
A week after the terror attack.
Aven just got home from work. He's coming home for the night at home. It was something he had to do for lunch at home. The office is also not far from their new home.
Zara Salsabila's husband rushed upstairs. With quick steps he climbed one by one the stairs until he reached the door of his room.
Slender.
Aven tried to listen to the voice in during but it was only quiet that she heard.
Aven tried to slowly open the door of her room. He intended to give a surprise to the wife's child of course. When Aven opened their room door. She saw Zara reading a magazine on the sofa.
With a slow step Aven walked towards the woman who had been his rightful wife. Zara who was focusing on reading was shocked when she felt two hands coiling in her stomach. Because Zara's position was turned back to the door so she did not know that the husband had come.
"Devents."
"Well, what's the matter, baby, seriously?"
Zara turned her head and found her husband putting his chin on her shoulder. Zara stroked her husband's handsome face from the side and kissed the tip of his nose.
Aven actually laughed out loud at the words of his wife who called herself the artist of the capital. Because of the anxiety with the wife. Aven also showered many kisses on the face of the wife. There was not even the slightest gap from Zara's face that was not exposed to the deadly kiss of Aven. Even the magazine of the capital that contains about him Aven threw it somewhere. In fact Aven would rather be unknown to people. Just enough effort is smooth and goes well.
"Dragon, my face is wet. Oh my goodness, no!"
Zara rubbed her cheek that Aven had deliberately licked because of her snickering. Her husband really made her face wet like this. Because Zara was upset to hit her husband with a sofa pillow that was there. Both of them ended up fighting pillow-fighting with bertubi. Until at last the body of the two fell to the bottom of the so-called hebohnya war that was done.
They both chuckled because they felt like children. Their behavior does not reflect their current age. But Aven felt very happy to find a companion who could make him laugh like Zara. The happiness they can get just by playing sofa cushion wars. Just that simple.
Aven cupped Zara's face and brought the two eyebrows closer together. He tried to feel the warmth on his body as well as Zara's body. Aven made both eyes and immediately looked at Zara's shady and soothing eyes. The wife who was able to tame a widower who had been hurt in his past. Someone who can treat all the disappointments he has ever had. Trauma that he thought he could not heal. Zara is the light in the darkness of her life.
"It's always like this, baby. Never change. My brother likes you for what you are. You will always love you until later. We will be together forever with our children. Remind your brother if you start to go wrong in stepping. My brother is also an ordinary man. Brother needs you to complete this brother's life. Just you Zara, nothing else."
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