The next morning, waking up, Anisa involuntarily smiled as memories of yesterday with Hasan came to mind. She then went to the gift Hasan had given her, which she had left to the side yesterday. Due to exhaustion, she had come straight home and fallen asleep, unable to look at it then.đ
Slowly removing the wrapping paper, she carefully opened it. Inside were a pair of high-heeled black pumps. She picked them up, admired their beauty, and put them on her feet. Though they felt tight on her feet, she wore them and walked around the room a little.
"Ouch..." she immediately grabbed her leg and sat on the bed, as her foot had instantly become sore from wearing them. đ©
"Oh dear... these are too tight for me... but I won't tell him, it would hurt his feelings."
"Sometimes, isn't love about enduring even difficult things with a smile?" Anisa thought, taking them off and putting them back in the box. đ
Later, she washed her face and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
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On the other hand, in the hotel room, Hasan woke up holding his head, feeling its heaviness. After properly opening his eyes, he saw Asifa standing nearby. đ