Married Old Virgin Boss
2. Soul Bede

Ben and Dea's proposal and engagement go safely. The next two months, the wedding has been held in luxury at the request of the Kahar family, and those who force Ben to pay all the reception fees, because Ben is taking care of the marriage contract.

Although this marriage should not be taken seriously, even on a game par, Dea still found that the hand of the man next to her was trembling while grasping Kahar's hand. Several times, a long sigh was heard, though Ben kept the microphone away from his lips.

Dea lowered her head, snorting amusedly. Obviously, the child will feel nervous about being the center of attention, not because of marriage. He himself seemed calm, although not too showing happiness. His face was still an ordinary Radea Dasha. It was as if he did not care much about this important event, and indeed that was how Dea felt.

However, the girl still involuntarily held her breath when the voice of the father was heard.

"I marry and marry you, Adam Bentala bin Zain Ahmad, to my daughter, Radea Dasha bint Kaharuddin, with a prayer set and twenty-eight grams of gold, and twelve million rupiah in cash, paid in cash!"

Dea immediately turned to Ben who looked surprised and had closed his mouth after their hands were snapped by Kahar.

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Radea Dasha bint Kaharuddin with the mascawin, paid in cash!"

"Huh?" Penghulu asked.

The "legitimate" calls from witnesses were heard from the Dea family, but a little chirp from restaurant employees.

The prayer reading was solemn, but because Dea did not enjoy it too much, she occasionally glanced at Ben who seemed to be tightly closed with his breath being blown long several times. Dea had to fold her lips inward, to prevent a mocking smile, having found her husband's hand still trembling.

"Based on the boy" muttered Dea softly, as prayer was guaranteed and she rubbed her face.

All things Dea could pass quietly, except when she was asked to crucify her husband. Too awward, because Ben is far below his age. The added temptation of his curse employees who were very fond of teasing Dea when the boss could not get along, made the rich girl even more nervous.

Dea was finally able to just sigh, then extend a hand at Ben. The man sitting next to him seemed to wipe his palm first, then gave it to Dea. Ben's skin felt very cold when their hands met. Dea smiled, slowly lowered her head, and touched her forehead to the back of Ben's hand.

Dea's heart rate works harder than usual. He even had to squeeze his skirt to withstand the sudden turmoil he felt in order to stay relaxed during the shoot. After getting the cue, Dea began to lift her head again, and gave a curved line smile to Ben who also replied to him the same.

Even though this is without taste, it is not appropriate that they make their wedding photos bad. So, without agreement or mutual discussion, the two agreed to display happy expressions.

Special today.

*

In his room, Dea comes in first after dinner compared to Ben. His face instantly tangled, after achingly smiling all day. He sat on a sofa without a backrest to take off his shoes.

"The food is cute, Ma'am. How broken?" ben asked, after he came in. The man chose to sit next to his wife, to take off his shoes.

Dea glanced lazily at Ben. "Your boyfriend is also pretty, why did he break up with you?"

It's a beautiful night supposed to be for both of them, but their first chat about each other's ex happened to come today.

Elvan Dexter, Dea's former lover, has a business relationship with Kahar, making it impossible not to be invited. It was also what caused Dea and Elvan to be close, due to their love of business. Unfortunately, they have to part ways as Elvan is forced to marry in order to have children, while Dea is still focused on business.

Ben's ex-girlfriend: Bestari, was invited by one of the restaurant staff as a couple. Although when it was confirmed they did not have a relationship, Ben already knew very well that his coworkers wanted to tease Ben.

Luckily, Ben and Bestari broke up well, so there was no problem. Only Dea and her ex-lover seem to be fighting each other cold.

"We broke up for different purposes, ma'am. He wanted to change schools outside the city, and could not afford LDR, while I also could not follow because of work here. Be, we decide to separate carefully," replied Dea.

"Take a good break, chirp." Dea sneered. He got up from a sitting position, towards the bathroom. However, just as the door was tightly shut, the girl suddenly let out her head through the door slit. "Stop calling me 'take'!"

