Elana did as she was told and closed we eye, allowing sleep to reclaim her while being completely oblivious to the very possible verbal and maybe even physical beating that Samsul was going to get from his wife.

Samsul could feel how furious Anastasia was with him. He also knew that there wasn't any way out and no way to excuse his reasoning. With a light sigh, he prepared for the worse and slowly moved away from the door so that Elana wouldn't be disturbed.