Tap Your Heart's
Section 41

On the balcony of the room, Clein was sitting enjoying the breeze of the wind that was blowing slowly. After Karel gave her access, Clein no longer found it difficult to find room to calm down.

The clock's needle moves every second sweeping away the point that is on the circle attached to the wall of the room. Clein had seen no sign of Karel's arrival. It seems like the man is busy finishing his work. Until the dzuhur adhan reverberated, Clein got up from his seat and rushed to carry out his duties.

Clein took ablution first, just then the door opened. Karel looks for Clein's whereabouts. But he could not find the woman. The sound of water was heard. From there Karel was able to conclude that Clein was in the bathroom.

Karel took off his suit, picked up the laptop and sat on the bed. He must see the progress of the delivery of goods is successful or not. Not long ago, Clein had finished taking ablution.

Karel glanced at a glance then refocused on his laptop. Clein spread out the prayer mat facing the qibla. Before putting on her face, she turned her body to look at Karel who seemed uninterested in looking at her.

"Will you become a dzuhur prayer priest today?" Ask Clein.

"Uhukkk! Ummm..." Karel's throat suddenly hurt.

"Why? You want a drink? A moment." Clein rushed to get the drinking water that was there.

Clein handed the drinking water that was in the glass to Clein. Before taking a drink of water, Karel looked at Clein's face for a few seconds. It seemed that indeed Clein's head had actually been bumped. Slowly Karel took the drinking water and drank it a little.

"Drink a lot so that his throat doesn't hurt anymore." Clein. His tone sounded soft.

"It." Reject Karel when Clein again thrusts the glass.

Clein nodded and kept the glass he held onto the nightstand.

"So how, are you ready to receive my dzuhur prayer?" Repeat Clein.

"Sholat?"

"Dad."

"Dhuhur?"

"Dad, Karel. Why why?" Clein asked, frowning.

Karel remained silent. The request was very difficult for him to accept.

"Are you not able to pray until the reading?" Continue Clein with a probing look.

"It can't be, I just forgot. I have not been close to God for a long time. Many recitations of the Koran are already lost in my memory." Honest Karel.

Clein pulled the corner of her lips and tried to bring out a smile as quietly as possible.

"Oh so, it's okay today I will pray by myself. Later I will teach you to remember the prayer reading and its pillars." Clein.

Clein took the mukena and put it on. It stands on the prayer mat. Before the prayer, Clein turned to Karel and threw a smile. Before finally he began to perform dzuhur prayer.

Dizziness suddenly fell on Karel's head. Could it be that Clein was afraid of her threat to the point that the girl was well-behaved? Usually every minute, every second when they were put together in one place, they had to end up in a debate.

Karel kept silent and looked at the prayer movement of Clein, until his prayer ended in both greetings. Clein can be seen raising both hands and raising his head. He began to pray that his life would go well. At that time Karel could see that Clein was like a real woman. There was an aura emanating from the girl that he had never seen before, his heart racing.

Mukena and prayer rugs folded and then stored by Clein in place.

"It turns out you're a religious person, too. I didn't expect you to memorize the prayer reading until the movement." Carrel.

Clein moved forward and sat right beside Karel. At that moment Karel instantly distanced a little bit of his body.

"Sholat is a duty. Although I can be said not to be a good person, but the name of the obligation must still be carried out. My religion is Muslim, I just pray, I don't." Clein.

"I am also a Muslim but I have not prayed for a long time."

"How long has it been?" Clein asked a little curiously.

"From after graduating from school until now."

Clein was a little surprised but he quickly hid his surprise.

"Although I am not someone who understands the laws of Islam, I will teach you what I know. And we can learn together later. A lot of studies in the mosques too, later we can be there." Clein.

Karel blinked his eyes for a few seconds. Well, it's hard to believe the attitude Clein is showing right now. Until the phone rang Karel's daydream.

Hallo

^^Hallo had his lunch ^^

^^^has come. I have ^^^

^^^it is on the table^^^

Okay, thanks Frey

After that, the phone is turned off. Karel looked back at Clein.

