Most Beautiful Khilafat
The Most Beautiful Conversation Chapter 12.

As Zahira was looking for clothes in the closet, Zayn approached and wrapped his hands around Zahira's stomach. The woman was aghast as Zayn's hands moved around her stomach and climbed onto her twin mounds.

Instantly Zahira's breathing apparatus felt narrowed, his chest suddenly tightened. All over his body goosebumps enjoying the soft touch of Zayn who is cool squeezing his chewy mound.

Zayn kissed Zahira's shoulders with his hot lips that were able to destroy the Zahira fortress. "I want to love, I miss." murmured Zayn in a hoarse voice holding back the already deflated libi*do.

Because there was no answer, Zayn then raised the tiny body of the woman. Zayn walked to the bed and laid Zahira on the bed.

"Zayn.." said Zahira with a pushy look.

Zayn crawled over Zahira's body and supported her. "I miss baby, I really miss." Zayn spread a towel that was coiled on Zahira's body until the beautiful scenery was gaping to spoil his vision.

Zayn could no longer hold back, he undressed and threw it in any place and came to Zahira's lips and wiped it with a breath of hunting. The two melu*mat each other, twisting the tongue and sharing saliva.

"Zayn.." said Zahira when Zayn's lips had reached the tip of his chest.

Zayn simply smiled and devoured the two chewy mounds in turns. Zahira squirmed while biting her lips as she felt an incredible sensation, it had been a long time since she had missed a moment like this.

When Zayn went down and kissed Zahira's stomach, his eyes narrowed and he noticed her stomach. It looked a little round and contained, but Zayn thought it was because of Zahira's body gaining weight.

Then Zayn went down and bent Zahira's leg. He bathed the core of the woman with a deadly lick, Zayn sucked her and played his tongue wildly. It made Zahira intoxicated to enjoy the feeling of being out of her mind, her legs shaking and her whole body goosebumps.

Just as Zayn was about to enter her, Zahira restrained Zayn's movements. He sat cupping his hands on the young man's cheeks.

"Why?" asked Zayn in a hoarse voice. His Libi*do was on edge but Zahira stopped him instead. "You don't want to?" Clearly Zayn's facial water turned furious at that instant.

"No, I want a but-"

"But why? Is it because I don't deserve you?" Zayn distanced himself and picked up his clothes. Disappointed, of course. There is nothing more painful than when one's desire suddenly stops in the middle of the road.

Just as Zayn was about to step into the bathroom, Zahira jumped down from the bed and wrapped her hands around Zayn's stomach.

"I want Zayn, I want to. I've longed for times like this. But there's something I want to tell you, please listen!" Zahira moved his hand on his abdomen up to Zayn's chest, as junior Zayn hardened.

"Zay... I-I..." Zahira wanted to continue but her voice was stuck in her throat, it was hard to say. While Zayn himself just quietly waiting for what Zahira wants to say.

"Zay... I'm pregnant, I'm carrying your child." Finally the sentence came out as tears flowed in the corner of Zahira's eyes.

"Deg!"

Zayn's body suddenly shook with a rapid heartbeat. His feet shook until his body slumped on the floor.

"Yeah..." Zahira screamed as her body was carried away.

"I'm sorry Zayn, I didn't mean to hide this from you. At that time I was still Roni's wife, I didn't have the strength to say it. I'm afraid that you won't accept it" soak Zahira broke as she continued to hug Zayn from behind.

"Is that what you think of me? I'm an asshole for fucking people's wives, but I'm not a jerk who's gonna turn down my own flesh and blood."

"Zayn, please forgive me! I really didn't know what to do at the time, there was no one I shared. I thought-"

Zayn opened Zahira's hand that was still coiled around her waist, he turned around and sat face to face with the woman.

"You have me to share, but it's dear that you consider me not to exist. Wh why? Is it because I was just a momentary impingement for you? You threw me away, you who didn't want my presence. Even after knowing that you have no intention of coming back to me. I've been like a madman waiting and waiting, I even felt like dying expecting you to come."

"No Zayn, that's not true. I never thought of you as a momentary impingement. I kept this kid because I still wish I could come back to you. I just need some time until the divorce is over. L'm... Mmph..."

Zahira's words suddenly came to a halt as Zayn closed his lips. Zayn held him without letting go of the pawn, and laid Zahira on the bed.

"Zayn.." said Zahira with the remains of tears still attached to her cheeks.

"Shut up, let me see my son first!" hardik Zayn sharpened his gaze.

Zayn then rubbed Zahira's stomach gently. It was clear that he felt strange with Zahira's body shape that was more contained than before, it turned out that there was his son, his flesh and blood that was developing in there.

"Don't be naughty, baby, I'm here now. I will never leave you, I promise." said Zayn, then kissed Zahira with tenderness.

Zahira gave a smile as she swept her face, she was happy to hear Zayn's words. It's not wrong that he kept the child in his womb, it turns out Zayn wanted it too.

Of course, where there is a father does not want his son. Only a crazy man can do that.

Then Zayn bent Zahira's legs, wanting to get acquainted with his son for the first time.

Zahira bit his lip as Zayn's tongue again went down to soak his core. Hisapan the man made Zahira's body goosebumps feel a sensation that is very extraordinary, difficult to express in words.

De*sahan Zahira breaks out when junior Zayn enters her. The longing was treated as Zayn's hip movements that made him intoxicated in the heat struggle.

Moreover, Zayn not only focused on the point, the man grabbed Zahira's breast and gave a heady suction. Like a poison ready to kill Zahira's entire body.

"Aughh... Zayn.." de*sah Zahira with a very seductive voice. It was increasingly spurring adrenaline Zayn who was crazy over his body. The man's sweat began to fall soaking Zahira's body.

"Aakh..." Zayn groaned with his eyes closed. He left his seed in Zahira.

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