Sensational Husband
Sixty
“I want to talk to you for a minute. Open the door.” Alexa kicked Azlan's door in the room. The next second he groaned withstanding the pain in his toes due to too strong kicking.
“What do misses want to say?” reply Azlan from within. "Speak!"
Alexa rests her back on the door, as does Azlan who also rests her back on the door in the room.
“Why should you lock your room door? If I'm in trouble, how can I ask you to please?” alexa is very afraid of the dark.
“No problem here, Miss."
"You sure?"
"Yes. I heard Miss graduated from a German university, didn't Miss also live alone there? So why is Miss afraid to be alone now?”
“I'm not alone in Germany. I was there living with my aunt and uncle. Who told you I graduated from Germany?” alexa Sahut.
“I read on social media.”
“Oough... So you're into my social media? Since when are you interested in my social media?”
Azlan shook his head, but the corners of his lips were drawn to form a smile.
“Arul, my friend who told you. He knows a lot about you.” Azlan needed to explain so that there would be no misunderstanding.
“Social media mostly boongnya rather than the truth. I love to write anything there. I'd like to say American, German or space graduate if I need to.”
“So all about you on social media is not real?”
“About me studying in Germany, that's for real. But other information about me there is not necessarily real.”
“After this we go home, miss. I'm afraid the lady's papa will be looking for miss.”
Azlan. Buset, Alexa curhatan able to make Azlan full. Behind Alexa's agility, it turns out she harbors a lot of grief. There is still a side that Alexa wants to be able to live comfortably, and that is attention.
It is not entirely Alexa's fault if she is now like this, the role of parents is very important in the age of formation of the rights like Alexa today. Unfortunately, Alexa does not.
“We're here first. New morning home,” continued Alexa.
“Yes, miss sleep! There are still a few hours to go by morning. Miss definitely needs a break,” Azlan said.
“As we chat until morning, do not need to sleep. I'm sleeping males. My eyes are no longer sleepy.” Alexa hit the door with her palm, but then she complained. I don't know what the door is made of. Very hard, even the palm of Alexa became an ache.
“I want to pray tahajud first,” sahut Azlan from the inside.
Alexa relented. Hearing the word prayer, Alexa can no longer dwell. He knew that prayer was a calling of the heart, a worship of the Creator. He walked into the guest room.
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To Be Continued
Sweet greetings from
Emma Shu
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