Karel put his laptop.

"Buy what food?"

"It certainly isn't rock soup or a sizzling egg." Reply Karel then go first.

Clein closed both of her eyes.

"But I've been nice still provoking anger! You're fucking!" Clein muttered her feet then left following Karel behind.

When he was at the dining table, Clein could see a lot of food available there. From starting rice, soup, vegetables, tofu, tempeh, chicken, satay, to fish cooked in various dishes are available. Whether to be thankful or what, but that much food for both tastes too excessive.

"A lot! Are you sure you'll eat this much food?" Ask Clein. He pulled out a chair and sat right in front of Karel.

"No! Maybe you'll spend it all."

Clein rounded his eyes.

"Huh?! Where can! I'm still a human not a hulk!" Upset Clein.

"Yes, he should be able to. I've ordered this much food, time you don't spend. It's the same you don't appreciate me." Carrel. Karel deliberately ordered that much food because he wanted to prank Clein.

Clein would say nothing but fret about what Karel wanted. He did not want Karel to know about his plans.

"Fast eat and then finish!" Karel.

Not yet trying a mouthful of food, Clein was already feeling very full. Reluctantly Clein took the plate and put in the rice and one by one the side dishes. Clein looked at Karel with a clear face.

"Are you sure I should spend all this?" Ask Clein.

"Of course." Reply Karel.

Clein bit her lower lip, then started eating her food. Karel who was also eating his food, occasionally saw Clein.

Half the plate Clein had finished, his stomach already had no more room for those foods. There was a slight feeling of pity when he saw Clein's face turning deathly pale. It seemed like the girl was feeling nauseous from the satiety.

"Don't force it if you can't afford to eat all the food." Karel said after wiping his lips with a napkin available on the table.

"I have to keep spending it all because it's all an order from my husband." Lirih Clein bribed back the food.

Karel looked at Clein while folding his hands. Clein seemed to have relented and accepted this marriage.

"That tell you to stop also me, your husband." Carrel. Clein looked at the man who was always staring at her.

Clein nodded slowly, she was so grateful that Karel felt sorry for her. At least Clein's stomach will be fine. Food that enters the stomach will not pass excessive capacity.

After drinking two glasses of water, Clein got up and would clean things up. He had to do homework to make his mission successful.

"You what?" Karel asked, and Clein's hand came to a halt.

"I'll take a dirty plate and wash it." Reply Clein.

"no need. I have a servant, that duty is not your duty." Carrel.

"Servant? Whereabouts? I never saw it." Clein asked confusedly. His eyes glared in search of the whereabouts of the servant that Karel was referring to.

"Indeed, at certain times he came and not all the homework he did. His job is to wash clothes, wash dishes and tidy up the mansion. When he comes, I'll introduce him to you." Karel.

"When cooking?"

"She used to cook, but the food she made didn't fit on my tongue. So it's usually the mama who cooks or I who buy outside." Reply Karel.

Clein nodded in understanding. Karel had a lot of money, maybe not just one servant he had. When in the stadium alone, his subordinates looked quite a lot. The business is many and more successful than the business that the community has.

"I can't cook either, but why do you keep telling me to learn how to cook?" Clein asked curiously.

"I don't get my rights as a husband, but at least you can cook food for me. At least you have the benefit of being a wife." Cold Carrel.

Clein moved her lips in annoyance. Her marriage was forced, it was only natural that Clein did not give Karel the right. There was no love Clein had for the man he still hated.

"You better go back to the room and take a nap. There will be a chef teaching you how to cook." Karel.

"Well husband, whatever you want I'll do." Reply Clein without interrupting. The smile she was engraving was trying to force her.

Clein hurried off to his room. Karel looked at that back then turned to look at the former plate that Clein had not spent.

"If she is comfortable with her position as my wife, she will not be likely to suffer. To break his heart would definitely be very difficult. It's okay, at least with this marriage I can command her at will, like what she did seven years ago." Inner Karel followed a grinning smile.