"Honey, what do you want? If you want to feel good, sorry, you can't. My guest has just arrived..." Likha held back her smile as her husband buried his face in his chest. Likha then stroked her husband's back until Azzam closed his eyes. They both fell asleep and woke up the next day.
"Honey, why is your face so pale?" Azzam watched his wife as she finished the morning prayer. He approached Likha and touched her forehead but did not have a fever.
"Usually Azzam, I'm always like this during my period, of course you don't know it because you've never seen me menstruate right?" Azzam nodded his head. How could he know that Likha was menstruating, right? he married Likha when she was already pregnant.
"Hehehehe, yes honey. Sorry if I didn't know." Azzam smiled but asked Likha again.
"Are you okay? What should I do? Shall we go to the doctor?" Lika shook her head.
