Forced to Marry a Geeky Girl
Passion proof

After her brother and sister-in-law left Shifa immediately returned to the middle room where her stillness was.

"Ken, why did you even give permission to Shifa anyway to bring her lover to stay over?" the woman was visibly emotional and brushed off her husband's hand.

"Then what do you want to forbid it? I see, Shifa is stubborn she will not listen to your words as well as the Noval novela has asked permission on my Papa."

"Looks like you know Shifa very well!." Shafana's cynic who was just flatly responded to by Kenan.

Kenan drew closer to his wife who was now only petrified in her place. Surprisingly Fana did not keep her body away even though she felt uncomfortable. Precisely Shafana even enjoy the body aroma of her husband who always issued a comfortable fragrance for her to enjoy.

"But if you find out Shifa's throwing a party in this house, she's gonna be pissed."

"Can't you just shut up? You don't have to complain to your father. I really don't like people who complain." said Kenan honestly.

"I'm not forcing you to like me." checkmate matt, Shafana always has an answer to Kenan's remarks.

"Rather than you continue to be chatty you better treat my wounds." Kenan opened his shirt in front of the woman in a relaxed style. Fana rounded his eyes with a face that felt hot, Kenan enjoyed the reaction that showed his wife cheeks that looked red like a tomato ready to harvest.

"Next time your mouth should I stick the duct tape, so that your teeth don't hurt me!" kenan's sentence seemed to awaken Fana from the actions of his wild eyes.

"My teeth?" Fana spontaneously gritted her teeth in front of the mirror.

"Yes your teeth hurt my shoulders as well as my chest and arms." Kenan lowered the prosthetic hand that was in front of him. "See this!" the man showed several bite marks on his chest and arms.

"When did I hurt him?" Fana was still with her unconnected mind. Of course Shafana was not aware of his actions because he was doing it under his consciousness while he was flying.

Kenan further advanced his body until his knees touched.

"Stay away."

"Why did you tell me to stay away, when you yourself could stay away." Fana reflexes retreated one step because her waist was held in Kenan's big hand.

Kenan even closer and tilted his face with his wife's ear, Shafana sure if just now Kenan has dyed his telinya leaves.

"Ken, don't be so presumptuous! In this house there is not only us like if Shifa suddenly came here, the door is not in the key." Kenan only smelled a smile when he realized his wife shivering in his arms Fana was also agitated as evidenced by her feet that could not stand still tapping on the floor she was on..

"You mean, I have to lock the door so I can be rude to you?"

"That's not what I mean."

"Then?" Kenan kissed his wife's lips "lock the door and treat my wound. You have to take responsibility for what you did to me." Kenan took off his arms and walked towards the bed.

Shafana locked the door of her room and when she turned around, her husband was already lying face down on his bed with an ointment.

"Good it!"

Shafana immediately climbed on Kenan's back, Her husband was so shocked that he coughed.

"W-are I heavy?" Mana came back down from that body.

"Why did you climb my body?"

"You told her to." she said indifferently and immediately rubbed the scratches on her husband's back slowly.

"Awww. .." naturally Kenan grimaces. "I told you to get on the bed not on my body." Fana just choked annoyed.

When Kenan grimaced Fana again blew his wound, until Kenan closed his eyes to feel the taste that arose in addition to the pain.

"Don't blow it."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Is it done?"

"I'm going to sleep."

"You can't sleep."

"Why? You told Shifa we should rest, why now you're preventing me from sleeping."

Kenan changed his position so stretched out and took one of his wife's hands and touched it to the proof of his passion which is now upright defiant.

"At least put mine to sleep." with a smile full of intent.