Mysterious Gus
#77. First Night

..."Let it be for tonight and the next night I hold you. I need you to fill this void of my life,"...

...Farelle...

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A large, dark and modern room welcomes the presence of Farel and Fisha. The fragrance of the room was politely inhaled in the sense of smell of the two.

Every corner of the house, the room was the most Farel missed. In that room, where he cried in the dark of the night. His room bears witness to how fragile he is.

"Would I take a break or change my clothes?" Tanya Fisha opened the conversation.

"You can use the bathroom first. There," Farel showed me the bathroom.

"Will you be alone?"

Farel looked at Fisha questioningly, "So? I have to come with you to the bathroom?" The frontal question was able to make Fisha's face flushed in embarrassment.

"Bang, this suitcase is just as medicinal!!" Tiam banged on the door of the room and was immediately opened by Fisha.

"Thank you, Tiam,"

"Yes. There's all the medicine you have to take,"

"Key,"

Fisha painstakingly read the rules of taking medicine and prepared them for Farel. While Farel himself cool to look around the corner of his room.

"Gus, Fisha get a drink first," permission from Fisha when she did not find water in the room.

"I want some warm chocolate" asked Farel, who was approved by Fisha.

While waiting for the return of Fisha, Farel did not do much. He simply rested his head on the back of a wheelchair with his eyes closed. His mind wandered back to remember everything that had happened today.

A faint smile was present on Farel's lips as he remembered that Fisha was now his. He no longer needs to hold back his longing, he no longer needs to hold back from hugging Fisha. Because the girl was now his wife and he could touch her with a reward.

"Why smile?" Farel's eyes opened again, but Fisha returned with a glass of water and warm chocolate.

Farel shook his head and took his drink. Farel's habit is to drink warm chocolate before and after sleep.

"Thank you,"

"Either. Take the medicine first," Fisha handed Farel routine medicine and directly consumed by the patient.

Without many more words, Fisha immediately looked for clothes in the suitcase that Tiam had brought earlier and sauntered into the bathroom.

Fisha stood behind the door with her hands on her chest. His face flushed shamelessly.

"Why does it feel so awkward in one room with Gus?" Mumbled Fisha trying to control her irregular heartbeat.

"Aaaa shy!!" Fisha whined a little while sitting behind the door. The girl who is now Farel's wife is now smiling herself like a madman.

"If Gus asks for his rights tonight what?! I'm not ready, embarrassed!!" Fisha galau itself.

"But it's impossible, huh! Gus Farel must be awkward too! We need another approach! Ck, I'm sure!" Now that Fisha was completely insane, talking to herself in the bathroom with a smile.

"Nafisha?" The voice of the call disperse the reverie of Fisha.

"H-huh?! In a moment, Gus!!" Saut Fisha is nervous and quick to clean herself.

"Are you okay? Why long?" The question that Fisha got when she got out of the bathroom. Seen Farel already holding on to his change of clothes, Fisha was staring at him. Though the intention of the heart wants to prepare clothes for the husband.

"Gak papa, that was the call of nature first," kilah Fisha who fortunately Farel responded with a nod, not a question.

"You rest first,"

"Gus can go to the bathroom? Or do you want Fisha to help?"

Farel shook his head, "I can," Farel slowly stepped into the bathroom without caring about his wife's sudden pain.

Fisha chose to lie on the bed with her back to the bathroom door. He will really sleep first and keep using his khimar.

Fisha closed her eyes when she heard the bathroom door open. She had no intention to offer help to her husband who was impressed.

Farel's forehead creased as he looked at the wife's sleeping position. Farel clearly knew that the girl had not fallen asleep. Seen from his tense shoulders and uncomfortable position.

After returning to his wheelchair, Farel brought himself face to face with Fisha.

"Why? I was wrong?" Although funny, fortunately there are still sensitive pieces on Farel.

Fisha slowly opened her eyes and looked at Farel's sharp yet shady netra. Fisha just stared for a moment and chose another object for her to see. Farel's eyes were too powerful to hypnotize him.

"No," that's the only answer Fisha gave.

Farel no longer asked. He took his warm chocolate on the nightstand and drank it again until the rest of the half.

"Drink!" Farel gave the rest of his warm chocolate to Fisha. He only wanted to imitate some of the Prophet's treatment of his wife.

Fisha sat down and accepted it. Slowly but surely, Fisha started to nudge him.

"Why not drink it from the scars of my lips?"

