Forced to Get Married Pregnant (Anna And Logan)
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Anna and Logan stared at the small bed in a green butterfly pattern. Sure, want to sleep together in this narrow place?

Logan sighed, turning his body towards the room window. "When did the rain stop?" lamented annoyance.

Anna glanced at him from behind her shoulder, grumbling silently. "No stop, no matter how many times you complain. Which is even more so."

Tired of standing, Anna sat down by the side of the bed, glancing at the pillow that there was only one. Logan followed the direction of Anna's gaze approaching the wardrobe. The girl took out a pillow and a sheath.

Logan had just approached her, while Anna was sitting on the pillow with a white sheath. Seeing this, there was a speculation that he immediately asked.

"You seriously want to sleep in this bed with me?"

Anna looked at him cynically. "Do you want to sleep on the floor?"

"Yes, no. And I won't let you sleep on the floor either." Logan immediately answered the question, which he had expected to have strung together in Anna's brain. "But are you sure you want to sleep in bed with me? You're still traumatized on .. ah, that's it!"

Anna understood, Logan must have remembered what happened at the Manchester hotel that night. He paused for a moment, then suddenly stood up. "Yes, I slept in Tasya's room aja—"

Before Anna stepped towards the door, Logan immediately grabbed her hand. Anna stared and was stunned as she glanced at the hand.

"Don't!" prevent Logan. "You want to be questioned by your parents?"

It's troublesome, anyway. Anna thinks. "But we are not comfortable sleeping in a tight bed."

Just a breath coming out of Logan's mouth. Even so, he but could not let Anna dismantle this bad ulcer of their marriage.

Logan moved to the edge of the bed, sitting while pensive for a moment. "Sleep here ..." Logan patted his bed slowly. "At my side."

Anna's wrinkle signifies disapproval. Indifferently Anna turned around while muttering inwardly. "Care is the same thing mom and dad think. I don't want to sleep in bed with Logan!"

Before Anna does that, Logan will prevent it again. As fast as lightning the man ran in front of the door, intercepting Anna. His gaze was serious, undaunted a little. "Not said it!"

"Why not?" challenge Anna while putting her right hand on her waist.

"You want to embarrass me?" snapping Logan, his tone began to rise.

"Usually you don't care about that?" reply Anna, absolutely no shrieking. Logan took a breath. Had he not been threatened by Papa, he probably would not have cared about this.

"I said, no!"

Alrighty! Anna's gaze narrowed. He moved quickly to the right slightly, then inched to the left. Logan followed his movements and was almost fooled. Anna doesn't lose her mind, she steps on Logan's big toe.

"Oh, shit!" his screams, holding his feet.

Anna's devious smile grew, rushing her towards the door and grabbing the knobs. Logan's negligence was only fleeting, the man quickly grabbed Anna's hand, instantly pulling her in a hug. Anna's surprised. However, Logan lost his balance right then and there. Spontaneously he clenched his body, and placed his hand behind Anna's head.

A second later they fell down with Logan's back landing on the floor. Anna's eyes whizzed, her heart almost dislodged as the seconds unfolded. He lifted his head, looking at Logan who was grimacing.

Though Logan fell, but Anna was questioned by him with a raucous voice. "Are you okay?"

Anna was stunned, her eyes were flattering. "Why are you protecting me?"

What kind of question is that, Logan was dumbfounded. "Of course I should. You're pregnant with my son, you forgot?"

How could Anna have forgotten, and had guessed that the main reason was because of it. "But why don't you let me fall so I can miscarry? Aren't you happy if that happens?"

"What are you talking about?!" logan, snapping with wide, sharp eyes. "Keep out of my body! Your body is heavy, you know!"

The sound of knocking on the door made the two look over. The sound of mama's voice, Anna hurriedly moved with misgivings, Logan was the same. The two stood at the door, wagging their clothes, and Anna opened the door.

Anna scowled, glancing at the lady's luggage. "Mama? What's up?"

Mama's eyes are round. "So, Mama heard a loud bang. What's going on?"

Logan and Anna glanced at each other groggily, confused looking for an excuse. "Ah, no, Ma. Logan was jumping over the mosquito, "Anna replied uncertainly, and practically the reason was that she got a sharp look from Logan.

Strange as it sounds, my mom can't say anything. "Yes, this is a nightgown for Logan to wear."

Spontaneous mama said while giving her the clothes she had been carrying since. "Whose clothes are you, Ma?" ask Anna and accept it.

