Holy Marriage
Coercion
“Lay!” tell Alan to be more firm with a flat look.
Suddenly Rina placed the glass onto the table in a tremble. The milk spilled slightly as a result of the vibration of his hand and melted on the table.
Alan pulled the glass and brought it closer to Anna. With his gaze fixed on the glass, Alan said in a cold tone, “Drink!”
Anna turned her head towards Alan, staring at that flat face. “I don't taste milk.”
“You should drink it.” Alan was still not looking at Anna.
“From now on, I have to manage everything about myself, not you.”
“I'm your husband,” firmly Alan.
“There is no clue that says that the husband arranges everything about the wife including food that the wife does not like. If I don't like it, you can't force me.”
“This is for your own good, isn't it?”
“My kindness is my happiness, and I am not happy with your behavior lately.You changed, Mas Alan.”
“Anna, don't joke. Nothing has changed in me. Oh yeah, I just remembered, women are very sensitive, always rely on feelings. Remember baby, there's still sense in addition to the feeling is not?”
“You want to tell me that I use my mind to regulate my feelings, do you?” Anna was so upset. His teeth were so fattening. Alan didn't even seem aware of the change in his attitude. “You don't love Azzam anymore, you are often upset over Azzam's attitude, you are also often annoyed with me. What's wrong with you? Where is the possessive, overprotective and attentive Alan first?”
“It's still morning, baby. You do not grumble in front of the dining table.”
Alan does call Anna affectionately, but the way to say it is different, not worth being pampering his wife, just the opposite.
“You're morning or noon, I don't care. I just want you to come back like you used to. Your attitude is completely different. You are also often angry with me. What's your problem?” Anna enthusiastic.
Alan tidied a tie on his chest. “My appetite is gone.” Alan rose up. “I'm gone and probably won't be home until a week. Don't wait for me.”
“Wait!” anna's strangulation made Alan who had walked to the middle of the room stop. The man did not turn his head, only stopping his footsteps.
Anna was choked to see Alan's increasingly cold demeanor.
“Look, you don't want to go talking to me either. Where are you going, what business is there until a week of not returning home? Do you think this is not an amazing change?” Anna approached Alan and stood before the man.
“You stay home and don't have to wonder much about me.” Alan avoided Anna and then sauntered away.
Annoyed, Anna follows Alan. “Mas Alan, if from the beginning you showed this kind of attitude to me, I would definitely have no problem. But this attitude of yours suddenly changed after you became a protective husband a few days ago. How could I not question it?”
Alan stopped and turned to look at Anna. He looked at the sad face by his side. “I'm still like the Alan you know. Nothing has changed from me. Ilove you. Already?” Alan briefly peeked at Anna's cheek then stepped towards the parked car in the yard and sat at the wheel.
“You said you loved me didn't you? Yes already, I'm coming with you.”
“Anna, down!” alan's Word.
“Ngak!”
“Down!”
“Now!” Anna folded her hands on her chest.
“I'm going to the office and you follow me?”
“What's wrong? I'm your wife. I want to know where you're going for a week?”
“What about Azzam if you leave it for a week? She still needs your breast, doesn't she?”
“Azzam let's drink bottle milk only.”
Alan was at a loss for words to see Anna, the woman staring straight ahead with both hands still faithfully folded in her chest.
“OK, if this is what you want.” Alan raised his body slightly.
Anna turns to see Alan open his belt and zip his pants. “What do you do?”
“Don't blame me if I do it in this car.” alan.
“Mas Alan, what the hell is this? it was like this in the car.” Anna turned her head back, she thought Alan was just a threat, but it turned out that Alan was reckless. The man immediately put his hands into Anna's clothes. Soon Anna rebelled and refused. “Crazy!”
“If caught by Andra, after this will be an uproar news Alan William raped his wife in the car.” Alan grinned.
“Stop!” Anna hurriedly opened the door and exited. His head almost broke. She could literally go crazy bag her husband's constantly fickle behavior.
“Dadaa.. darling!” Alan lowers the glass and runs the car leaving Anna.
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