The Unexpected Marriage
CHAPTER 114 - Not Imaginary

The longer, the more hostile the atmosphere. Zalina who initially tried to calm down, long ago carried away an atmosphere that was too gripping. Time seemed so slow, Zalina curled up on the sofa while biting the tip of her fingers.

Ever since she almost lost Sean, she has been terrified almost every day. Moreover, if they had already separated, Zalina's mind was indeed nothing good.

The woman was closed, not because of sleepiness but because of fear. The rain outside still lingered, Zalina was even stiff and no longer had the courage to peek out from behind the curtains.

Sweet memories when Sean often met him were asleep ringing in memory. In the early days of marriage, it was that kind of thing that made the seed of love in the hearts of both grow so fast.

Zalina hoped that in that way it would lessen her fear a little. Her eyes slowly tired by themselves, the rumbling out there made Zalina even bite the tip of her fingers.

Zalina endlessly recited prayers for the safety of her husband. He almost lost Sean at the time, so it was only natural that now the shadow of fear always held him.

Until, Zalina's daydreams are more real when someone rubs his face slowly. The eyes of Zalina who was so tired slowly opened and now displayed the handsome face of Sean from such a close distance.

"Darling, why sleep here?" That soft voice was looking at Zalina's auditory senses, not only did it stop there the warm kiss on Zalina's forehead was too real to be called a delusion.

"Mas Sean?" Zalina rubbed her eyes softly, worried that she might see wrong.

"Yes ... This is a mas, is it too long?"

"Hem, I'm worried because the rain did not stop from this afternoon," Zalina replied quietly, almost even whispering.

Not only Zalina, Sean had also been thinking about his wife. Even he asked Bastian to increase his speed because he was worried that Zalina was scared.

"Don't do this next time, the door you don't lock .. keep sleeping on the sofa, if the bad guy comes how? Hm?"

Instead of answering, Zalina put her hand to her husband's neck. Clearly this made Sean's stance to great anger shattered instantly.

In fact, a while ago Bastian saw for himself how panicked Sean was when he saw his wife curled up on the sofa when they entered. Sean's chest that was up and down now calmed down by itself, just with an unsolicited hug.

"I'm sorry, Mas .. I was completely unintentional."

"It's okay, the important thing is that my wife is not harmed," he said again peeking at Zalina's forehead.

His gentle attitude was only for Zalina, if the one who did the same thing was her brother, obviously different story. Not only angry, but maybe Sean will talk at length and curse because of their stupidity.

Even though Sean had been that gentle, Zalina still felt that something was strange. Her husband feels a little different, no matter what the cause. At the moment Zalina even pulled Sean so that the two would no longer be at a distance. However, strangely Sean seemed to limit and only returned Zalina's arms.

In fact, in the past Sean really could not help himself if Zalina had been like this. Usually, Sean would come up to the sofa without even hesitating his nemuluk tighter. Now, Sean actually survives with his position still kneeling on the floor.

"Is he still angry?"

That was the only possibility that Zalina was currently thinking, if it was true that her husband was still angry then Zalina's task would certainly be even harder. He didn't want Sean's anger last day to be prolonged, but it was indeed a strange man tonight.

"Mas, still mad at me?" zalina asked quietly and slightly quivered when her kiss on Sean's cheek as if Sean was not a gubris.

"Difficult, Om?"

Zalina's eyes were bulging, slowly the embrace was loosening with her face now slowly turning red. Why could Zalina forget that if Sean also brought Bastian along, of course the man would come in.

"No, Den ... Which one did this put? The same fruit has been put in the kitchen."

"Oh my God, Umi!!"

Zalina screamed in her heart when she heard the familiar voice she had heard the past two years. Instantly he completely let go of the embrace and fixed his position. Zalina was just plain ordinary, but she couldn't and she was unusually misbehaved.

"Put it on that table, Om."

If Sean is focusing on Bastian, now Zalina is condemning his stupidity. Why can he not realize if Bastian and Mardi have entered the kitchen, as slow as their steps? Really, Zalina was completely inexhaustible.

"Already, Den."

"Om don't go home, just sleep here tonight."

Zalina, maybe until tomorrow she still meets Bastian. Don't be asked how she feels, it's obviously a great shame.

"Come, right, sweetheart?"

Just the nod she gave, Zalina's lips were already too stiff to speak. He was already this red, but strangely Sean looked ordinary. He asks Mardi to prepare a room for Bastian tonight, while Zalina just looks down while bruising her fingers.

Until when Bastian and Mardi really left, then Sean laughed discordantly and threw his body on the sofa. Staring at Zalina's face was full of ridicule and clearly made the wife's face bend instantly.

"We continue that, here hug again."

"Ck, watch out I'm going up," annoyed Zalina brushed off Sean's hand that was about to reach his waist.

"Oh you want it upstairs? Come on, who's afraid."

"Followed? Don't be nervous."

"Why angry? That means in the room, right? You think it's on top of that how is it?" sean asked with a laugh that he could no longer bear.

"Don't think what," Zalina replied blushing even more, Sean seemed to have no pity to see it at all.

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