When My Wife is Different
When my wife was different.
Dinar rose from his lying place, moving Zahra slightly to where she was. And a thump spilled his body on Hassan's side.
Hassan smiled faintly at his wife's behavior.
"Far-away! Brother has taken a bath." chanted like rejecting the hand of Dinar who wanted to embrace.
Dinar did not answer. But her hand gave Hassan a pinch as if protesting her husband's words.
Dinar stroked the scars of his hands and felt guilty towards Hassan.
"Next Brother rese!" briquette Dinar. "By the way tomorrow we're really going home?" Dinar wants to discuss more ...