Forced Relocation of Conglomerate Girls
Chapter 23: The Protective Husband

"Sister Robbin, stop!"

Robbin's rough gust of breath hit Clay's face, he straightened his seat while rubbing his face with both palms. "Otherwise?" tanyanya then, furious.

Clay tidied his hair and clothes slightly disheveled. Bleeding several times to normalize the heartbeat, he took one of the sofa cushions and placed it on his lap. "Why are you going to tell me nothing? Even the phone is dead. Robbin was on purpose, right? Don't want to be bothered being with that woman?"

"Gini, I used to ask all those questions in your head!" furious Robbin. He does not want any obstacles when trying to reach the top. Enough has been held back since the arrival and the fear associated with the female gender creatures.

"That's it, Robbin, nothing else." Clay blinked his eyes also raised all three fingers as a sign of his earnestness.

"Well, I'll explain it briefly, okay." Robbin exhaled before letting out an aggravation given the carelessness Meghan— co-worker took a week ago.

"Come on," urged Clay impatiently, he yelled at the floor wrapped in a grey fur carpet. The bare foot was a little amused by the movement. Her mind and soul were struggling to be touched by her husband. But not now. He needs to know more about what Robbin does during work.

"My hostel fell into the water" Robbin said.

"Well, what child do I believe?" Clay folded his hands in front of his chest.

"Your disbelief explains it" Robbin said, clamping Clay's nose at a glance. He smiled as his wife's lips pursed.

"I know Brother Robbin isn't that stupid."

"It wasn't me who dropped it, it was him, "Robbin replied as he pulled Clay's shoulder, then both arms hugged him tight from the side. "I was annoyed at first, but, yes, it was unintentional."

"Why not borrow that woman's phone to tell you?"

"I don't memorize your number" I'm Robbin.

"Evil! Though I memorized the number hp to the number of Kak Robbin's pants!" swear Clay then blushed embarrassed.

"Oh, that's it, so I also have to know your pants number, including the one hidden behind it," said Robbin. Just thinking about it already made his entire senses stiffen.

The two people who were drunk in love also seduced each other, urging each other in spoiled jokes. Each tickle until laughter echoed to every corner of the living room.

"Sister Robbin, I'm hungry" Clay whined away from Robbin.

Robbin uses his fingers to tidy up Clay's messy hairbrushes. "We have to go shopping, supplies run out."

"Yes, come!" Clay pulled Robbin's arm while standing up.

Robbin got up from his seat and wrapped his arms around Clay's slender hips. Pulling more tightly towards him, then he lightly kissed the head of the wife. He had not expected to have found a woman as perfect as Claymira Marcusya.

Once done get ready the two headed to the super market. Means buying some types of fruits and vegetables are also canned drinks. Don't forget to buy fresh meat and fish.

The doors of the first-floor building were opened when visitors entered. The blistering weather outside is in stark contrast to the coolness inside this all-round super market.

Clay grabbed Robbin's arm as usual, he pulled the man to follow him. Although his childish behavior did not make Robbin furious, the husband felt anxious instead of upset.

Robbin and Clay walked to one of the rows of shelves filled with canned drinks. Both take their own liking.

When Robbin finds Clay talking to a young white and blonde. He approached them while glaring and rebuking him. And, he did not care if he was considered a protective husband.

"Sister Robbin, what the fuck, anyway?" grouse Clay. "They just asked where some stuff was."

Clay's ranum lips reviewed the smile. Almost laughed instead, just not wanting to ruin something rare. It is rare that Robbin expresses feelings towards him and this is as he remembers first.

Finished shopping, Robbin did not go anywhere anymore. Reducing wandering in public places is a solution. He did not want the people who attacked at the airport to know of his whereabouts.

"Sister Robbin, we've circled this road twice, and it should have been faster that way." Appoint Clay, not knowing why Robbin went around and looking for a route some distance from home.

"Walking around with you is fun." Robbin's lie, so Clay doesn't panic. He occasionally glanced in the direction of the rearview mirror, completely making sure no one was tailing.

Clay reached out his hand as he pinched Robbin's cheek. "Oh, so sweet. It's even sweeter when we get there. I'm hungry Brother Robbin, your flutter can't keep my stomach full."

Robbin's laughter boomed, Clay's facial expression as it sulked was too adorable. The woman's lips were thickened, until Robbin pulled closer and gave a cursory kiss.

"Ih, watch the road" Clay grumbled. Realizing how dangerous Robbin's actions just now were. "You know, it's doubled."

Robbin's head shook softly when he heard Clay's grunt. He even wanted to taste those sweet lips again. And, it's true the concentration is just this close to Clay.

After the extended journey ended, Robbin rushed out the entire grocery bag. Let Clay walk first to open the door.

Clay looked enthusiastic once the bags were placed on the table. "Where's my strobery?"

Robbin also searched for other bags while removing the ingredients needed for the menu this time. He smiled as soon as he found his wife's favorite fruit. Without saying he walked towards the water tap, washed some seeds then put them on a plate.

"Well, Robbin found it." Clay stood behind Robbin suddenly hugging his waist at a glance and picked up a piece.

The originally tensed body immediately relaxed as soon as Clay moved away. Robbin exhaled and then stepped towards the table.

"Heemm, seger," Clay chirped. "Sister Robbin would like to?"

"Thank you, it's too acidic" Robbin said, shuddering as if he felt it.

"really?" Clay approached, touching the chest of the field clad in Robbin's plain black t-shirt. He took a strawberry with his other hand. "Now, Brother Robbin shut his eyes."

"Don't fuck around!" sergeant Robbin.

Clay chuckles. "Come on, just for a second."

Instead of refusing loudly Robbin complied with the wife's strange request. He leisurely waited for what was to happen, and felt Clay's fingers touching his lower lip. Instantly thousands of ants invaded, he was about to open his eyes, but the woman's palm covered it.

And, Clay slowly slipped the red fruit between his lips and left his lentic finger there. Robbin chews slowly. It made the pent-up desire swirl in his stomach.

"Aaw, Robbin's brother, uh, was bitten instead! Sebel!"

"So he said he was hungry and playing games. Been sitting there let me make something," said Robbin half-laughing as he spoke because he saw the annoyance on his woman's face

The next moment the bell rang periodically, Clay got up from his seat. "Let me open."

"Sit down, let me, please" Robbin said, he had to determine who the guests were. Not willing to take the risk just in case, people have bad intentions of visiting.

Robbin peeked through the peephole in the door. His breathing had choked for a few seconds before the two people out there showed a secret code.