The (Former) Mafia
45. I'll Be Your Side

Nabila smiled small, a smile that was able to make the heart of a Bara quiver. Why is this woman not angry with him. His fingers rubbed the water that kept dripping down his beautiful wife's cheeks. This smile looked very sincere, and it made Bara even more difficult. He realized, this smile that he never wanted to let go of. This smile made him angry. It was this smile that made him want to go back to the mistakes of the past.

"Go!" muttered Bara released his hand from the wife's face. He turned around, about to move away but Nabila returned to pull his arm. The little lady on her tiptoes then pulled her neck and began giving a very gentle kiss. The sweat on her body was completely ignored by the woman. Bara slightly bent down, put his right hand behind his knee and laid his wife on the bed.

Nabila smiled under her husband's confinement. The woman rubbed Bara's face for the umpteenth time. "Sorry!" mumbling again. Bara shook his head, he brought his face closer, stroked his wife's face and whispered beside her ear. "I love u, Honey!"

The deg!

"I can't hear you, Mas!" said Nabila with a beating heart very fast.

"I love u, so much. I love you, Nabila! Am I allowed?" bara asked looking at his wife expectantly. The woman's eyes were glazed. He wanted to make a sound but again Bara silenced his lips making him unable to say anything. "Allowed or not, I will still love my wife. You have no right to refuse! It will never! Even if you don't love me, it's okay. Just accept all the love I give."

Nabila's face met red, she again draped her hand on the husband's neck until the union occurred. For some reason, there was a sense of relief that struck their hearts. Like there is no burden. What they do now, it feels very far with what they did before.

The taut fingers moved up and down on the chest towards her husband's neck, causing Bara who was closing her eyes to be disturbed. "Don't tease me again, Honey! Do you want me to make you unable to walk, heumm?"

A small ruckus came out of the woman's mouth. She wanted to move, but Bara pulled her hand until she fell back on her husband's chest.

"Mas .. I want to take a bath, we have not prayed Dzuhur."

Instead of listening to what Nabila said, Bara even more tightened his embrace. He did not want Nabila to leave him. All is enough, no more rejection. "You still have an explanatory debt to me. Why do you defend that man more than your own husband?"

Nabila looked up, she pulled her husband's head so that he could look at her. "What I did was wrong, I hit people for no reason."

"It wasn't me who hit him, but Durant!"

"I didn't ask Durant to hit that doctor. Why do you keep blaming me!"

Nabila exhaled a long breath. Oh come on, how do I explain everything so this guy can understand what he wants to say. "The point is, if something is not clear, do not just hit, Mas. Talk about it well. Don't make anyone hurt. They will sin!"

"Is your jaw still hurting?" tanya Bara instead switched the conversation. He looked down deeper, watching his wife's face closely. No bruising there. My God, he almost got his own wife hurt.

"Mas!" snapped Nabila was upset because of her husband.

"Sorry" said Bara with a sad face. The man had completely changed, he was already like a persecuted cat if he put on such a face.

"Mas!" call Nabila with the voice she made as soft as possible. "Now stay away! I'm gonna take a shower. We'll continue to talk later."

"Follow!" the word Bara which makes Nabila's eyes perfectly rounded. "Coal Gas!" pekik Nabila. The woman immediately stood up while pulling the blanket to cover her innocent body, however. Again he was stunned to see something he should not have seen. "The Bara ikh .. close it!"

Bara just chuckled, who had pulled the blanket until he had to be naked like that, and now, he was angry too. "You know where the bathroom is, Honey?" bara shouted with the remains of a smile on her lips. "You want me to help you find it, don't you?"

"No! Don't move! I'll find it myself!"

Bara just nodded, after putting on his pants, he sat on the sofa not far from the bed. His big hand picked up a glass of water about to drink because his throat was very dry.

"Mas! Don't eat or drink first, if you haven't bathed, wudhu first, then you can eat and drink."

Just going to ask the reason, the bathroom door is back closed. Bara sighed softly. He stared at the glass in his hand and then placed the glass on the table.

"Faisal Ustad!" mummy Bara. There was no other way to know the meaning of his wife's words than to ask her directly to the expert.