THE PARALYZED MAN OF MY CHOICE

THE PARALYZED MAN OF MY CHOICE
The Part 10


Rakha was waiting for Zahra who was cleaning herself Rakha was smiling because Zahra treated her well...


Rakha began to smile like he had a new spirit in his life...


"Thank you, God, for you have given me a righteous wife." murmured Rakha in his heart..


Shortly thereafter Zahra came out of the bathroom in full clothes. Zahra who saw Rakha not sleeping asked...


"Why don't you take a break?" ask Zahra gently...


"You haven't slept yet" Rakha replied with a smile..


"Emmm, it's been a while, I want to pray first. Which side is it?" zahra asked a little confused...


Rakha who was asked where the direction of the Qibla was confused because Rakha never prayed so he did not understand where the direction of the qibla...


"Sorry Za I never pray so I'm confused which side of the qibla?" rakha replied embarrassedly..


Zahra went out of the room and asked Mbok about the direction of the qibla..


"Night Mbok Jum sorry Za want to ask the direction of the qibla where is it?" ask Zahra gently..


"Eh yes Non if here (according to the position of the house) the qibla faces North Non,loh Non kok has not slept this will be 10 pm." replied Mbok Jum Lirih..


"Thank you Mbok yes Mbok also this break will be the night I want to enter first, Assalamualaikum mbok" said Zahra softly..


"Waalaikumsalam Yes Non." replied Mbok Jum with a smile..


Subhanallah just this time met a woman who is so soft, lucky den Rakha can get a wife like Non Zahra." muttered Mbok Jum in his heart...


Zahra went back into her room.


"Assalamualaikum.." said Zahra as she entered her husband's room..


"Waalaikumsalam where are you Za?" rakha asked confused..


"Exit from the room Mbok Jum asked the direction of the qibla Mas I would like to pray. Yes Mas break yes I want to pray first." said Zahra then Zahra also pray while Rakha continued to look at his wife who was praying shady feeling his heart saw his wife so solemn..


Not long after Zahra was finished praying not to forget also he prayed for the husband.


Zahra looked at Rakha and was still awake Zahra approached him and kissed Rakha on the back of his hand.


"Yes, let's rest it's almost late" Rakha said with a smile...


Zahra nodded and took a pillow..


"Where are you going?" rakha asked astonished to see Zahra who arrived just took a pillow..


"I want to sleep on Mas's couch." replied Zahra softly..


"You're my wife now, why do you want to sleep on the couch? are you sleeping next to me? I can't do anything either, so you don't have to be afraid." Rakha told Zahra to obey him.


Zahra went up to bed and then laid down her body which was indeed tired..


"Do you sleep still wearing a hijab? I'm your husband so I deserve to see you without a hijab, right?" Rakha also began to look fussy gini wrong so wrong..


"Yes sorry I'm not used to it" replied Zahra softly.


Zahra took off her hijab and saw the beauty of Zahra's black hair. Rakha saw Zahra's skin that was so white and smooth, long hair and also had a neck that was the same level he was not paralyzed of course tonight he had finish Zahra with a variety of styles...


"You are beautiful without a hijab, I want that if you want to sleep every time you have to open your hijab. But if it's a normal day I want you to stay in the hijab." Rakha also swallowed his silva many times when he smelled the scent of Zahra's hair and body that was so tempting..


"When you want to sleep if you keep looking at me, I will be embarrassed" said Zahra as she looked at the handsome man in front of her..


Zahra also repeatedly swallowed her silva when Rakha's handsome face was in front of her face her heart was pounding violently there was something she felt..


Rakha smiled and asked Zahra to hold her, Rakha kissed Zahra's bi*ir very gently. At first Zahra refused but Rakha never let go so Zahra began to enjoy the game Rakha..


Rakha was very happy even he smiled all night because he was in the arms of his wife if there was still a chance to walk again Rakha would never let go of Zahra in the slightest..


Zahra's heart continues to beat until it is felt by Rakha, Rakha smiled and then scaly..


"Are you groggy in Mas's arms? Why is your heart beating so fast you're good Abik sawjak?" rakha asked while stroking Zahra's black hair.


Zahra looked at Rakha...


"This is my first experience so I'm sure. What if I had a boyfriend before?" ask Zahra gently..


"Just the same. Mas used to have it when High School even until when Mas had the fateful accident we still have a relationship but after knowing Mas paralyzed he left Mas just like that." explained Rakha seemed to look sad.


"Does he still love her so much?" zahra asked arrived...


"I don't know myself" Rakha replied without him noticing that his answer had hurt Zahra.


Zahra was silent turns out the man she married is a man who has not finished with his past, but Zahra tries not to think about it the most important thing is that she can be the best wife for Rakha..


"Yes, if so, this break will be at one." zahra said, then Zahra was silent and closed her eyes withstanding the tightness in her chest, which suddenly felt pain after hearing her husband's words...


Rakha also realized that maybe his words made Zahra disappointed. Rakha was just trying to be honest without covering anything up...


"Za you're asleep?" rakha asked while touching Zahra's back but Zahra silently did not answer because Zahra had started to pules..


Rakha closed her eyes and then fell asleep in her dream..


Exactly at three in the morning as Zahra could wake up to perform tahajud prayers..


Fervently Zahra also did his duty not to forget also Zahra prayed for healing for Rakha her husband. After finishing the Zahra prayer, he read the Quran while waiting for dawn..


Zahra's voice was so melodious that it made anyone who heard it feel a sense of calm.


Zahra deliberately read in a voice that is not so loud takuta disturbing the husband's sleep.


Zahra who still remembers her husband saying that maybe she still loves her ex-boyfriend became a little restless, there was a different feeling that he felt in his heart what kind of unwillingness was this called love??