High School Bride
Not doing the Task

Nadira slowly opened her eyes after sleeping for about 8 hours. It feels heavy to open your eyes and welcome a new day, surely in school many new students who become new students in this year. This bed is too comfortable, making it lazy to move.

But, something's weird. Something warm like a loop around his waist. He looked down, and there was a hand holding him from behind. The girl immediately shouted and the hand she put away.

“Aaa..! What are you doing to me?!” he shouted while hitting the person sleeping beside him.

He woke up from being piqued by the pillow punch of the long haired girl, you piece of bummer! Why is he in my bed? Nadira immediately checked his clothes, afraid that the man had done nothing.

“Duh, why are you? Shouted early in the morning, fasted anyway. Disturb my sleep know not?!” his protest.

Nadira frowned in wonder, why is he the one who was angry? I should have been the one who was angry because he had dared to go in and sleep in the room of a girl like me. Who would he dare to enter without my permission? So presumptuous. Nadira thought without realizing that it was Dave, her husband.

“Who are you? Why are you in my room?” nadira asked annoyed.

“Your room? Oi! This is my room, you slept in my room last night. You forgot?”

Huh huh? Why can I sleep in om-om's room? He became more confused.he noticed every corner of this room, it is true this is not his room. So I slept with this guy? Oh my God, I'm not awake yet. This must be a nightmare. His mind drifted far away as if this was a dream.

“Okay, I had a nightmare. Let's wake!” he said to himself. Closing his eyes and going back to sleep, he tried to wake up from this dream. Comeup! He said in his heart. But why not wake up, anyway? Dave just laughed at his wife's absurd behavior, he thought it was a dream? Awake, princess sleeping! It's reality.

“Heh, miss! This isn't a dream. It's reality, I'm your husband!” said.

“Hah?! Husband? Don't fuck you! I am still in school, there is no way I already have your rich husband,” Nadira thinks that the man wants to trap him in this nightmare.

“You forgot? We got married yesterday, when you don't remember?”

What the hell is he, anyway? How does it make sense? Nadira's eyes rounded as Dave opened the blanket that had covered his body. She ... is not wearing clothes! Oh, Nadira finally remembers now, she is Dave, the son of the conglomerate who just became her husband yesterday afternoon. And what did he do? Sleeping in bed with Dave? Teepok.

Nadira immediately stood up and ran to the bathroom. Duh! Why could he be helped? Did he touch me, right? He checked his chest and neck, looking fine. There were no red or purple stains like her mother said back then. He opened his pants again. Nothing strange, thank goodness Dave hasn't done anything to him.

Since he was in the bathroom, he just took a shower. I will soon be going to school too. It was different from bathing in a bathroom that was the same size as his bedroom, spacious. I think it can be used to play hide and seek in the bathroom, he thought. Do you even think this is a bathroom or a bedroom? Very broad.

Meanwhile, Dave seemed to chuckle at the behavior of Nadira who seemed to panic. Maybe afraid of being touched, huh? When it comes to sleep anyway, Dave used to sleep bare-chested like this. Habits from small. Maybe this is the first time for Nadira to see a man in one bed with her, she was so shocked. It's funny that his face.

Ah, fresh. After the shower, it's time to get dressed and go to school. Wait, he forgot to bring a towel! Ah, Nadira was too panicked to the point that she forgot her towel. Well, how am I supposed to do now? The state of the body is clean without clothes, how can he come out with this state? He was laughed at by Dave.

“Udah yet? I also want to take a shower,” Dave said behind the door.

Duh, how's this? He can come out without a thread like this. Or ... He asked to get a towel to Dave? But Nadira was afraid that Dave even stole the opportunity to enjoy his body. Be present! Why am I being this way anyway? He's my husband, doesn't it matter if I ask him for help?

“Nad, are you still a long time? I'm also kebelet ni,”

“I—iya! In a moment!”

How's nih? I gotta get out, but Dave's at the door. Nadira really died a flea. Well, rather than being stuck in the bathroom, he finally ventured to ask Dave for help. Hopefully, he's not a macem.

“Ask what please?”

“T—please take my towel, in the red suitcase!” he tried to calm down, but there was still a stutter.

I heard Dave walking away from the door. Like he wanted to get a towel for his wife. Because the clothes have not been put in the closet, so the towel is also still in the suitcase.

“Where? How come there's no?”

Duh, did he run in a suitcase or in a store anyway? Time to find a towel in the suitcase I did not meet. Obviously Nadira put her favorite towel in the red suitcase, along with her underwear. Time yes, I didn't see it.

“In the red suitcase Dave! Search carefully!”

Wait, a red suitcase with towels and underwear? Oh, naw! She could see all the bra collections Nadira had. Die me, what? Ah, why is he so careless? What would Dave think of him?

A little while also waiting for the young master to tear apart the contents of his suitcase. Hah, don't tell me he's playing with my underwear. Watch you later!

“This! Open the door,”

Despite being a little scared, Nadira kept the door open. Resist shame .. endure embarrassment, lest he be tempted, do’ it in the heart. He opened the door slowly and stretched his hand out. Just hands, nothing more. Dave immediately gave his favorite red towel and immediately pulled back in and closed the bathroom door tightly.

When it was finished, he came back out with a red towel wrapped around his body.

“What's clay?” asked the girl sewot as Dave looked at her with a strange look while holding back a laugh.

He just nodded in response. Well, he thought everything was fine until he saw the whole contents of his red suitcase was messy on the bed. All her panties, bra and even sex clothes were all scattered. His mouth was in disbelief. So ... from earlier Dave long ago picked up his towel because of this? Because of this underwear? Ah, brash. You shitty husband. He must have been laughing in the bathroom. Uhh! Basic byebelin!

“Dave.!” annoyed screams.

He heard Dave who was laughing with satisfaction whose voice was so loud. Want to put where my face is? Huft, irritatedly he immediately cleaned up all the clothes and put them back in the suitcase. He was afraid that one of the servants of this palace would suddenly come, embarrassed.

Still with the face bent the girl with the age of not even 19 years was changed clothes and dress up. He saw the reflection of his ugly face in the mirror reflection. Really, Dave's very powerful mood destroyer. While he was busy combing his hair, Dave was seen coming out of the bathroom with a white towel covering his waist up to his knees.

Glegs! Looking at his uwaw chest, made Nadira quite deg-deg an as well. But given his behavior earlier, make a bad heart. He immediately shifted his gaze with indifference.

“For that one, I'm sorry yes,” he said still standing in front of the bathroom door.

Nadira stood up and ruffled his waist, heart intent to scold him, uh Dave even said something that made him even more embarrassed.

“Ciee ... CD its pink,”

“Dave.!”