
Aizha stared at a large suitcase of hers, intending to carry it. But before his hand came. Someone had taken the suitcase first, which made Aizha immediately turn her head.
"Ervin?!" Pekik Aizha's.
"Let me just." Pinta Ervin's.
"You're still sick, let me." Aizha.
"No! Don't argue with your husband Aizha." Ervin's firmness which makes Aizha back m...