Binding, Binding Promise
The Part 28
"Why would you ask a chef as good as my wife if you didn't want to get married? Because the solution of your desire is only one, marry an Indonesian woman!" Zain's great-grandson was still in a state of holding back laughter. He enjoyed his role as a winner so much that he gave no room for Aroon to tease him.
"Yes, okay. I admit defeat, because until then I won't be able to do the advice you gave me unless I meet that woman again." Aroon said as he looked at Zain with a reassuring look.
"Meet that woman again? What do you mean?"
"Are you meeting a new woman?"
"I mean, the woman you want to get then you leave after you're satisfied playing with her?"
"Don't do that!"
"If you get your karma, you'll cry alone without being able to do anything."
"There are so many women you hurt, if you dare to do it this time, not even God will be silent." Babe Zain pointed at Aroon's handsome face.
Aroon who was spoken to could only be silent at once sighing harshly, he listened but he also ignored. He realized, what Zain said was true, but he also could not control himself when the women teased him. Isn't the love relationship fun? If Aroon could enjoy any woman he wanted his heart to without being tied to the wedding ropes, then why would he get married? That was what Aroon thought without fear of sin.
"I know what you're thinking, so it's enough to get here."
"I mean, if you only think about the relationship between a man and a woman only as a matter of bed, then you're wrong. It's a big mistake." Zain spoke in a soft tone of voice, hoping that Aroon could accept his words with a chest of air. Because Zain knew his friend very well, seeing from the expression Aroon showed, he seemed to think about Zain's words with great caution.
"That's it, Zain. Those women are teasing me anyway. You need to take notes, those who tease me, and I'm not the one who teases him." Aroon defended himself.
Zain looked exhausted, he leaned his tired body on the back of the sofa with a rough sigh. Netra Zain opened as he realized his lap felt heavy.
"My Yunas are here?" Zain fixed his sitting position. He hugged Yuna's body while smiling meaningfully. Suddenly his fatigue evaporated into space. Sounds silly, but that's the truth. Staring at Yuna's face like this made her feel happy.
"Yes, I'm here. Where else can I go? I'll always stick to you, like this and this close." Yuna who was sitting on Zain's lap tightened her embrace even more.
" Tired?"
"Mmmm!" Zain answered Yuna as briefly as he could.
"Do you want me to relieve your fatigue?" Yuna asked again, but this time she let go of her embrace, she cupped her husband's handsome face while staring at the shady netra of a Zain De Lucca.
"How are you gonna do it?"
Without saying a word, Yuna slowly began unbuttoning the shirt that Zain was using, from the bottom up. Really, Zain could not think what action Yuna would take after the shirt she was wearing opened to reveal her front body.
"W-what are you doing?" Zain asked nervously. Her breathing rose and fell irregularly, seeing the look on her husband's surprised face made Yuna smile spoiled.
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