Failing to Get Married Because of Fat
134. First morning

Since Tsamara's turtle neck shirt was absent, he was forced to wear makeshift clothes. Red T-shirts and creamy hotpants.

After setting herself in front of the mirror, Tsamara approached her husband, who was sitting on the bed.

"Sir Thoriq, you must be hungry. Come downstairs to have breakfast with the family."

"You?" Tsamara shook her head with a smile.

"I'm having breakfast, and you're not." Reject Thoriq.

"Well, we eat in the room." Tawar Tsamara, and Thoriq nodded his head.

Tsamara immediately contacted Farah, to ask her housekeeper to deliver food to the room.

Shortly after contacting Farah, Tsamara's room door was heard on tap. The woman got up from her seat, but her hands were immediately restrained by her husband.

"Let me. You forgot what we were eating in the room for?" Thoriq got up and walked towards the door.

"Excuse me, this is the food." Two servants came to bring a tray full of food.

"Auntie just wait here, let Thoriq bring his food inside."

The man took over the food the aunt brought, and brought it inside. After putting her food on the nightstand, she approached her other aunt and took over the food again.

Now the couple is sitting on the balcony chair, enjoying breakfast together. The green vegetable menu remains Tsamara's favorite, even though her body is slim. Both eat well.

After finishing eating, both of them still look fun to enjoy the morning atmosphere from the balcony.

"This is it." Thoriq patted his own thigh.

"I mean, I'm sitting on Thoriq's lap so?" Ask doubtfully.

"Yes, why?"

Tsamara, who saw her frown, hesitantly complied with her husband's request. Sitting on his lap.

"I-I feel like a child if I sit on my lap like this brother."

Thoriq looked at his wife's face with a smile. Then put Tsamara's hand on her shoulder. While Thoriq's own hands were coiled around his wife's slender waist.

The bodies of the two were very tight, the roar of his breath sounded earthy and their gazes locked onto each other.

"Where do you want to go on your honeymoon?" Ask Thoriq.

"Honeymoon?" Birthday Tsamara while frowning, because he was thinking.

"Where, just as big brother would."

"Huh? All day in the room? Not bored?" Cerocos Tsamara stared at her chuckling husband.

"Why should I be bored? We rarely meet. It takes a lot of time to get to know each other and dive into a couple."

"Yes, but the problem is all day in the room, what are we going to do? Aren't you tired of stories?"

"Yes, anything we can do together. Baby production, play chess or whatever."

Tsamara chuckled at her husband's explanation, then nodded her head.

"It's up to you, brother." Reply the woman resigned.

After the conversation, the atmosphere went back to silence. But the gazes of the two locked each other. Then Thoriq hugged Tsamara tightly, as if he did not want to part. His wife returned his embrace with no less tightly.

A few minutes later, the two broke each other's arms. Morning kiss they do gently.

Over time, Tsamara's chest began to pound strongly. Because of misgivings if her husband will ask for morning rations. It feels sore at the bottom there, not completely gone. But she always remembered her promise in heart, to serve her husband well.

"Are you afraid, I'll ask for rations again?"

"No. Who said?" Reply Tsamara lied.

"Masa? Your face is red." Thoriq was increasingly flirting with his wife.

The two get more and more dissolved in laughter, enjoying time together as a couple.

**

While in the basement, Soffin was already pacing in front of the television while snorting in annoyance. Because from this morning until the day before noon, his brother and sister-in-law did not also show the trunk of his nose.

"Soffin, dong dong volume television. It's so tight. Boro-boro when the television is seen. It's left pacing back and forth." Farah who saw her sister was shaking her own head.

"The new Soffin is upset with Tsamara's sister and Thoriq's sister, brother. Why haven't you left the room yet? Tumben. Usually it's Tsamara's sister who wakes up Soffin." Farah chuckled at the babbling of her sister.

"Maybe they're still tired, Sof. Know for yourself, yesterday's guests who came a lot."

"But, brother. Soffin wants to play football with Thoriq's brother."

"Whoa. If you only play football, Farah can also. Come on, let's play now."

"Ngga. Boy time his opponent girl." Soffin grunts resentfully, and passes away leaving Farah.

"Crazy. I could be on the same page as my own sister."