Holy Marriage
Don't Be Angry
After finishing the bath and praying, Alan exited the room followed by Anna.
“Mas Alan!” call Anna when they get downstairs.
“Hm?”
“I want to tell you something, but don't get mad, yes!” pinta Anna with a spoiled tone.
Alan looked at Anna. He was very anxious to see Anna's attitude as it is now. The woman looked cute to him. “Why?”
“Alta contacted you several times while we were abroad. He wants to talk about important work. But I didn't tell you because I didn't want your concentration to be disturbed. We rarely get together like when we were abroad. Our harmony really feels beautiful when we get together. Regarding work, it can be handled by your time. Reno can do everything well. I'm just afraid you're going to be quick to go home for work if I tell you information from Alta.”
Alan was silent.
“Money and treasure can be searched easily and man will never be able to be satisfied with the treasures he has. But happiness in the family, it's expensive,” Anna continued. “Honestly, Alan, I was so happy when we were abroad, because I was like getting my old husband back. Although you tend to be more silent, atpi I still feel grateful for your change.” Anna stepped forward. Then she wrapped her tiny arms around Alan's body from behind, she pressed her cheek against her husband's back.
Alan stared at the arm that was coiled in his stomach. He smiles. Then he turned, but his gaze could only reach the top of the woman's head.
Anna turned her back in delight as she felt the back of her hand being stroked by Alan.
“You still love me, right?” Ask Anna.
“Ya,” replied Alan.
Hearing that short answer, Anna tightened her embrace. Although Alan's answer seemed cold, but he felt happy.
“Mamaaaa... Angan eluk papa! Papa iyek,” exclaimed Azzam who suddenly appeared out of nowhere. The boy suddenly grabbed Anna's feet.
Anna quickly took off her embrace and squatted down to equalize her gaze to Azzam.
“Mama, let's play Azzam cama behind the house. Main ball.” Azzam tugged at Anna's sleeve.
“Hei handsome, if playing ball, Azzam take papa aja, dong. Not mama. Play the ball is good as a man,” persuade Anna.
Azzam's gaze turned to Alan's face. He stuck out his irritated tongue when he saw Alan blushing his lips. The man deliberately did so that Azzam would not play with him.
“I'm not used to playing with kids. You're the one who played there,” replied Alan.
“Then Alan wants to say what now?”
Alan shrugged his shoulders.
“Ya already, if that's how we play,” said Anna.
Alan nodded.
“OK, handsome boy, we play yuk to the back,” Anna snuck the end of the nose pointed Azzam.
“Azzam handsome yes, Ma?” The little guy pointed at his own cheek.
“Yeah, it's really good with Azzam. Sure handsome, dong!” Anna held Azzam's hand to the back of the house.
Alan followed.
The ringing of the phone made Alan immediately answer the phone. From William.
“Yes, Pa? wh why? Oh my God, what the fuck? Okay, I'll be there soon.” Alan disconnected the telepond with a panicked look.
Anna looked towards Alan. She found her husband's face in disarray. “Kapa, Mom? Papa why?”
“It's about Stefi. I have to go home papa.” Alan approached Anna and peeked briefly at the woman's forehead, forgetting that he also kissed Azzam's forehead. Then waltz away.
“Mas Alan, I'm coming!” anna made Alan look.
Alan nodded.
Seeing the nod of her husband's head, Anna turned back while holding Azzam who roared and raged because the ball was canceled.
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