did not try to pull over let alone refuse Fariz's embrace. He just let his body be touched by the husband if only limited to hugging and embracing. Deliberately allowing and giving Fariz the freedom to touch her, it was one way for Zafira to quickly cultivate the quiver of love in her heart to her husband.

And it turns out that Zafira's efforts little by little began to bear fruit. His heart rippled every time he came into contact with Fariz. Especially when he felt Fariz's embrace, he admitted the warmth spread throughout his body and the pounding was flowing beautifully from behind the wall of his heart.

It was different when they were friends. The feeling of thumping and thumping was never felt. Pure taste to friends. Only when the incident on the lake shore a few months ago reminded Zafira of something. Yes, he remembered back then, a strange feeling began to appear in his heart while listening to Fariz's heartbeat for the first time. But the feeling evaporated and disappeared just like that because his attention was always diverted because of Ronald. But now, after ten days of marriage with his best friend, the feeling of comfort, peace, a hard heartbeat and a strange beat in the heart grew, spread, flowed every pulse.

While the more day-to-day Fariz feels more free to touch the girl's body, the more he has confidence, that soon, he will definitely get it all. Heart, love, body Zafira. It was this thought that always allowed her to remain patient waiting for Zafira to sincerely give up all her possessions to her husband.

As seen this morning. The husband and wife are ready to go to work. Both have started doing the activity as before. It's their first day back at work after more than a week of leave.

"From today on, I will be your driver. Every time I leave and go home from work, I'll take you and pick you up. I don't want to let my wife get tired of having to drive by herself" Fariz said on the way to take Zafira to the office.

"Thank you Fariz. You are indeed very kind" said Zafira nodding, smiling as she looked at her husband.

The older their marriage got, the more the girl understood Fariz's nature and character. The girl felt, Fariz was a perfect man. A husband who is irreplaceable to any man in the world. Good, gentle, considerate, well-established, handsome, loyal and above all, has such great love for him. All of that made Zafira's heart start to melt and love Fariz more and more from head to toe. Unfortunately for the husband, he did not want to scratch the slightest wound in the man's heart. His heart is increasingly bound and can not be separated from the figure who has given him a lot of love and affection. Her days have felt even more beautiful since marrying that shady-eyed man. And Zafira was increasingly convinced, if the choice of mama and her family is the right choice and can make her happy for life.

Twenty minutes away from home, the girl had reached the skyscraper, where her family owned company was located.

"I went in first, yes" she said saying goodbye to the husband with a smile so warm, then turning the body to leave Fariz who was still standing next to the car.

"Have you forgotten something?" Fariz asked, stopping the tall girl's steps. Zafira turned her head, then turned her body back to face her husband.

"What's? I brought my bag. My phone is in the bag. And I had my lunch box with me, too" the girl lifted a little over the paper bag she had in her hand, showing Fariz.

"Keep, what else have I forgotten?," Zafira asked puzzledly.

"You forgot my hand" said Fariz, raising his hand and extending it before Zafira.

The stunned reaction was very clearly visible on Zafira's face. He understood Fariz's intentions. Fariz was right, he forgot that one thing.

"It's our first day at work after more than a week of leave. If you don't mind, from today every time you leave and go home from work, never forget my hand" continued the man again who made Zafira nod her head in understanding.

Without hesitation Zafira immediately grabbed her husband's hand and placed it between her nose and lips.

Fariz was very pleased to find Zafira's attitude had changed a lot. Zafira was no longer hesitant to bow before her in order to carry out the duties of a wife, kissing her husband's hand as respect and obedience to her husband.

When Zafira looked down and kissed his right hand, Fariz's left hand moved to touch Zafira's head. Gently brush her hair with affection.

"Thank you for being a good wife to me. Happy working. Don't be so tired. Later in the afternoon I'll pick you up again" Fariz said.

"Yes. You should not be late to eat either. Your rice container is in the back seat. From today, every day I will cook you for your lunch at the office. I'll only have a cooking holiday when you want to have lunch with me outside" Zafira explained.

Zafira remembered that he had not told Fariz about the lunch he would prepare for the man every day.

After the dawn prayer, Zafira rushed to the kitchen and began cooking which was certainly helped by his loyal servant, bi Senah. Apparently the girl really kept her promise. He cooked in large portions for all the workers in his house. Four guys. Bi Senah and Mang Karman as well as one Security man and a female servant who just came to their house two days ago on Fariz's orders. Where the two people are still brothers bi Senah and mang Karman.

"What?" Fariz's eyes were round.

"You cook me for lunch at the office?" asked the man in disbelief.

"Yes? Why why anyway? You don't want to? Shame on a President Director bringing lunch to the office? Yes, if you are ashamed. I'll take it and give it to Zafran" Zafira walked up to the car and opened the car door.

"Eeh, what do you want? Why would you take my food? I'll eat it in the office" Fariz held Zafira down, who opened the door and slowly pulled the girl's body and leaned her in the car.

"Dug, Dug, Dug"

Their hearts were both racing hard. The blood flowed more and more. The heads of the two met, barely sticking. Only seven centi meters apart. Zafira's head looked up at the man above her face. While Fariz's head bowed to look at the girl who had been leaning on the body of the car.

A pair of beautiful eyes Zafira stared fixed bead eyes of the man in front of her who was also staring unblinkingly at him. The chanting of hearts was again chanted among the birds in the morning. Sing you heart. Hold a beautiful love song so that the taste that resides in the chest becomes more and more blossoming and grows blooming in the garden of the heart.

"Zafira, you are so beautiful. I love you so much..," Fariz's voice was heard hunting staring at the more cute girl who was under her cage.

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