THE CELL PHONES OF MY TWO HUSBANDS
Spousal

The day we waited for has finally arrived.

After the kabul was pronounced by Davis, Zahra came out of the room led by Liza.

Zahra, wearing a white wedding dress with her makeup looks glowing. He sat down beside Davis, smiling slightly.

Davis, stretched out his hand and was greeted warmly by Zahra. She kissed the back of Davis's hand, who was already her husband.

Just Davis, kiss Zahra's forehead. That chewy thing, felt on his forehead. I don't know what feeling, Zahra suddenly felt a tremble and blushed in shame.

"goodbye, son. May you last until you want to separate, happy mother you finally become my daughter-in-law". Mrs Winata, gently brush Zahra's hand.

"Thank you a lot, ma'am. Accepted me, as your daughter-in-law". Zahra, smiled sweetly and they hugged each other.

"I'm picking up my niece, Davis". Said Ridwan to her husband Zahra.

"Om sure, I'll take care of you". Javan Davis, smile little.

"May this be your last marriage, Zahra. Aunt, can only wish you the best". Liza, hugging Zahra.

"thank you very much, Auntie. for your prayers. I hope, even though between us there is no love.Spring our relationship, getting closer and improving in the future.

Marriage is simple, just a few invited guests. Finished pickling the photos together, finally Zahra brought home by davis.

Actually, Mrs Winata, would love to have a wedding reception for them. Davis and Zahra, however, refused. The end is just a marriage contract, without any reception.

Along the way, Zahra occasionally glanced at her husband. Very funny, my path of destiny is like this. Married to Arogan's man like him, how to the future.

A few minutes later. They've reached Davis' house, Zahra just tailed from behind.

"Son zahra, rest. You must be tired,". Mrs Winata, smile.

"Yes mom, I'll go upstairs first". Pamit Zahra, she died her mother-in-law and climbed the stairs.

Zahra, following Davis and entering the room, turns out that her suitcase is inside.

"That's the locker room, you just put your clothes in there. I'm going to take a shower first, there's no need to prepare my change of clothes" Davis said, gawking past Zahra.

"Ck, who would prepare clothes for him". Murmured Zahra, she pulled the suitcase into the dressing room "waw. Or maybe intentionally for me". Zahra, start unpacking her suitcase and putting all her clothes together.

A few minutes later, he finally finished his job. Zahra, breathe her heavy breath. "It's time to take a shower, but he's done yet".

Ceklekk.....

The bathroom door was open, a bare-chested Davis was seen using a towel wrapped around his waist.

Zahra, just as if she used to see a man's body. He rushed into the bathroom, quickly closing the door. When it was closed and locked, Zahra held her chest that was pounding.

"Aiiss.why did he deliberately show off the beauty of his body, the base of an arrogant man". Grumbling Zahra, she began to release her long Hijab and the gamis attached to her body.

Davis, take the clothes off. After that, he left his bedroom.

A few days later, the Zahra bathing ritual is over. When she wants to go out of the bathroom, she looks for her husband.

"Fiuuhh.he doesn't exist, good". Zahra murmured, she immediately rushed towards the dressing room.

Finished wearing his clothes, Zahra pensive for a moment while holding his hijab. "do not wear, the husband and wife. If in the room do not use it, except out of the room. find a simple veil, let's quickly wear it".

Zahra, coming out of the dressing room.he approached the dressing table, combed her straight long hair.she also used facial cream and used a handbody to her hands and feet.

Davis, who had just come. he smiled a little, when the wife did not use her hijab. This is the first time, seeing a figure of Zahra without using a hijab that covers her head.

Behind her long hijab, she kept a beautiful crown. Zahra's hair, black, straight and long.

Zahra, surprised to see a figure Davis behind the mirror reflection.he immediately misbehaved and embarrassed the cat.

since when, she was behind me.in Zahra, she immediately finished combing her hair. "Why are you looking at me like that, or are you not fascinated by my beauty.

Davis, just a small smile when he heard Zahra say. "it's so arrogant, even if we sleep one bed. I won't be tempted with you, remember that,". Davis, directly against the words of Zahra.

"Ck, I also want to be with your usual body". said Zahra, not to lose either. "Oh, yeah, there's something I tell you, I'm busy every day. I always look at the state of my supermarket, so you don't have to ask me anything when I'm late, when I get home,don't worry, even if we don't have feelings for each other, I'll still appreciate how you feel, as a husband".

"It's up to you to do, but remember. Who you are, don't fuck out there. You know, not until my pride is trampled by someone else. Having a wife, but not appreciating the husband's feelings". Strict Davis, she smiled smrik.

"Hmmm. I know, because I'm not a kid. See if you'll keep my feelings, as your wife. Whether there is a contract or a marriage contract". Zahra asked, with some comfort.

"I will always keep your feelings, because you are my wife. I'm a good man, why do such a stupid thing. Like a marriage agreement or a marriage contract, I married only once in Zahra's lifetime". Davis replied, quickly.

Hearing Davis' reply, Zahra remained silent. He tried to digest his words, what he meant. Davis is married seriously. I cannot believe his words, but I do not know what his plan is, in Zahra.

"Hahaha.thank you for what he said. To the extent that my heart is touched, when you say that. But, I'm sorry I didn't lie to Davis. Well. at least we live first, what is not forcing each other". Zahra, smile little. At least I, follow her game. I have to be careful, because Davis seems hard to guess.

"Whatever you say,". Answer Davis. It seems like he, it's not easy to trust me. Is she traumatized against men, so she doubts my seriousness. "Take this ATM card, this is your living money. You have to accept it, shop as you please,". Davis, give me the ATM card.

I have to accept that ATM card, earn a living from my husband. I, as a wife, gladly finish off your money. "Thank you, I'm happy to receive a living money from you. It is mandatory, as the duty of the husband". Smrik Zahra smiles, he takes the ATM card that is already his right.

Davis, too, knows that Zahra is not the type of matre woman.So does Zahra, she tried to accept the ATM, even though she was not happy, to Davis.