Forced to Marry a Geeky Girl
God is so good to me.

The two went home together, although in the car there was still silence Fana was reluctant to speak because her husband always said spicy to her.

Giving up is the path the woman chose.

"Phanes. You want to eat again?" Kenan tries to suppress his ego so that the wife does not continue to silence him. You think being kept in the roommate is good? Of course not, you don't know the man's torment when Fana silenced him.

Kenan exhaled his coarse breath as

Fana did not respond to him.

"Fana, can you not be angry constantly at me. I'm sorry if I accidentally hurt you, from now on I will try to suppress my ego so you don't continue to suffer with me." Kenan clasped his wife's hand while he was driving.

"I don't like your mouth that always says sharp Ken, I'm ashamed." Fana conveyed her frustration.

"Yes, from now on I'll try to be quiet when my voice has no benefit." Kenan had never before been this serious to his wife.

"Sorry." Connect again.

"Don't try to insult me again. I'm not a forgiving Fana, this Fana beside you is a mortal who always wants to avenge every pain I get."

"Yes I'll try." Kenan said seriously.

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Since then Kenan has been very careful when talking. But strangely his body was getting here the more he did not taste food he liked some of the stinging smells including the smell of his own perfume. And another one that Kenan does not like is the aroma of cooked rice. Really Kenan's stomach felt stirred by the aroma.

Almost every morning the man was always nauseous, even though there was nothing he vomited at all.

"It looks like you should go to the doctor. I really can't watch you like this." Fana rubbed the hair of her husband who was now lying on his lap.

"Fana, I want to do a test back on our baby. My feeling is that if our baby has two instead of just one." Kenan has thought that way many times.

"That's too hopeful for Ken." Fana nosed her husband's nose she was anxious with Kenan who was acting sweet like this.

"Fana I've built our own dream house. I want to have many children from you." Kenan smiled at the thought that he would have many children with his wife. "But I want to have four daughters and two sons."

"A lot, you'd better give birth." Fana pursed her lips.

Kenan woke up from his sleep, "Wake up and get ready we have to go to the doctor."

Kenan smiled broadly when the doctor said that the child in his stomach was indeed twins.

"Fana, you see I'm never wrong, right?" Kenan could not hold himself back by continuously peeling his wife's face.

Kenan took his wife to their new home. She wants her children to live in this house.

Fana flicked herself up in front of the mirror and noticed her slippery shape, because her appetite could never be controlled.

There is no longer a smooth tapered face.The face is now increasingly grown in many pimples and black plaques. He touched his own cheek, "I'm getting worse" he said sadly.

"Not said who? you're getting pretty." Kenan approached her with a glass of pregnant milk and a few pieces of cake.

"Not to sweeten your mouth still stinks of vomit." Fana approached her husband she was sure if her husband had just finished vomiting evident with his eyes that I also adore with his lips wet.

"Hm, I threw up again to make milk for you. Because kissing cooked rice. It turns out that being pregnant is very difficult, God is very good to me. Give this feeling so I respect you more. Thank you for the opportunity you gave me even though I asked for it by force from you." Kenan peeped his wife's left shoulder