Love and the Past
The Part 206

Learning together has become a routine of Azka and Salsa before going to bed. Now both are in front of the room, with a variety of snacks that Azka just bought in Indoapril because of the wishes of the Wife.

Seriously and painstakingly Azka explained everything that Salsa did not understand. Until the girl gets bored.

While Azka was still busy studying, Salsa had done something without her husband's knowledge. He put a pen between his lips and nose. Intentionally held so that the pen remains there.

He pulled Azka's arm, making the man turn his head. Salsa's behavior succeeded in making Azka ternyum. Her husband was very serious. Talk was rare after the school incident.

"Pengen in the kiss, hm?" gemes Azka pinched Salsa's cheek.

The girl nodded, Salsa quickly dropped the pen on her lips and hid her face in the chest of Azka's field, or she would be in an all-out sosor.

"My lips are still numb, yes" murmured Salsa.

"Let's not go numb, how do we go?" goda Azka's.

Still in Azka's arms, Salsa hit her husband's back, until a groan was heard when the punch was not too hard. He looked up and looked at Azka's flat face.

"Your back hurts Ka?"

"No dear, just kidding," Azka replied trying to hide the pain in her back.

"I want to see."

"Not Sal, mending you eat first."

"No way, the photo I want to see. Let's get Azka's shirt off!" forcibly Salsa petrified Azka and opened the cloth covering Azka's burly body.

"Azka!"

Azka let out a long sigh, resigned as Salsa undressed until she was half-shaven*ng.

The girl pecked after seeing Azka's back. His eyes were flushed ready to shed clear circles. He forgot that Azka had been hit by a stone throw.

"Why don't you say your back hurts? And why carry me?" salsa said a hiccup touching Azka's bruised left side.

"Don't cry Sal, it doesn't hurt just a bruise."

"Gini wounds are common to me, so no papa."

"But unusual for me, what if you broke a bone?" salsa rubbed her tears rough.

"Udah, yes .. yes I was wrong because I hid with you. Don't cry anymore, dear." Azka standing. "Let's go to the room, and treat my wounds let you be relieved." He pulled his wife into the room.

Azka lay on her stomach in bed after reaching the room, waiting for Salsa to treat her back. Honestly, the wound was very painful but he did not want his wife to worry.

Mama Reni once told her that Salsa had excessive worries and panic about something. Not to mention Salsa is less friendly with blood and wounds. The girl often dizzy herself if she sees things like that. Surprisingly Salsa aspires to be a Doctor, very strange according to Azka.

Azka closed her eyes, as Salsa's tiny hands began to dance around her bruised back. He didn't even realize his wife was done.

"No matter how small your wound is, you should tell me Ka. I don't want my husband who I love to get hurt."

"Yes dear. Here sleep, it's almost 10 at night."

Salsa complied with Azka's wishes, sleeping next to the man on his back. Seeing Salsa's position, Azka immediately raised her legs up on the wife's thigh. Then his hands tendered beautifully on the melon fruit that is getting bigger and bigger day. Azka is still in the middle position.

"Sleep baby!" Azka Mummings.

"Don't go but!"

"Where am I going, Hm?"

"Fear that when I sleep, you go to see each other. I'm afraid you're retaliating for Leo."

"Azka I don't want you to bawuran again like first. I'm afraid ...," said Salsa.

The nightmare he had had two nights in a row troubled the shoulder-haired girl's heart. In her dream, Azka fights Leo and her husband loses because Leo carries a gun.

"I love you."

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