Sensational Husband
Ninety One
Since Azlan took the holy vows in his jijab and qobul, he promised God to take care of, guide, and love the woman wholeheartedly. Not only because of the limited promise that his sense of responsibility just appeared, but also because his love for Alexa that grew so fertile. I don't know what kind of attraction makes Azlan feel so in love with that woman. Not her beauty, not her physical charm, nor are all the advantages in Alexa that make Azan feel very fond of Alexa.but out of nowhere the love appears in the bottom of his heart.
Alexa got into the car upset. He pushed the door hard. Along the way, he touched his forehead because he felt dizzy. Just now he wanted to lay his body on the hotel's soft bed, and Azlan suddenly canceled it. He's very upset.
“You want to rest?” Azlan asked looking at Alexa who looked tired and annoyed.
“No,” sewot Alexa with a gaze out the car window.
“Lay on my lap!” Azlan pulled Alexa's shoulder and laid the woman's body on her lap. Azlan smiled looking at Alexa's face on her lap. Her hands were raised and stroking Alexa's hair.
Alexa's frustration fades. She looked at her husband's sweet smile. Geez, Azlan has always been able to subdue him. This is somehow the sense of being subdued for how many times. Azlan's softness really became a powerful weapon to melt the hard heart of Alexa.
Alexa eventually relented, lay down and closed her eyes on the lap of Alzan. After all, he felt comfortable in Azlan's lap.
Arriving at home, Azlan rubbed Alexa's forehead. Wake slowly. Alexa opened her eyes.
“We're here!” azlan.
“Hm.” Alexa does not move from her position. He even closed his eyes again.
Azlan took a tissue and floated the tissue over Alexa's face, the tip of the tissue rubbed on the smooth face to make Alexa smile feel the sweep.
“Do not mincing-mancing!” Alexa took a tissue and threw it at random.
Azlan finally laughed in reply with a giggling laugh by Alexa. Sunil who looked from the outside looked envious. When marriage? As soon as his head was filled.
“Ah, lo, Nile. Call-call me Lord of all.” Azlan avoided being called with a shout, sir. Because before he became Young Master there, Sunil called by name only.
Sunil smiled.
“Eh, still have to call young master. My husband is the young master of this house,” chirps Alexa while getting up and sitting down. She could not accept if her husband was called without Young Master's frills.
“Iya, Miss,” replied Sunil. “Trus suitcase directly I brought to us this?”
“Yes yes, just take it upstairs,” Azlan replied while pressing the car door handle and exit.
Sunil went straight to the task, carrying the suitcase inside.
Azlan turned his head towards the foreign car parked in the courtyard.
“Whose car is it?” Azlan frowned staring at the white car. It means someone else came to the house.
Alexa who had been standing on Azlan's side also raised her shoulders. He breezed into the house followed by Azlan.
Alexa's steps came to a halt when she entered the house and found a female figure standing in the middle of the room. Alexa raised an eyebrow looking at the blonde woman whose age was not much different from her, Atika.
“Halo, my beloved son! These nights you just got home? From where?” Ask Atika with a big smile. The smile that was in Alexa's eyes was disgusting as it was clearly just a skit smile.
TB