Married to the Son of Tahfiz Qur'An
Chapter 38 - Kiss in the Kenee

Adnan and Meyra both smiled at Azam. They'll have breakfast soon.

Along with that, Amena cried. Meyra hurriedly came to him. Then take over Amena from Agni's sling. He immediately suckled the baby.

A few minutes later, Adnan and Azam had just finished eating. They left the house as usual.

"I haven't said goodbye to Ma'am Meyra. It's also om?" tukas Azam when almost riding a car. Looking at the man who was holding his hand.

"Here you go, Ma'am Meyra is busy" Adnan responded unconcernedly.

"No, Om! I've heard Ustadz's talk of Revelation that the slightest good you do for someone will be rewarded. Especially now that Om Adnan is married to Meyra. The symptoms must be great if it can make the wife happy," said Azam. He is like an adult who counsels.

"Yes already then. Let's say goodbye to him." Adnan could not refuse. He and Azam soon meet Meyra to Amena's room.

Upon arrival in the room, Azam kissed Meyra's back. Then he looked at Adnan. As if allowing the man to say goodbye to Meyra.

Adnan who understood, immediately approached Meyra. The female pupil is enlarged. Confused by Adnan's actions.

"I'm leaving too. Be fine at home with Amena" Adnan said, touching Meyra's shoulder.

"just that? Wasn't Om supposed to kiss Ma'am Meyra's forehead" Azam said. Meyra and Adnan's faces turned red.

"Azam, Om Adnan needn't"

The cup!

Meyra's words were interrupted when Adnan suddenly kissed her forehead. Meyra's heart immediately beat fast. He stared at the man who had just touched his forehead with his lips.

"Yeah! It was just husband and wife" Azam said. Smiling satisfied.

After peeking at Meyra's forehead, Adnan and Azam completely left. Leaving Meyra standing in a state of sculpting. Within seconds, Adnan and Azam disappeared from his sight.

Slowly Meyra held her own forehead. To be honest, in addition to feeling the heart that was fluttering, Meyra also felt a strange sting all over her body. Vibration that can be said to feel opiate. It's hard to explain.

Meyra threw herself onto the sofa. He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself. Meyra kept thinking with Adnan's kiss earlier.

Meyra's phone suddenly rang. He got a call from Adnan.

Unlike usual, Meyra's heart beats faster even if it only reads Adnan's name on the phone screen. Even so, he tried to calm down and answer the phone.

"What's wrong? Tumben once in the afternoon like this call," welcome Meyra.

"Yes, it's because I want to make time for you. It has to do with what we talked about this morning" Adnan said across the phone.

"You mean my trauma" Meyra guessed.

"Yes. Let's go to a psychiatrist" Adnan said.

"I'm not crazy." Meyra initially refused.

"Who said you were crazy? Everyone who deals with psychiatrists is not always crazy!" Adnan Response. Trying to convince Meyra.

"Is that so? I just feel embarrassed..." Meyra grunts violently.

"You don't have to be ashamed. Would you rather hold onto your pride or suffer from your trauma forever?"

Adnan's question made Meyra speechless. The woman began to shake.

"Come on. If you recover from your trauma, then I won't bother either." Adnan tried to keep persuading Meyra.

"So that's your goal? Don't you want to bother?" Meyra turned the ball of the eyes puffed. "Yes already then. When are we going?" he asked her to finally agree.

"Now! Get ready!" adnan.

"Now? But-" Meyra's words were cut short when Adnan disconnected the phone call first. He immediately changed his clothes and prepared.