Don't Force Us to Get Married!
Opening Your Own Aib

Sora slammed into his mother's arms as soon as he reached his parents' house.

"Mother ... I miss my mother very much" said the woman in her arms.

"Mother too" replied Arum.

Once satisfied, they sat on the living room sofa. Don't forget Dimas kissed the back of his hand.

Sora looked inside the house, looking for a figure that was now invisible.

"Dad is having business" said Ms. Arum as if she knew what was currently on her daughter's mind.

"But you know I want to come here, Mom?"

"Dad left since this morning, he said to come home rather late. I haven't told your father yet that you came here."

Sora nodded his head.

"It's good that you don't exist. I can breathe more freely," Sora said as she stroked her chest. Ms. Arum just commented on the small smile.

"Ah yes, Dimas. What do you want to drink? Let me let you. Warm or cold? Coffee, want?" haggle the middle-aged woman.

"No need to bother, ma'am. Later if thirsty I can ask Sora to take it," said the man and got a sharp look from Sora.

"Eh, who wants to make it? You can make your own in the kitchen" exclaimed the woman and received a reprimand from her mother.

"Soraaaa ..."

Sora showed off a row of neat-looking teeth. "Hehehe ... Sorry, mum. I'm just kidding."

"A wife should serve her husband well, dear. So I hope you can serve your husband well too" Arum said.

"Yes, mom. But kan-"

"Without but, son. Anyway, Dimas is your husband. And for Dimas too, be a good husband to your daughter. Don't make your daughter hurt. I beg you very much."

Dimas nodded in understanding. "I will try to be the best, even though this Sora is often annoying" the man replied.

"You're a bitch! Why is it me?" sora did not accept.

"Indeed you're the one who sucks" said Dimas not to lose.

"You're throwing stones, hiding your hands. You're the one who sucks. Not that I'm sorry, you just keep kissing me and it makes me even more upset with you."

"really?"

"You know what?"

"What?"

"You just opened up our disgrace in front of your own mother."

Sora was silent. He recalled what he had just said in front of his mother. And as soon as he turned to look at the mother, the middle-aged woman seemed to be holding back a smile.

"Mom's happy with your confession. At least it makes the mother have hope to soon get a grandchild."

"Huh, grandchild?" Sora looked at Dimas, as soon as he remembered the man's words on their wedding day.

"Don't be surprised, got a big Dimas."

Sora shuddered to himself. He couldn't imagine himself doing that. It would definitely hurt and tear through her intimate area.

Sora shook her head. "No, no, no. Please don't say that again, mother."

"Why?" ask ma Arum astonished.

"How can a post-marriage get offspring, mother? There is nothing fundamental for us to do a body relationship" replied Sora.

"There," said Dimas.

Sora and Bu Aruna stared at Dimas simultaneously.

"What?" ask Sora then.

"On the basis of force as well."

Sora immediately glared at the man and pinched Dimas' arm making the man groan in pain.

"Aawww ..."

"About talk! I thought what would I do to do that with you?"

"I told you, one day you came to me, gave yourself up willingly."

Dimas's answer again got a pinch from Sora. Ms. Arum who watched her reviewed a smile while shaking her head. He believes that what happened to his daughter and daughter-in-law today is the seed of love between them. Starting from mutual hate and prestige, it will slowly turn into a fall in heart. It's all just a matter of time.

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