Forced to Marry Om Om
15. Overpossessive

Karin pulled over the blanket wrapped around Aoi's body.

"Aoi, wake up baby. Makoto is waiting for you under the roof. Same mom I'm going out of town, take care of yourself, okay?" Karin kissed Aoi's forehead.

Aoi's awake. "Ma, what's so sudden? Don't go ma, who am I at home with? Time alone?"

Aoi grabbed the hand of the mother. To stop him from leaving.

"There's Makoto. He will take care of you here. If you want to cook, in the refrigerator already filled all mama. Masakin Makoto too huh? Learn to be a good wife. Mama left first, right? Dad was waiting" Karin took off Aoi's hand trying to hold her back.

"Ma! Don't stay with me! Time has to be the same Makoto! Mama!" aoi shouted as her mother disappeared down the stairs.

Aoi headed for the living room, after all just Makoto. It doesn't matter if you wake up and wake up. If Ryuji, it needs to be groomed and beautiful.

Makoto looked at Aoi. Hair was messy, and eyes were half-open. Did that girl just wake up and keep taking a shower?

"You're a gini, a natural beauty Aoi. Here sit down," Makoto was fascinated, somehow the aura of a new girl woke up more beautiful.

Aoi according. His eyes were still sleepy, as he accompanied the endless confiding Fumie.

"Sana, wash your face first. Shower, let it smell. We go for a walk," Makoto confirmed Aoi's hair covered part of her face.

"Hm. Yes," with a lazy step, Aoi headed for the bathroom.

"There's no harm in taking Aoi for a walk. Especially yesterday she was sad, Ryuji has an ex. He's not a good guy" Makoto won't let Aoi cry anymore.

Shortly after, Aoi finished changing into a sea blue casual wear.

Makoto looked up at him.

"That's pretty you. Where are you going?"

Aoi clucked in annoyance. "Said streets. How the hell? Not so? Yeah, well," Aoi turned around but Makoto said...

"There are no other jogging clothes? That's short Aoi. I don't want you to see a flirtatious guy," other than me.

"Keep, I'm wearing that swimsuit?"

Makoto. "No! What is swimsuit? Want to go swimming?"

"So not walking?" aoi long ago wanted to scratch Makoto right now.

Makoto. "So. Than bosen at home. Yeah right?"

Aoi did not answer.

"Yes. What a shame," Makoto rattled Aoi's hair, the girl nagged her.

"Not mess with your hair! Make it ugly!"

During a small run, Makoto always teases Aoi, but the girl keeps nagging because she doesn't like being baperin.

"So I can dong nginep at ka-aww's house!" Makoto grimaced as her legs were stepped on by Aoi.

"Nginep may, but sleep in the living room!" ketus Aoi didn't want to know. Makoto staying? Better he's home alone than a roof with the man.

"But if you're married in kam-emm!" makoto's mouth in the silence, Aoi was irritated to hear Makoto's endless chattering.

"Buy me ice cream same pop corn in the amusement park. I used to be the same as not going there. Because of me, tell him to go home!" grumbled Aoi was annoyed. And at the end he was told to sleep.

"Ok, want to see the movies too?"

"No need. Tell me you want mode, right? My name!"

"Why are you so angry? Come another month?"

Aoi shook her head. "Udah, don't take too much. Tuh, so queue. Most nagging anyway," Aoi clasped her chest.

"You just sit there, I buy it," Makoto willingly queued up for Aoi. What the hell didn't do to him?

Aoi sat alone.

"You're here too, huh? It's really nice to see you," said Ryuji sitting next to Aoi.

Aoi smiled faintly. "Yes, alone. We ride a yuk windmill," Aoi pulls Ryuji's hand, forgetting Makoto.

"Come on. Are you brave? Not scared?"

"Don! I bought you a kam-" Makoto didn't see Aoi, where did the girl go? Cozy again. Habits.

A girl in blue stopped when Makoto asked Aoi's characteristics.

"Oh, he was about to go up to the windmill. But it's still rame, so queue. Excuse me," he's shy to go.

Makoto hastened her pace, Aoi jokingly jokes with her boyfriend.

"I told you to wait! Even everywhere," in a loud voice Makoto nagged Aoi.

"What the hell? I wasn't with you. Why did you even get angry with me?" Aoi turned her head, bad moodna. He abandoned his intention of riding a windmill.

"And your boyfriend is already making heartache. Why still defend him? Am I lacking?"

Everyone in the room noticed Makoto and Aoi.

"Now, selenin. I was tired of lining up to buy you ice cream and pop corn, but instead said it didn't come with me" Makoto said with a pias face.

"Thank you Aoi. Pity him" whispered Ryuji.

Makoto who heard that did not accept either.

"Gue doesn't have to be sorry. Aoi, here. Or-"

Aoi approached Makoto with lazy steps. Why should there be a threat? And his father was involved.

"Or what?"

"I marry you as soon as possible" Makoto replied calmly.

"God! You have no right to take Aoi. He's my girlfriend" Ryuji said. Apparently, Makoto was trying to take hers.

Makoto smiled meaningfully. "As far as me dong. Aoi doesn't mind. Come on, baby, let's go see the cinema. Let it be more romantic," Makoto put her arm around Aoi's shoulder.

Ryuji followed his second step.

In the cinema, Aoi chose to sleep. Looking at romantic movies is boring. It would be nice for Makoto to choose a horror movie.

"Just started, it's sleeping" Makoto looked at Aoi who was leaning on her shoulder.

Ryuji took a seat next to Aoi.

"Aoi is not happy with you. Just watching the cinema go to sleep" Ryuji said.

"Oh yeah?" Makoto couldn't believe it. "As you know, Aoi and I live in one house. And Aoi's parents, entrusted everything to me," Makoto explained confidently. Ryuji must be insecure can't be as close as he is.

"But Aoi's heart is only for me. Aoi doesn't love you, sir" Ryuji won't lose.

Aoi who was only pretending to sleep was happy, Ryuji defended her.

'Oh my goodness, you are a romantic. I guess there's another girl in your heart, Aoi's inner self, smiling thinly.

"Anything can guarantee Aoi will be with you forever? Won't do!" Makoto keeps Aoi by her side.

Ryuji. Does Makoto really love Aoi?

Until the film ends, Makoto wakes Aoi up with a kiss on the cheek. Ryuji got too hot to see it.

"Why? Is the movie finished?" Aoi did not know who to ask, she flanked two men who loved her.

"Udah is dear. Wanna go home?" Ryuji said it. He glanced at the craggy Makoto.

"Yes," Aoi nodded. With his dazed body, he almost falls if Ryuji does not catch him.

Aoi and Ryuji looked at each other for a moment. Scrutinize every inch of beautiful face. I admire and am happy to have.

Makoto pulled Aoi's hand rough.

"Don't cut him out! We home. I'd like the afternoon," Makoto linked his fingers in Aoi's wiggly hands.

"And Aoi will be mine!" murmured Ryuji, staring at Aoi's departure with a heart full of wounds.

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