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Ana was choked as the burly hand coiled tightly around her body. His heart is pounding violently. Breath choked. Suddenly his body stiffened unable to move.

What's he supposed to do?

Ana was paralyzed in her place.

Trying to get up yet the hand was too tightly coiled around his body.

Ana keeps her hair behind her ears when it hits Marcus's face. The woman distanced her face. The bead of his eyes stared fixedly at Marcus' face which did not feel disturbed at all because of the hair that had fallen on his face.

Ana was agitated.

How's this.

Did he wake up that figure to immediately let go of his embrace?

"Mas, wake up." In other words, even so soft that the clink of the clock was still harder than his murmur.

"Yes..." Deuteronomy, slightly raise his voice. Instead of releasing his entanglement, the figure even further tightened his grip.

Duh, what should he do. Ana confusion. He was afraid that the man would wake up in this situation. But if it doesn't wake up, then until when it has to survive like this. His complexion alone felt so strong he felt at this moment.

"Mas, please wake up."

The eyelids slowly blinked. Half-conscious Marcus stared at the figure in front of him. "Ana, why are you here?"

Ana stutters. Aren't they married? Then where should he be? "It was last night I told Ana to sleep here."

"I'm still sleepy." Strengthened his grip. His face is even now rubbing against Ana's plain neck without the usual veil she wears.

Making Ana shudder amused, she was never treated like this, other than that night. The night that he and Marcus were fused.

"Mas, it's dawn. Better get up."

"Heummm... ." The man simply growled without any intention of opening his eyes or even releasing his embrace.

Amidst the great thump, Ana let out a deep sigh.

"Mas, morning prayers first." The woman slightly shook the stocky arm with a small shake.

Percussed. Slowly Marcus blinked. His eyes stared at the figure above him. His forehead frowned as the bead of eyes grimaced with that beautiful bead.

"Can you take Ana off?"

"What?" Half conscious Marcus chimed in.

"Hand of the mas."

Marcus lowered his gaze, staring at his burly hand that was now tightly coiled around the body. Making the man let go of his embrace.

"Ouh, emmm. sorry."

Ana immediately straightened her body. His hand moved roughly justifying the messy strands of his hair. Ana is misbehaving.

"Eummmm. It's dawn, mas. We pray together." Even the woman did not look at Marcus who looked confused.

"Yeah. You go first. I'll catch up."

Ana immediately ran away into the bathroom. Marcus is now shaking a frustrated face. What really happened. Why was she suddenly hugging Ana even in her sleep.

The man grabbed his hair in frustration. Early in the morning in the display Ana who no longer wears her hijab, who will not be touched. Especially with her beautiful face.

Damnit.

Marcus can't even do much at times like this. Though he himself is a newlywed who just finished kabul yesterday.

Half-lazy Marcus then moves on as Ana has finished her business in the bathroom. That man is not a typical man who obeys worship. Marcus often leaves his prayers for thousands of reasons. Either because of tired work or even sleepiness that is still whack like now. Lazy can also be used as an excuse to leave his obligations.

For the first time, they ended up praying together as a married couple who had been legal in the eyes of law and religion.

After the prayer ritual was performed, Ana reached out her hand, swept it and kissed it solemnly.

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Annyeong Chingu

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