"This is your father's shirt first. It's still good and worth wearing. Yes, new disposable because you know your own father that sleep only wear a sarong, do not feel at home wear a nightgown," replied the mother, without hesitation to open the habit of her husband in front of her daughter-in-law.

Anna grinned, ashamed of it being heard by Logan. "O, that. Em ... Ma's. Does Mama have koyo?"

"Koyo?" Mama parroted, her eyes round.

Anna returned to the room with a pack of coyos and balms. Logan gasped, as he stared at himself in front of the glass after being ready to wear pajamas given by mama.

"The book fits" Anna commented as she walked towards the bed, then sat there.

"Not really. His pants are hanging." Logan looked down for a moment, watching his pajama trousers that were over his ankles.

Anna's mouth was round without a sound. "Yes, here sit down, keep undressing" said Anna, opening the top of the package she was carrying.

"Why what?" ask Logan, plain, astonished.

"Ck!" Anna looked at him irritatedly. "You're sick, aren't you? Nih! I'm tempelin koyo."

A koyo? Logan looked at the object that Anna was pointing at in wonder, because it was the first time he saw it. Without much protest, he sat back to Anna, then undressed her.

White and heavy on his back! Praise Anna inwardly, secretly stunned for quite a while. Logan was stunned to realize there was no koyo touch attached to his back.

"Why? Are you stunned by my white back?" ledek Logan, grinning jail. It was undeniable, but Anna denied it.

Anna hissed irritatedly while gluing the koyo by hitting it rather hard. "Oh, what a bitch!" yells.

"You!" Suddenly, Logan squirmed and screamed. "The cruel wife! Husband's sick, beaten up."

"Yes! Why indeed? I'm not the same as Nina's gentle and caring, '" said Anna ketus, glued koyo again, but did not pat her hard.

Speaking of Nina, Logan's mouth clenched tightly for a moment. "That's just your mind" he said.

Anna sneers. "My money! You're still in love with Nina, aren't you?"

A question that cannot be answered by his patience. So Logan coldly knocks. "What if you're still in love? Jealousy?"

Anna was instantly stunned and the movement of her hand pressing against the koyo on Logan's back came to a halt. Of jealousy? I don't know if Anna called this attitude because of jealousy or offence.

He did not answer, instead switched by taking the last sheet of koyo, then taped it while slightly pressing to the lower waist on the right. "Is this side sick?"

Logan hissed and squirmed. "Have known pain, instead of being pressured!" his protest.

"I just sorted it out a little bit so that the pain was a little less," said Anna, but no longer sniffed. "Now lie down, keep lying down. I want to pierce your shoulders with your hands."

Logan glanced at Anna from above his shoulders. "That's enough, my body's fine." Anna is insensitive that Logan intends to ask for a break. However, Anna insisted.

"Look! Hurry up, fast sleep! This Abis I'm going to sleep, right!"

Women who like to dominate! Logan refused again, and finally complied. Anna started rubbing the balm against Logan's right shoulder, then squeezed it a bit slowly. Logan remained silent as he looked at Anna, who looked solemnly massaging her shoulders and arms stretched out over her thighs.

Anna suddenly glanced at him for a moment, then said, "Why do I think that's so?"

Logan nodded, then clumsy. "That's not okay."

Anna chuckles. "Say if I'm beautiful."

Logan's lips pout. "Well, you're a girl. You say handsome?" logan closed his eyes.

"Ah, whatever," snorted Anna. "By the way, my massage feels, right?"

"Hmm .. yes, not too tight," muttered Logan.

"So of course, I'm not talented at massaging like Tasya."

Logan said in his heart that Anna's massage was delicious, but different from the words that came out of Logan's mouth. "It feels good, really."

"Huh, what?" Anna tilted her head slightly, looking at Logan in surprise.

"The massage," hissed Logan, anxious.

Somehow, a few minutes had passed, Anna had finished massaging Logan, until the man fell asleep. Then, Anna patted the man's arm. "Logan! Logan! Put on her clothes first," called Anna, exclaiming softly.

Logan's body wriggled and spun on his back. "I want to sleep like this. There are no mosquitoes, right?" raucous.

"No. Yeah, it's up to you." Then Anna lay down while covering her body with a blanket.

The lights in Anna's room were turned off. The rain outside is getting heavier, both are still comfortable sleeping in the middle of the weather is quite cool and good for sleeping.[]