Boss Come Here Please!
#Hororary Film
Arga came back to carry my body which was actually able to walk on its own, and do anything on his own, but somehow he always treated me like a paralytic lately.
I poked my hand at the nape of his neck, his steps were firm but as deep as water, the look on his face immediately seriously painted the charm of what it was, but I honestly started to like it, but I actually started to like it, it was as if this was a command in my subconscious, for me to fall for this ripe old man.
"Enough!, you don't have to keep staring at my face", He rolled his eyes at me who was still merried by his manly soul.
"Who looks you in the face, why am I doing it anyway?", I refute the sentence that Arga had just uttered.
He seemed to be thinning his eyes, as if he was upset with me, but actually he really could not vent his frustration this time.
Arga put me on the bed, with lightning fast nailed his hand between my thighs while bowing his face to align with mine.
"We are enjoying our honeymoon, but can only be home because you are sick, then what do you want to do to kill your boredom?" Arga said.
"Are you bored?".
"So, I never get bored if all that I do is with you", again he throws up a dreadful sentence that makes me a little nauseous.
"Don't talk like that!".
"Why?", asked Arga curiously.
"I'm a little nauseous to hear your words just now", I said without sin.
Because hearing the words of ridicule from me Arga immediately pushed my body so that it made me fall asleep on the bed, then deftly he overcame my body with both elbows nailed between my head.
Arga brought her nose closer to my nose and created a gentle friction between our noses.
"You've been getting good at teasing your husband huh, Asta?", said Arga.
I could feel a warm gust of breath faintly coming down my nose "if you don't get sick today, maybe I've eaten you, because it's too anxious",Arga said with his nose still moving towards the temple and then down to my cheek.
"All right, I'm not gonna tease you anymore. But please don't be like this, I'm really uncomfortable".
"Which position can make you comfortable, Miss Arga?", is really a very difficult question sentence for me to answer.
Um....
I thought hard to string the right words together to answer his silly question sentence.
"Film?!, what movie do you want to watch", he said curiously.
"You have any CD, I'll choose it myself".
Arga laughed out loud hearing the word cd spoken from my lips "you live in what era, to still watch movies through cd", he said.
"Then what?".
"Streaming movies, you can choose any genre of film but no romance drama,ok", he said, asserting that he did not like romantic dramas.
Arga took the television remote and sorted out which one I would choose "what genre do you like?", he said, still busy with the television remote in his hand.
"Hororor" I answered briefly, I remember this genre is the most favorite in my life, with watching horror movies can spur someone's adrenaline, tense and shocked sensations that make me really enjoy horror movies.
Suddenly Arga let out a grinning smile that was very scary for me "you want this, don't regret it, later".
Arga clicks on the title selection of The Nun,
The Nun's story revolves around an attempt to uncover the mystery of the death of the Demon Nun Valak. This revelation also targeted the next scandal: the secrets of the monastery that had been hidden.
I frowned in astonishment at Arga's expression, but I still glanced at the television to start watching the film.
"If you are afraid, my shoulders and chest are ready to hold back your fear, Asta", Arga said confidently.
I just glanced at him, "do you like watching movies, Arga?".
"Once upon a time, I accompanied Vienna to her favorite horror movie".
"Vienna?!, who is she?", I frowned in surprise.
Arga seemed stammered at my sentence, then with a thousand moves he was able to divert my question, "look, the movie has started!", cried Arga disperse my question, I asked, so my attention was immediately drawn to the direction of the television.
Shortly after the suspenseful film began, frightening and tense things appeared, creating a tense atmosphere in our room that night.
But scene after scene really did not scare me at all, but inversely proportional to Arga, sometimes he screamed in fear, stuck on my shoulder, he said, hugging me tightly even he looked for an opportunity by burrowing his face into my chest, so it really made me very upset.
"a man of stout stature, yet afraid of satanic films" I snorted inwardly as I looked at Arga in his own frenzy.