"UHUK UHUK!!" Fisha instantly coughed as Farel questioned that.

Farel's hand without permission immediately rubbed Fisha's lips, adding to the nervousness and shame of Fisha.

"Not the Apostle and Aisha like that? The Apostle always gave the rest of his drink and Aisha always drank it on the lips of the Apostle" said Farel again.

"Yes, sorry." Fisha shakily drank the warm chocolate from Farel's lips. Looking at his wife's embarrassed behavior, Farel smiled faintly. Why is his wife so adorable?!

After storing the empty glass on the nightstand, Fisha shifted her body to the side of the bed one more so that Farel could occupy the side of the bed that he had just occupied. Farel who understood also directly occupied it.

Indeed, who was not awkward when reunited after four years and suddenly became husband and wife?!

Farel turned his head, "Don't want to open khimar?" The question was finally answered by Farel.

"Can?"

"Why can't it?"

Their conversation turns to throwing questions at each other.

Farel and Fisha simultaneously changed their positions to sit. For the umpteenth time, Farel's hand carelessly opened up Fisha's khimar and untied him.

Fisha is embarrassed. This is the first time a man has seen her hair other than the papa.

"You're free to dress like anything when you're with me" Farel said ambiguously. Phisha's brain so wandered made.

"Sleep!" Farel lay down again, but his eyes were still wide open. Fisha is like that too.

"Now we're just the two of us," again, Farel made a sound.

"Yes,"

"Why don't you hug me again like it was this afternoon?" Farel stared fixedly at the reddened face of Fisha.

"You should have embraced me, either the two of us or with the other!" Farel's tone seemed to protest.

"Em i-it, Fisha want to look at Gus' wounds, b-can you?" Fisha diverted the conversation.

There was no reply from Farel, but the man straightforwardly opened his shirt, making Fisha panic and immediately closed her eyes.

"Why undress?!" Pekik Fisha's.

"You asked for it,"

"Fisha wants to see his wound, not ask Gus to undress" Fisha protested.

"How do you want to see if I don't take off my shirt? You deserve my body, Nafisha. I'm entitled to you, too,"

Fisha is increasingly ambiguous made her husband.

Slowly, Farel pulled the hand of Fisha who closed her eyes.

At first one eye peeked, but both eyes opened wide when they saw something on Farel's chest.

"Tattoo?" Ask Fisha to confirm what she saw.

"Em, my chest was once injured. The tattoo will help him not get hurt easily anymore" Farel explained.

"Fisha b-can p-hold?"

"I'm yours, Nafisha," Farel brought Fisha's hand to her chest.

Fisha rubs the tattoo plan that is located right on the scar of the husband. In addition to her red face, Fisha also cried staring at the wound covered with the tattoo.

"Why crying?" Farel immediately wiped his wife's tears.

"This must be sick," isak Fisha who immediately carried Farel in his arms. Be a Phisha lying on her chest.

"It's okay, it'll heal,"

Fisha hugged Farel tighter and wept until her tears soaked the chest of the firm field.

"Do you know why my tattoo is phoenix?" Farel switched their topic so that Fisha would stop crying.

Fisha's chin rests on Farel's chest. Those eyes were staring at Farel curiously.

"Phoenix symbolizes the eternal life and the life that falls awake. The phoenix is the epitome of Almighty,"

"Almighty?"

"We continue tomorrow. Now hug me like this first," Farel tightened their embrace.

"Fisha should have married long ago to let Gus go home" said Fisha in Farel's arms.

Farel smiled with his eyes closed, "If it had happened a few years ago, I wouldn't have been able to come. I was asleep at the time,"

"Before Gus fell asleep long,"

Farel stroked Phisha's hair, "All is the decree of God. Indeed, at that time you had a dream about me?"

"Gus pain continues to suddenly become dust. Before Gus leaves, Gus tells Gus that he loves Fisha,"

"I do love you, though I don't see it, Farel believes that his wife's face has turned red.

"Tomorrow I won't hear you call me 'gus'. I'm your husband now,"

Fisha just nodded, for the call could be thought of tomorrow. Now he just wants to enjoy the warm embrace of the man he misses so much.

"Fisha is also in love with Gus Farel," murmured Fisha and finally the dreamland picked her up.

Farel lowered his head and kissed Fisha's hair long enough, "I miss you," and eventually the newlyweds fell asleep in a hugging position, hoping that her longing would overflow a little.

Tbc...

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