Mahram To Azira
Chapters 23.3
After entering the room Kenzie did not speak. He immediately lay on the bed and turned his back on Azira on purpose. Seeing this Azira felt helpless. He laughed inwardly in his heart. He suddenly felt that Kenzie also had an obnoxious childish side. Azira grunts. He took a towel and nightgown from the closet and walked to the bathroom.
Not long after he came out of the bathroom. Take a deep breath seeing that the room lights have been turned off. Azira hung her towel beside the bathroom neatly. After that she climbed on the mattress with a sideways position facing her husband's straight back. Azira felt the day was going well so her mood flipped anyway. The drowsiness that he thought would not come quickly at this moment suddenly struck, affecting his consciousness to the point where he was swept away in the silence of the night.
A few minutes later the sound of Azira's regular breathing reverberated weakly within this room. The stiff back that had been stationary gave a cold stance slowly loosened.
With a careful movement Kenzie flips himself to the side, setting the position as comfortable as possible until Azira's beautiful and charming face fully enters her sense of sight.
Azira's face looked pale. It was just worrying. But fortunately in the afternoon Azira slowly improved and the peak is now, both cheeks Azira colored red hue as sweet as a tempting peach. Kenzie's day is tickled, tempted to touch him but given Azira and Al's interaction today, the muffled anger rages back inside his chest.
He was angry, really angry. He probably knew that Azira could not possibly have feelings for Al, moreover they had not met for many years, the possibility of those feelings was very small. But still, seeing Azira respond well to what was said by Al made Kenzie's chest burn with anger. He did not accept and was not willing to see his wife close to other men, even though she was just plain talking.
"Azira..." Kenzie whispers softly.
Her voice was so soft that it could not penetrate Azira's deep sleep.
But when he found his fingers still clean as before, Kenzie silly feel disappointed.
"From this afternoon I was waiting for you to take the initiative to talk about the man." Whisper in the middle of the silence of the night.
"I fully believe that you do not have a romantic relationship with that man, I truly believe, by God. However, my heart still could not accept it when it saw how you interacted with that man. Azira, my dear wife, my heart can't relax thinking about her. So I kept waiting in the hope that you took the initiative to tell me what your relationship was in the past and how you were during it." And Kenzie was rendered helpless given his wife's innocent gaze tonight.
His wife was relaxed as before, as if not paying attention to the gloom on Kenzie's face. Because of this he wondered, whether Azira was indeed unaware or deliberately pretending not to be aware?
Kenzie.
"Waiting and waiting, I deliberately didn't talk to you much and pretended to ignore you earlier, I guess you'll ask what happened to me but in fact..." Looking at the innocent face of his wife who was deep asleep, Kenzie let out a long sigh.
"You just sleep first. I was wrong to wait."