Forced to Marry a Geeky Girl
You're wounded.

"Fana tomorrow morning I have business out of town and maybe I'll stay the night." Kenan beucap flat without taking his eyes off his dress.

"Alright, I'll prepare your needs. What do you want to bring?" Shafana now got out of bed, picked up a suitcase and opened it.

"Enough only clothes for two replacements, the rest I will prepare myself."

"Who are you going to go there with?"

"Of course with Arven, where might I go with Aunt Dora." (chief servant) whose age has entered the head of five.

"Now you'll have a honeymoon with her." Fana added on.

From his seat Kenan highlighted his wife who was packing his clothes.

Aih since when the girl wears a satin nightgown, very thin once her cleavage is also low showing its contents that are spilled out. Kenan lowered his gaze down on the woman, the length of the dress was no more than just her thighs. The snow-white skin seemed to offer itself to be touched.

"Huh." Suddenly Kenan breathed a heavy breath.

"Where did you get the clothes you were wearing?"

"This? I got it from Mama, Mama told me to wear it, so to appreciate the gift I wore it. It's comfortable when I wear it anyway."

Plainly this girl, did she not realize that there was a predator figure that had been awakened from the dead mane.

"Aren't you going to wear that short and thin outfit?"

"No, I'm used to it, sometimes I wear a bikini when I'm I'm asleep."

That sultry Kenan felt, imagining that beautiful body was only covered in a bikini.

'Ah is Kenan uncomfortable when I see him wearing this?' inwardly, Fana glanced at her own body, then moved to change her sleeping clothes.

"Where are you going?"

"Changing clothes, I don't want you to not be able to sleep because I'm so uncomfortable with my clothes."

"Don't you sleep."

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It had been two days since Kenan left, and so were his two parents-in-law.

Shafana glanced at Kenan's back, who was now walking away from her towards the closet, she refused if Shafana served her even to prepare clothes, I don't know why suddenly the man's attitude changed again when he returned from outside the city, but it's not an advantage for him, yes, he can be relieved of his duties as a wife who always goes awry in front of the man.

Fana's attention was seized as her tail caught the sound of hiss in pain emanating from the man, Fana was unable to see what was happening to the man due to Kenan's position on her back, but Fana tried to look at what happened.

"Not look at me like that." Look at even that annoying guy exactly like a psychic, who knows what Fana is doing without looking back or maybe Kenan has four eyes.

"Who looks at you." Fana screeched, "You're overconfident." he continued later.

"Review you, you'll get punished." The words are threatening.

Kenan's body slowly went into the bathroom then disappeared in that square swallow of wood. He thought about his fate as if Kenan really would punish him when the man finished cleaning himself.

Unceasingly Fana walked back and forth thinking about the possibilities.

"Why is he so long ago, is he thinking about what punishment he will give me? Is it because Mama and Papa aren't there that she's gonna wipe me out tonight?"

Shafana couldn't stop wondering what her husband would do, because he would definitely work on her, occasionally Fana put her head in front of the bathroom door but all that was heard was the sound of water splashing from behind the door.

"Is he measuring the bathroom? To estimate that my body would fit in the grave there, like in a play I've seen?" Fana patted her own forehead then grabbed her ears back.

"From just now what was heard was the sound of water, was he not doing..." This time Fana hit her head harder trying to resuscitate her dirty brain that was getting polluted.

Again Fana put her face in front of the door, without her noticing any movement from behind the door, and the face was now stuck not on the door anymore, but in a field chest decorated with fine feathers caressing Shafana cheeks, there are remnants of water there that add sexiness to the handsome man's body.

Shafana has not realized that she is now sticking her face on a man's chest, even she put her left hand on the chest.

"What are you doing?"

Shafana is strangled he is shocked not dumbstruck, the question since when he touched the chest that vibrates his entrails, Gosh this is really embarrassing.

"I-i'm me.. I'm sorry!" He was nervous as he looked down.

"You're peeping on me?"

"No, I didn't peek at you at all."

"Don't lie, if not for what you were at the bathroom door when I was in the shower."

"I don't peek, what a loss if I peek at you with my holy eyes, my eyes are so beautifully created by God, I won't peek at your ugly body."

As much as possible Fana looks sure of his words, he brushed off the fact that Kenan's body is really almost perfect with a curve that fits looks stocky and muscular, he said, he was sure that every woman would willingly give herself to a man like Kenan just for his hasras, to fill the woman's womb with warm liquid, Shafana suppressed her instincts not tempted by the burly body.

"Duck you said, you know? many women are willing to scramble to enjoy this body." Kenan brought his body closer to Shafana, the woman inevitably stepped back.

"Don't equate me with your prostitute."

"Don't sell expensive in front of me, tell me which part you want to see? Is this?" Kenan grabbed his wife's hand and touched it to the chest of his field. "Or this one?" Kenan prepared to open the towel wrapped around his waist."

"What are you doing?" Fana blocked Kenan's hand ready to open the towel.

Kenan pushes Shafana's body to the ground on the bed, then restrains it.

For fear of Fana pushing her waist tight

"Agrrr." Kenan screamed in pain.

Although Shafana pushed Kenan's body tight, but there was no way her husband was that weak, the man screamed loudly almost tore at the ear and what happened. Kenan got up with the hand he still used to drip his waist.

Shafana was surprised to see the blood transfer to Kenan's hands, even the white towel was now partially stained by the blood coming from Kenan's waist.

"Your wound is, please?"

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