False Passion (Selfish Marriage)
48. Lucky Wife

The woman in the arms was thinking hard about the man who was holding her tightly. Silence feels stiff and refrains from moving. It raises a million arguments in the head about what the possibility is that the man is feeling.

Back to the thought so far. The notion of a weathered man who is so reckless to put an ad for the sake of getting a wife.

Could it..

Could it be that Benn was really a weathered man like his joke all along...

Oh God,! what a coincidence if it was.Just exactly the prophecy. But, isn't the age having been very modern with the most up-to-date medical equipment..

Benn with abundant treasures, it would be very easy for the man to get treatment and healing. Then, if it's not that weathered, what exactly does Bennard lack, until he puts an ad and then picks one?

It is also impossible if there is no lover, Benn is a man who looks perfectly flawless.

"Beeeenn,,,," called Eril very gently and quietly. Waiting for a thump with the response Benn will give.

It doesn't sound like anything from Benn. But there was a response to his call. That tightly coiled burly hand slowly loosened.

"Benn, I want to take a blanket. It's been very cold. Hugged me again" said Eril carefully. Back pounding waiting to welcome a response from Benn.

The hand came back more loosened and actually pulled it past the embrace.

"Before a while, Benn," Eril got up and sat down. Wanted to glance at Benn's, but the man had gone on his stomach faster than his eye movements. Benn seemed to have deliberately kept the shot out of his sight.

Between pity and worry, Eril suddenly wanted to laugh. But he was arrested, really wanting to laugh but afraid of sin,, more precisely, afraid of being offended by him!

Benn does look pityful as well as laughable. Cowering and protecting his shot. Completely cast off the image of a Benn who was often arrogant with his unwilling attitude towards Eril.

Eril grabbed a blanket that was still folded neatly had not been touched at the end. Opened and stretched perfectly wide. Covered Benn to the neck so as not to cold.

Eve peak that was so cold had been aggravated by the AC that had been ignited by the man. It's like being obsessed with living on the polar land with the Eskimos!

"Benn, you want me to give you a massage, will you,,?" eril asked gently while stroking Benn's thick, straight hair.

"No, Eril. Here, sleep with me again," said Benn llirih and raucously. The man had been sleeping on his side again and was not lying down.

Not wanting to be asked twice, Eril slashed down quickly and faced Benn. The burly hand immediately greeted her by hugging her back. His eyes were still perfectly closed with his forehead slightly frowning. Benn still looks to be holding back the pain.

And whether it hurts what is being detained, Eril of course does not understand. Clearly, the man looked freshly fit a moment ago.

"Benn, what exactly is it? Sick? What pain?" eril asked no longer if he kept quiet.

"I'm suddenly very sick with a headache, Ril," Benn replied as he continued to curl.

"Too sick?" ask Eril back.

"Yes, it hurts so much. I'm sorry, Ril," said Benn, tightening his arms.

"Not really. Only sometimes. Already, Eril.. Please, I want to just hug you and be quiet," Benn said softly.

Eril was completely silent. Benn won't tell the truth. The man was not completely honest.

Also be sad if you keep pressing. Given that there was already a partition and agreement between the two of them. And maybe Benn just thinks Eril's a paid woman. So, Benn felt no obligation to explain the open and detailed.

The woman without clothing a thread was silent with eyes that began to dim and dim. Enjoying the comfortable embrace of a man who is like him. Equally plain behind a stretch of a blanket.

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White men who actually need urgent massage, choose to refuse the offer of massage by the wife. Prefer to withstand the intense pain in his head, rather than having to slam his pride more.

Already so embarrassing as to lose before the war, it was impossible for Benn to ask the woman who had been let down even more. Benn felt that there was no more face if he asked Eril to massage his body.

Benn's head, which was now feeling much more pain than usual, had gradually subsided. Even then, Benn could still carry himself with the car driven to wait for a masseuse. But this time it was much worse. Opening my eyes feels so heavy. Benn really felt himself to be a useless man.

Only very grateful to Eril who seemed patient to him. It is not at all forcing to know and tends not to care. Eril's non-urgent attitude is what makes Benn feel comfortable. Like a hermit who gets a sense of security to hide behind the shell.

Benn tightened another hug on the plain body that is well-shaped. Just hugging and throwing away his desires. The pain in the head really starts to subside slowly. Feeling so relieved that very. Convinced that the woman who is being embraced is a panacea with various properties. Eril was a lucky wife to her.

Benn woke up slowly after getting out of the blanket and tidied back to Eril's body. Stay away from the bed and pick up the cell phone at the table. Then go into the bathroom and lock it very tightly.

"Hallooo," said Benn as soon as the new number was dialed.

"Yes, morning..Right, this is Benn." Benn.

"I'd like to ask you for more therapy" Benn told someone on a mobile phone.

"Yes, I want to try it again" said Benn again.

"alright. What day did you meet?" ask Benn. Back and forth in his spacious bathroom.

"I don't know. I'll tell you again. Schedule me first, '" said Benn answering a question.

"Yes, yeah. Thank you for your service" said Benn at last. The phone was dead and Benn put it over the sink just dry.

The man who was super upset was heading to the heart of the bathroom and flushed the body of his jar with a torrent of water that radiated out of the shower. Want to freeze heartfelt with water that is again allowed to remain cold.

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The woman in the blanket had opened her eyes quickly. Pay attention to the man who looks slumped and messy when left asleep. Now it looks very handsome and returns neat despite being sharp eyes. No more snuggling in blankets. But had slept on his back without a blanket and seemed quite fierce as a handsome man. Benn had swapped clothes with the fragrance of soap so characteristic that it was his choice.

The dawn seems to have passed. Just ignore the sleeping man. Eril is going to the kitchen to meet the assistant of the house, mbak Sri. Want to say hello this morning and try to give a little appeal, maybe it can give a leak about Benn even a little!