Virgin Charm
Chapters. 25. Anxiety and Doubt

Days passed, weeks changed months and it was not felt that the King's marriage to Azalina had entered the fifth month. But, until that moment also the King did not dare to ask for his rights as a husband. Not that there was no will or intention, but the King wanted to do it together with his wife if in his heart and mind Azalina was only for him alone.

Every day the King helped Azalina to deliver a basket of fish from the fisherman to the auction place. The king was happy to do it without burdening even a little, even when he lived in Jakarta, even during his life working rough. The king every morning hugged Aza to go to work.

Even from his hard work, Aza has opened a grocery store in front of his house. Although relatively small, but quite crowded visited by buyers. Aza felt quite happy, because he no longer worked at the fish auction but the King who replaced his position.

That afternoon, the King was sitting in the halls behind his house while enjoying a steeping of green tea made from his wife accompanied by a plate of fried bananas and bakwan and his friends.

He thought about the words of his best friend Anggara who said, if Selena becomes more and more after giving birth and falsifying the results of DNA tests if, the child he was born is his son.

"Did I ask Aza for permission to return to the city?"

The king was worried and in a dilemma thinking about all that, he weighed all the words from Angga a few days ago when he came to visit his house carrying many of his necessities including medicine and two mobile phones that he could use.

"I must return immediately, God willing Azalina can take care of myself while I stay and if it is increasingly stalling do not return to the pity of mother and Sherly," he said, who occasionally sipped his favorite tea.

Azalina who accidentally walked towards him heard the words of the Sultan even though only shrewd, but still able to capture well the voice of the King.

"If you really want to leave, I must sincerely allow it, I should not hold it or forbid it, surely you really miss the figure of his family," he muttered, staring intensely at the King.

"Maybe tonight is the right time to ask permission, however she is my legal wife, so I must say goodbye and ask her permission, she said, but maybe tomorrow Wednesday I should accompany him to the Capital District to open an account so that later during my time in Jakarta I can send money for his daily needs."

The sun has sunk in the western horizon, the orange color beautifies the atmosphere that afternoon. The sunset adds to the romantic impression if the King sat hugging Azalina. The king smiled faintly imagining that.

"Wait for me Aza, I will definitely come back here again."

The voice of adzan magrib reverberated from Toa Masjid which disperse the King's reverie. He hurried to walk into his house and did not forget to clean all the dishes and drinking glasses. He closed the door of his house tightly.

"Abang wants to get some water?" asked Azalina who was just a small talk because somehow she felt sad when she did not immediately hear the words of her husband. Although in his heart there is no love for the King who still has an Anjas.

"If you are, what is the prayer brother?" He looked at his wife.

"It seems, this time I had a holiday first Brother again came the guest because of it," said Azalina.

"meaning?" ask the King who did not understand the words of Aza.

"I mean Aza again pms Abang, so from today until the next week of vacation first," he replied with a sweet smile.

"Oh well, later after praying there is something you want to say," he said and walked towards the bathroom.

"That means my plan to ask for my rights must be delayed and void again if it's this." The king smiled and shook his head.

Initially he had decided to ask for his right after he was sure that the King really loved him, but this he did to test and try to succeed.

They had dinner together in silence, none of them dared to open up to start a conversation between them. Azalina was speechless in a thousand languages and did not understand what she had to say. Even so, he was at a loss to speak of where to begin.

"Me!!" Say them together which makes them throw each other a smile.

"You go first" said the king.

"It's better to just be brother, because what I want to say is just a matter of course" he replied.

"Tomorrow, we go to the bank to open an account for you, so you can keep your money safe" he explained.

"But Brother, what if they look for diplomas, I'm only SD graduates, it can be difficult to open the account," he said who lowered his head.

The king gasped in shock at Azlina's words, and he laughed out loud at them. Azalina who was laughed at by the King further lowered her head and her face instantly flushed red withstanding her embarrassment.

"It is certain that I will be laughed at, because of the fate of being an uneducated and stupid girl" he explained with a sad face.

The king who saw this immediately stood up and walked towards Azalina. The king pulled Aza's body into his arms.

"For your brother to have a high education or not, your position in my heart remains my wife until at any time will never be replaced, and only your name is in here," he said the King while pointing to his chest.

Azalina was still sitting on the dining table chair, while the King stood up and slightly bent his body to make it easier to hug her body Azalina.

"Aza on Friday will return to the Capital, because it's been a long time Brother leave from work Brother, do you not mind if Brother went Aza?" She hugged Azalina's body.

Azalina then stood up from her seat and stared into the King's eyes, "Azalina doesn't mind Abang at all, Aza does not want to prevent Abang from working anyways it is for our future as well," he said with full gentleness and careful not to offend him King.

The king raised his pointy chin with his finger and brought his face closer to Azalina's. Until their noses touch each other. The breaths of the two blew and collided with each other. No one blinked a bit. Her lips King slowly****** her lips Azalina.

Their mouths clenched together, until the saliva of the two exchanged. The king held the nape of Azalina's neck to deepen her kiss. Initially the movements and replies given by Azalina were quite stiff, but the slow lag was able to also compensate for the tongue play of the King.

The king whose first experience was brave enough to challenge Azalina who had tasted once and felt the pleasure of kissing. But, it's still stiff. The King's instincts that led him to the sound of knocking on his door forced them to end the heat of their first kiss during their marriage.

Tock…. Geck…