ACCIDEN IN LOVE
Episode 7's

But wait, Afita seemed to feel something was lacking in him, and

"Zafian !" He screamed even louder.

"Sh-it!, you surprised me Afita !" Sahut Zafian who of course was immediately surprised.

"Basic!, you took off my hijab ?" Said Afita who tried to grab the hijab that had been thrown onto the table near Zafian.

Zafian who was upset was not upset, immediately launched an action to retaliate by pushing Afita's left hand resting.

Brug.

And now Afita's body landed right on the chest of the Zafian field, a sense of surprise made Afita suddenly move wanted to get out of the zone that is not safe, but what happened?, what happened?, Zafian smiled strangely and gave him goosebumps, his hands even deliberately holding Afita's body.

"Mi move aside !" Afita stuttered, feeling bad plus his heart beat that was not bad.

"Who is above?, why should I step aside" replied Zafian still loyal in his position.

"Ck, you did it on purpose, you son of a bitch !" Said Afita immediately moving and jumped to the side, grabbed the hijab and then immediately put it back on.

Without further ado, Afita again occupied the sofa that felt safe enough for his thoughts and feelings, his heartbeat that was still not calm really made him have to decide it, hoping to pass the rest in peace.

while Zafian was still silent after justifying his position, the warmth of the woman's body which was now his wife made him unruly, even his body felt a great tremor making his desires suddenly stir.

"Damn it, come on, control yourself Zafian" he said in his heart.

**

Four days passed, and a very beautiful morning for Afita who was in the middle of the gathering because he had completed the task of honeymoon and would return to struggling in his world.

"Happy?" Zafian asked looking at Afita's smile.

"Of course, I'm going back to the Apartment, and working as usual, it's so much fun !" Say it with a big smile.

"Oh yeah?" Zafian said with a mysterious smile.

Afita who saw it felt strange, guessing it seemed Zafian was hiding something he did not know yet.

The car rolled slowly through the streets, there was still no chatter from the two people who should be happy with the wedding.

"Where are we going?" Afita asked in the end because he felt he had a different route than usual.

"Certainly go home" replied lightly Zafian.

"Introduce you first?" Tanya Afita still did not understand.

There was no answer from Zafian who even closed his eyes, a few nights together with Afita was not as easy as he thought, even he had to often resist the usual incitement he did a little freely with his previous lover.

Arriving at a fairly luxurious Mansion, Afita frowned and admired the beauty of the garden order that complements.

"Wow, how beautiful, is this your Mansion?" Ask Afita when the car has stopped perfectly.

"Help me" said Zafian who instead of answering, rather give orders.

"Yes, ready Mr. Zafian Al Faradz" said Afita a little upset.

Zafian turned his head and looked at Afita, watching his wife move to help him get out of the car and move into his wheelchair.

Afita pushed slowly, of course, entered the Mansion and was greeted by Anita the mother with a happy smile.

"You have come?, Alhamdulillah" said Anita then got a warm embrace from her son and daughter-in-law.

"Please take me to the room, my body is tired after the trip" said Zafian.

Afita immediately pushed back towards Zafian's room, until inside, Afita helped Zafian to switch on the bed.

"There again?" Ask Afita.

"No, thank you" said Zafian.

"So, can I go now?" Ask Afita with a smile that expands.

"Go?, you mean?" Zafian asked with a frown.

Zafian shook his head and still looked at Afita. "We are married, now this is where you live" replied Zafian flatly.

"What..!!" Pekik Afita was shocked.

"Slow down your voice, it's really good that you're yelling" Zafian said.

"Wait a minute, you're kidding, aren't you Zaf?" Sahut Afita immediately approached and sat in front of Zafian who was lying down, it was still not believed in the words of the man in front of him, hoping that what he heard was a vocabulary error.

"I'm tired, there's no time to joke with you" Zafian said, and succeeded in making Afita look more in disbelief.

"This is impossible, all my work is in the apartment, my clothes and equipment are also there, where might I be here, Zaf, come on?" Sahut Afita pleaded to change her husband's decision.

"It has been moved" said Zafian to make Afita more desperate.

"Open that room, all your clothes and gear are there, and to the left of this room is your work space, it's been moved here too, so you're_"

Brakes

Afita immediately darted looking at everything, no longer caring about Zafian who was staring at him sharply.

"Ck, habit, listen to what I say before you go!" Shouted Zafian.

Afita ignored and continued to run around checking everything, as if in disbelief, it turned out to be true that it was said, all his personal belongings and even his work equipment had moved perfectly.

"Oh my God, why do I have to stay here, I miss my apartment, it's definitely not as free as I want, you Zafian, I'd love to kick it!" Said softly Afita and sat on the floor of his study.

His hope of resting peacefully in his own apartment soon dissipated, finding the fact that he must inevitably be on one roof with Zafian this soon. Get caught up in his mind immediately asking for help from anyone for this matter.

"I can't, I have to go back to the apartment, I don't let my freedom be taken for granted" he said in his heart.

Until the sound of the vibration of the phone made him surprised, apparently the Mommy contacted him, raised the phone slowly Afita intended to tell the sadness he was experiencing, but what happened?, It turns out the Mommy participated in arranging it, so that, Afita grew limp and felt helpless.

Afita immediately moved after finding the idea to ask for help from the brother, with the spirit of Afita immediately contacted, but what happened was not as expected, precisely when it was in great need, the brother did not raise his call.

"Come brother, where are you really?, I need your help!" Said the wailing Afita while repeatedly contacting Aftan, but still free.

Afita walked into the room without caring about Zafian who was opening his laptop.

"What's wrong with you, sick?" Zafian asked pretentiously not understanding.

Afita did not reply, entering the lavish enough bathroom that was in Zafian's room and now became his room as well, slowly immersing his body in the bathtub, trying to think calmly and sanely.

"Calm Afita, accept everything and stay relaxed, control yourself, everything will be fine" he said while controlling his emotions.

Time passed, not feeling almost an hour the bathroom door had not been opened, Zafian who felt strange of course raised worries in him.

"Af, haven't finished the bath yet!" Shouted Zafian hoping to hear Afita's voice.

There was no answer whatsoever, even the bathroom was so quiet, Zafian slowly shifted and moved his body on the Wheelchair, then approached and knocked on the bathroom door slowly.

"Af, are you still in the shower?" Say again.

This time Zafian was more panicked because there was no answer from Afita, his hand immediately pulled the door handle, but apparently locked, negative thoughts began to appear assorted and made Zafian yell louder.

"Af, open up!, Afita!, Don't joke Afita, Open up!" Shouted Zafian trying to push the door but of course it was free.

Zafian quickly searched for the spare key he had long kept, after obtaining it, immediately returned and used it to open the door.

Chequelek

"Let's !" Shouting Afita.

"Oh Sh-it!, Sorry Af !"

Brakes

Zafian immediately closed the door again.

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