Forced to marry Mr. Billoners
Warm Chocolate

The sweetness of warm chocolate is able to get rid of the upset feelings that exist in Jerricco, he noticed Damar who was engrossed in enjoying a snack with eyes that focus on the phone screen. “You can be fat if overeat.”

Damara is still focusing on the phone screen. “Besok me sport.”

Jerricco who felt ignored pulled Damara's chin to look at him. “Who are you talking to, I'm not here on your phone screen.”

Damara frowned, “Iya.”

Jerricco was a little upset to hear Damara briefly answer his words. “What am I here for when I become a home display,” ketus Jerricco while pulling his hand that is on Damara's chin.

Damara smiled knot, “Then your destination came home here what?”

Jerricco has no definite reason for Damara's question, which is sure to miss seeing their wedding photos. “Why do you still call me Sir? I'm not married to a maid, call correctly.”

Damara is actually a bit iris if you have to call Jerricco affectionate as the man wants. “Iya darling.” Damara looked back at the screen of his phone he was choosing decorations for Galang and Icha application events.

Jerricco was again arrested . Jerricco kept his head on Damara's thigh so his phone was covered by Jerricco's head.

Damara stared at the look on Jerricco's face above his thigh, he kept the phone on the table. Her hand stroking Jerricco's hair, “What's up?” ask Damara. No ordinary Jerricco like this, impressed spoiled according to Damara. Even today Jerricco is overrated.

Jerricco closed his eyelids. “Nothing, I just don't like being ignored,” Jerricco replied. She enjoyed the sensation of Damara's hand rubbing her hair.

Damara rubbed Jerricco's hair but was sleepy. “I want to sleep.”

Jerricco got up from his position he took Damara into his lap. Damara smiles at Jerricco's changed attitude, although their bodies have not yet managed to fuse but Damara is happy. At least Jerricco is more attentive than ever.

***

The morning sun's rays redeem through the curtain slit. Damara must prepare to go to work, he tries to escape from Jerricco's embrace slowly. Damara immediately prepares to go to work.

Jerricco opened his eyelids that felt heavy, he saw Damara who was ready with his work shirt. “You go to work?”

“Iya,” Damara replied without stopping her hair combing activity. Once Damara is ready to stare at Jerricco leaning on the couch, “I leave first.”

Jerricco nodded, looking at Damara's missing back behind the door. His head felt heavy, Jerricco massaged his temple using his fingers.

Damara approached Kevin who was sitting in the front room. “Come!”

As usual Kevin accompanied Damara to work, he walked after Damara. Kevin opened the door for Damara. Kevin is already sitting in the steering chair he glances back, “Master does not come miss?”

“No, let's go. I don't want to be late.”

Kevin started driving his car out of Jerricco's residence. After a fairly time-consuming journey they have now reached the island of Kanawa.

The morning sun and the blowing wind greeted each body that walked on the wooden footing that led them to the shore of Kanawa. Damara's steps were normal as usual, her legs were healed. Although if it was a lot of walking he still felt a bit of pain in his legs.

As usual Kevin went into the restaurant where Damara worked. He sat at one of the tables doing his job. As Damara walked into the study, he stared at some of the files on his desk.

Damara sat down and picked up the phone in her bag, looking for Jerricco's number to send her a message.

[I have prepared a sandwich for you at the dinner table.]

This morning Damara did take the time to make a simple breakfast for Jerricco. Damara felt responsible as a wife, and from the article she read how to captivate her husband with loving cuisine. Damara smiled, remembering that she could not cook, as if she had to take cooking classes to attract Jerricco's attention and love.