Forced to Marry a Geeky Girl
Healthy dishes.

Kenan and Shafana go down the stairs for dinner, Kenan hooks his fingers into his wife's hands either to pretend to be romantic in front of his parents, or it's his own desire.

"You have to go on your honeymoon" said papa at his home evening

"Ken will set the schedule as soon as possible Ma, Mama don't have to think about this problem ya."

"Go Ken, let papa take care of some of your business."

"Alright, but Ken also needs time to finish Kenan's work."

Everyone continued to eat dinner in silence, especially Shafana who never thought why Kenan said he would go on a honeymoon with her.

"Is Kenan planning to eliminate me? Is he going to push me away from the tower or the tall hotel that's there? Where am I supposed to be? I'm not ready to die a virgin." Inwardly, Fana screamed.

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Not wanting to be back in the play Shafana escape from before her husband, she more undoes her rituals tonight than have to face the behavior of her husband who seemed strange this late.

"Basan sucks, I'd rather just sleep than face a mean guy like him." Shafana pulls the blanket to the metupi all over her body up to the neck.

"Why do you look so beautiful now, I even forget the last time you looked ugly." Kenan stood looming on the side of the bed his eyes could not be separated from the woman who had officially become his wife.

Kenan circled the bed and lay down next to Fana.

"Actually what's happened to me, why everything that's on you suddenly looks beautiful." Kenan again satirized.

Kenan brought her face closer to that beautiful face, Fana was more beautiful without those damn glasses, her lentic eyelashes were clearly visible, Kena really liked it.

The faces of the two were getting closer, Kenan could feel the regular breathing from the woman, their noses had already touched when suddenly.

"What are you doing? You want to steal a kiss from me." Shafana says hoarse.

Kenan was surprised, so surprised he jumped out of bed.

"You awake?"

"Yes I wake up, I'm asleep not dead."

"It's so bad for him." Kenan is back.

"Basic freak." Fana enters the bathroom.

Kenan's stomach ached suddenly, and was forced to bang on the bathroom.

"Fana hurry out my stomach hurts!"

"Yes a minute." Shafana went out and went straight to the dresser she was reluctant to miss her nightly routine, even though the night was getting late.

As long as Shafana at the Kenan dressing table is round back to the bathroom, if it is not wrong to count Kenan already four times the circle back.

"You why?" Shafana approached her husband, unwittingly wiping the sweat that condensed on Kenan's forehead, for a moment Kenan was stunned by his wife's treatment.

"I have a stomachache."

"So before dinner did you eat something else?"

"No, after lunch I didn't eat anything."

"You sure?"

"Hm."

"Let's just remember the times you were snacking haphazardly outside." The word snack indiscriminately now sounds ambiguous in Kenan's ears, pajan haphazard whole-life Kenan has never been snacked on other than doing it with his lover. Damn what his wife means is definitely not that snack.

"I don't snack indiscriminately, for what I snack outside while in my house there are healthy dishes even though the appearance is not attractive." Kenan replied with ambiguous sentences anyway, but dear Shafana was too innocent and did not realize the meaning of her husband.

"Yes, you better not snack outside will be more dehat if you eat dishes at home."

"But the owner never offered me." Kenan again answered outside the path his wife was referring to.

"You are, all the dishes in this house are yours you don't have to wait for the offer, if you want you can take it yourself without asking for permission."

Kenan shouts the victory penub. "Yes next time I'll eat it even if it's not offered."

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