PRISON LOVE For STELLA
Not the Will of the Heart

The atmosphere in the Zein family home looked peaceful. As usual, Laila always took the time to make breakfast all members of her family. However, susana this morning was a little different. Because the commotion-maker hasn't shown his face yet.

"Abang, Fira Sama Lutfi hasn't left the room yet. Tumbens! they're okay, right?" ask Laila curious.

"What the heck is this Mama, kepo once. Let it be, they are newlyweds. Yes natural if they wake up in the afternoon," said Laskar while replying one by one to the incoming emails on his phone.

"It's not so, Pa. Mom just feels weird. Fira usually wakes up in the afternoon. You know that kid always gets up early, and then sports!" laila answered in accordance with Sapphira's habits during this time.

"Special today is another, Ma. How is this mama? I never was young." Laskar. While Zein who was beside him just smiled.

"What are you sure they will?" ask Laila lugu. Spontaneous Zein laughs. Both of his parents looked in wonder.

"Loh yo doesn't know, but last night Papa was like Mama, not with them. How the hell?" canda Laskar while poking the chin of the wife.

Laila did not want to return the joke of her husband, she even remembered about Berliana. Carefully, the middle-aged woman got up from her seat and moved to sit next to Zein. Intended to know the truth of the news that she and her husband heard a few days ago.

"Germ, Zein. Can Mama ask you something?" ask Laila meekly.

"Just ask, Ma. Mom, what do you want to ask?" ask Zein casually.

"Zein was married?" Laila stared motherly at Zein. So that Zein doesn't get angry.

However, the woman's gaze seemed to be unbearable for Zein. His heart was slightly scratched. Not not to be asked. It was just that Zein was not ready to tell the details of his past to these two parents.

"Zein if not ready for the story is not pa-pa. Mama is just it. Mama will wait until Zein is really ready to open up to us" said Laila while stroking the son's arm.

Zein gulped his saliva rough. I don't know why he suddenly didn't want to talk. He is basically a quiet, flat and slightly closed man. Not wanting to be lured by them, Zein decided to dodge.

"Sorry, Ma, Pa. Looks like Zein had to do yesterday's job. In the afternoon Zein will have to return to Ujung Pandang," said Zein said goodbye.

No doubt, seeing the behavior of Zein, Laila and Laskar was a little uncomfortable. Because, however, in reality they do not understand who their son really is. As well as what secret is binding their son tightly.

"It looks like he's having a problem, Ma" Laskar said.

"It's not like it anymore, Pa. It seems like he has a rough past. Poor him Pa, just looking happy on the outside. But inside, Mama was sure she was suffering" Laila said sadly.

"Mama, no heart, Ma. Maybe she was sad not to be able to take care of her own daughter. Can't hug him. Maybe that's a problem too, Ma. Why can't he tell. Papa was once in his position. So Papa knows what it's like" Laskar replied according to what he felt when Widya and Agus did not allow him to meet with Zein. And then hide the boy, somewhere.

"Patience, Pa. Believe that! Everything has to have its time. We don't know what the problem is and what the chronology is. So we don't just decide." Laila again stroked the sad-looking husband's arm. Regretting why his son must feel the same way as he had ever experienced.

Separate with the baby. Not allowed to meet. Not allowed to hug.

"Are we just asking Juan about this, Pa!" laila proposed.

"By, Ma. How was this afternoon? Papa's work is involved. Oia don't forget her hand, Ma," welcome Laskar.

"You can't wait for Zein to come back, Pa. Afraid she'll take offense later!" Laila proposed again.

"May, that's fine too." The soldier was silent for a moment. Then she remembered her married daughter. "Is this Fira really not awake?" ask Laskar.

"Udah, Dad. Let's just have a kid. Later also wake up alone," answered Laila gave up.

***

In another corner of the room, Safira smiled shyly. Because Lutfi was so painstakingly serving him.

Make him breakfast, get him medicine and buy him clothes.

This time, the clothes that Lutfi bought, were just like the clothes that Lutfi had given the first time they met.

"In the store, there are only such models. You are women, you must be good at closing the aurat," replied Lutfi casually.

"Beyond? Where did you buy it?" ask Safira.

"Shop!" answer this man briefly.

"Ohhhh, but you're angry if I don't want to wear it?" asked Safira, this time not wearing a high tone. I don't know why this time Safira didn't want to offend her husband.

"No, I don't want to wear no pa-pa. I also prefer to wear sexy clothes. If I want to stay torn, don't bother taking it off!" lutfi replied, relaxed yet threatening.

"What do you mean say that? Crazyhead!" This time Sapphira was upset. How not? He had tried to ask nicely, instead his answer seemed to threaten his honor.

"No point, I'm just saying what's in our brains, guys. We'll see if that's horny, Fira. I want it, that's what it feels like" said Lutfi while staring at Safira's breasts that look a little.

Spontaneous Sapphira also covered his chest with a scarf belonging to Ara.

"Basic bawdy!" shouts Safira furiously.

"Who taught me to fuck?" this time Lutfi supported mercilessly Safira.

"Review, far!" pinta Safira is afraid.

"Why are you shaking? What, are you scared?" asked Lutfi with a perverted look of course.

"You're crazy, Lutfi!" snapped Safira again.

"I'm going to get crazy, what else every day you treat me like this smooth thigh!" Lutfi was more happy to teach the wife to obey and want to close her aurat.

Although not touching, Lutfi's eyes can actually make Sapphira uncomfortable.

"Don't mess with you Lutfi, I'll shout if you dare to mess around!" threaten Sapphira.

"Just scream! You forget, last night we were married. Let alone looking, enjoying also no one will dare to forbid me," replied Lutfi happily. Because, Sapphira's expression of fear made him more fun to play with the emotions of the wife.

"Lutfi, far!" pinta Safira, this time her heart was very, very upset.

Lutfi did not give up, he also brought his face closer to the face of this wayward woman, the distance of their lips could be said to only stay two or three inches. The fragrant aroma of each breath they could also smell.

Faced with a situation that might harm him, Sapphira closed her eyes in fear.

"I'll give you two choices. You wear that shirt without protesting. Or am I doing it right now?" tanya Lutfi cornered.

"Bas on a forced man!" as if Sapphira was upset.

"I don't care what you think of me. I just want you to close your body, that's all," Lutfi replied casually.

Then, not wanting to linger close to this angry woman, Lutfi also moved out of bed. However, before leaving he still took the time to threaten his wife.

"I'll give you ten minutes to wear that outfit, otherwise you'll let me take my due" Lutfi said. Doesn't sound loud but scary. Because of that speech, according to Safira contains a threat.

Sapphira was silent, but in her heart, she cursed this man. For what Lutfi commanded, it was not the will of his heart.

Seriate....

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