(NON) PRETEND HUSBAND
Joking in the Middle of the Night

Towards midnight, when Kian was almost sound in his sleep, Ann came with a sneak. The room lights that had changed into dimly made Ann unaware when she entered earlier, Kian could not be separated from watching her.

With a careful step, Ann went into the bathroom to change her pajamas. She wiped the rest of the make up on her face in a hurry. After applying skincare at night, he rushed out while tiptoeing to the bed that was not far from Kian's bed. Once her body had fully burst apart, Ann exhaled a sigh of relief. He closed his eyes calmly.

"Good night, Ann. Have a good night" Kian said after seeing Ann begin to shut down.

Ann was shocked, her breathing was stifled. He looked quickly at the bed. So Daritadi Kian hasn't slept?? And Ann took pains to move to and fro without making a sound like a fool!?

Nimbly Ann shuffled to sit and watch over Kian who was already closed.

"So you haven't slept?!" sumpul Ann is upset.

Kian did not reply, but he smiled amusedly considering Ann's behavior a few minutes ago.

"Kian! I know you haven't slept." Ann got up from her bed and stepped wide into Kian's bed.

Hearing Ann's footsteps approaching her, Kian opened her eyes and could no longer hold back her laughter. He pulls the blanket over his entire body but Ann pulls the blanket and tickles Kian's stomach with emotion.

"Hahaha .. stop, Ann!" pinta Kian pleads while fending off Ann's hand.

Instead of stopping, Ann even more bitterly tickled Kian's stomach until the man let out tears holding amused. Kian's laughter filled the room, Ann also laughed to see her husband's face reddened by holding back the amused.

"Ann, please. Hahaha ..."

"Hahaha .." The laughter grew louder, he could no longer fend off Ann's hand using only his left hand.

As her hands grew tired, Ann stopped her tickling and climbed into the bed. He was used to sitting on the bed when he was feeding the man who now depended on him. Although already sleepy, Kian finally rose from the fall and positioned his body parallel to Ann.

"Tomorrow you can go home. Mr. Halim will pick us up at nine" said Ann Lirih.

Kian did not say, he already knew it from the Sister who had injected drugs into him. Some of his wounds had already begun to dry up, but the support of his arm he still had to wear for the next two months. Cracks of the collarbone and the bones of his arm took a long time to heal.

"Kian, I'm dreaming!" Ann squeezed Kian's arm out weakly.

"Yes, I've been told to know the Sister earlier," said Kian not excited. He loved his time together and Ann was in this place. When they get home, will Ann stay attentive to her?

"Owh, yes, if you already know. Maybe tomorrow Papa will come here too, get ready to hear Papa's talk tomorrow!"

Smiling wryly, he looked at Ann who was sitting quietly in her bed. As if Ann no longer hesitated to lower her pride in front of Kian.

"Thank God that I can go home, I'm so tired of being here!" lamentation Kian lies. He noticed every change in Ann's face, but the woman turned and twisted the edge of Kian's blanket.

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