The actor? Who's Afraid!
Accident

"Rayya!" Zain was surprised when I landed a kiss next to his cheek.

Without hesitation, I immediately wrapped both hands around his waist, placing this head on the chest of his field spoiled.

"Isn't this more convincing?" I asked while hearing the rhythm of his heart that was so stomping.

I felt Zain returning my arms, another hand stroking my head covered in hijab. With that hand too, Zain moved my head away from his chest by holding onto my chin.

I looked up at him, my heart suddenly shaking violently, along with a breath that I could not do well and properly. My face and Zain turned out to be this close, I failed to focus on looking at his sultry lips, which felt increasingly closer towards me.

"No to lip kisses." I used my palm to derail the action.

"Wife husband, don't kiss in front of neighbors."

"Don't you have to look convincing?" Zain frowned, as if he was thinking hard.

"We can do it alone, in the room!" I said lightly, as light as cotton exhaled by the wind. As a result, get a toyoran gift from Zain.

"Less-less perverted-minded," he whispered in my ear after giving a sweet kiss on the forehead.

Which woman will not travel to adult fantasies if hugged by a handsome man. Even the fragrance of perfume that was attached to his body seemed to give way to it.

"It seems, I'll be late for the office, if you keep hugging me like this!" he said sounding resolute even with a soft voice.

"We can cuddle in five minutes. No one dared to scold his boss, when it came too late!"

Zain was heard sighing, but still left me in his arms. I don't know why I feel so comfortable in this position. Although the other side of my heart ached, Zain only considered it a drama.

"I'm really gonna be late Rayya! It's not a matter of anyone or no one daring to scold me. However, I as their leader must also set a good example."

Hugs I let go while pursing my lips, I so enjoyed the role of a wife who misses her husband so much when it comes to parting for a living.

"Don't forget to eat!" His attention makes opium for me. Why doesn't Zain forget the grudge against his ex and start a sweet start like this, every day.

I kissed his back and palm solemnly. Seeking God's ridho from husband's ridho. Also included is prayer to the owner of the heart, may God heal my husband's heart and accept me as his way of life.

🍀🍀🍀

The sun almost rose above my head, I wiped the sweat that was pouring because it was wrought by him. Not having a meaningful routine, makes me pursue a new world. Adding a collection of plants behind the house so that Zain does not get tired of staring at the tree shoots that-that's it.

Drtts...

The ringing of the phone made me stop the activity. Plastered Zauji's name on the screen, I kept Zain's number as my husband in Arabic. Immediately I shifted the green phone icon and answered the greeting from across which turned out to be the voice of Rendi.

"Rayyah! Zain had an accident. Can you come soon, I'll send the Hospital address via message."

I could not answer the words of Rendi who kept calling my name. Hearing Zain suffer a disaster, makes me feel boneless. I fell down because my legs were so limp. With trembling hands I opened the message from Zain's number written by Rendi. Address of a Hospital he had sent.

"Oh my God, save my husband."

Istighfar's words were unceasingly uttered, along with the roar of tears, all the way to the Hospital. I didn't even pay attention to the clothes I was wearing that were dirty on the ground. I was just thinking about seeing Zain.

"Where is the direction of this room," I asked the woman in the receptionist uniform who was so friendly to welcome me.

I rushed to the elevator that the receptionist showed me before he finished. Immediately enter into it even though the atmosphere is a little huddled. Waiting for the elevator doors to open on each floor felt like such a long time for me.

After the elevator opened on the fourth floor, I immediately ran to find each room as written in the message. In the end I stood in a room with a door slightly open, without a second thought I immediately entered and even forgot to say hello.

"Mas Zain." The name of the man who was standing stared at the outside window. Immediately I hugged from behind, along with the thanksgiving from my mouth.

"Rayyah! What are you doing?"

I opened my eyes when I felt something was awkward, Zain's voice was heard from a different direction. Zain was standing in front of the bathroom door, his eyes perfectly rounded. Who am I hugging?

Immediately I let go of the embrace with an apology for carelessly hugging people. After the man turned around, I found his face mulling a smile. Rendi laughed at my carelessness.

"sorry. Sorry Brother. Not intentionally."

"Aren't you tired, apologizing repeatedly?" asked Rendi who I welcomed a wry smile, feeling ashamed and guilty at the same time.

I'm grateful that I'm afraid it didn't happen, Zain's shoulder just sprained which made him have to wear a cast on his right hand. In addition, there is nothing less than him, even still as charming even though he now wears a patient uniform.

"You came here without a shower?!" Zain directed his eyes at my clothes that were stained by the ground. I lowered my head while Rendi was still with her smiles.

"I was in a hurry to come here, I didn't have time to change my clothes. I'm afraid something bad happened to you." After hearing my explanation, Zain's gaze was now directed at Rendi.

"Because your wife is already here, I'm going back to the office" she said, then stepped outside and disappeared behind the door.

"Other times listen carefully to information, do not draw conclusions yourself. You're not ashamed, come here wearing such dirty clothes?!" it was like a presentation.

"Sorry."

Drtts....

The ringing of the phone distracted Zain from me, and I did the same. Search for the direction of the sound source.

"Rendi left the phone," complained Zain.

For important people like Zain and Rendi, I understand that the handpone is a mandatory item that should always be on his side.

"Maybe Rendi's not far from here yet, let me take her with me." I picked up a flat object lying on the table.

"Replace your clothes with cleaner ones" he ordered before I stepped out of the room.

I ran looking for Rendi, hoping to still be able to meet her, just as she arrived at the parking lot I called out to her with a breathless breath. Without further ado, I gave it to him. I don't want to leave Zain alone for too long.

Before returning to Zain's room, I took it to the clothes shop. Replace my clothes with cleaner ones like Zain ordered. A wife must indeed maintain her appearance so that the husband is not looked down upon because of the appearance of the wife who looks messy.

"You guys just misunderstood. Please forgive Tasya."

I've paused my intention of entering Zain's nursery, after hearing the voice of a woman from inside his room.

Oh Allah ... What is this?