"Okay, honey."

"Don't that!" Dea growled with glaring eyes. He could not squeal, as his house was still crowded due to the arrival of a distant family to stay overnight.

"Keep what, Ma'am?"

"Name. Call me by name."

Ben smiles. "Okay, De." Then he looked confused for a moment. "okay, De. Deck, adek."

Dea rotates her lazy eyeball.

"Pak Kahar pinter choose a name, Ma'am. Want to be old though, the future ma'am will be called 'De'. Unfortunately, my name does not have the word 'mas', let's get along with it." Ben was already painstakingly melting the atmosphere, even smiling at the end of the sentence, but all he got was a lazy expression from his wife.

In fact, Dea screeched before closing the door.

"Well, whoa." Ben immediately stood up, walking towards the bathroom door. "I'm trying to create a mood, and ... That's Dea? I'll wait here until Dea comes out. Let me give you a punishment."

Ben smiled amusedly at hearing his own words. He is not used to directly mentioning the name of his boss, so this will be a difficult thing for him.

Ben was straddling, with his right fingers tapping regularly over his left arm. He waited until he felt sore. Then think of something, that Dea at the age of 31 still looks like a girl in her 20s, obviously not without reason. Dea is obviously diligent care, and bathing is one of them.

So, waiting for Dea to take a bath is the same as trying to make Ben faint from the fatigue of waiting. The man chose to sit down, and laid his body on the bed with both feet still on the floor.

Ben was closed for a few minutes, almost losing consciousness when he smelled the smell of the fire that was preceded by the sound of the bathroom door opening. He sat down and smiled at Dea until she felt uncomfortable, then went into the dressing room.

After the locker room was closed, Ben moved quickly towards the door. He played the key for a few minutes, until Dea came out in tidy condition. The man showed a grinning smile, and deliberately locked the door quite hard. So that his voice can make the wife widen her eyes.

"De," called Ben while showing off the key in his hand.

"Ben, I still have to get out!" Dea replied with a lazy face.

However, her husband even widened his smile of ridicule. Ben rushed into the bathroom. The door was almost closed perfectly, but Ben instead slipped his head out with his hand showing off the key.

"Let's get in here, De, if you want to get the keys."

Dea further clarified her lazy expression. He raised his fist parallel to his face, and his lips thinned with anger.

"Ah, fear ...." Ben then closed the bathroom.

Dea stretched out all her fingers, then massaged the temple. It was only the first night, and she began to collect pain in her head due to her husband's childish attitude. The girl walked to the bedside to sit down. The phone from the nightstand drawer was also removed.

Initially want to open the messaging application, because there are many safe messages that come in. However, Dea instead opens a hidden application that requires a pin to be accessed. There, some of his photos with Elvan are still stored.

There's a reason why Dea is so hard-pressed to find a replacement for Elvan. Only the man could understand what Dea needed and what he didn't. At a certain moment, Dea needed a backrest, Elvan came immediately. On some occasions, Dea was fed up with everyone, so it took some quiet. Elvan never asked Dea, but when he needed that calm, Elvan did not contact him much until Dea felt very comfortable with him.

While Ben? Dea stared lazily towards the bathroom door.

Ben's bully attitude is not at all needed by adult women like Dea. Although her husband's intentions were good, so that they quickly familiar as husband and wife, Dea still does not like to be scouted many things when tired. Ben, meanwhile, has almost no brake in his mouth.

Dea shut down the app on her phone, and opted for a breakout on messaging. Of the dozens of congratulations, only less than ten were reciprocated because they came from families who did not have time to attend. The rest are just coworkers, whose nature even tempts Dea because it will open a 'worn seal'.

Cell phones become a place of impingement. Dea throws him into the nightstand, then walks towards the door. Was hurt that the key was taken Ben. Dea peed at the base of her nose.

Tonight alone, he is not necessarily able to survive the nature of Ben. What's more until next year. So, to minimize the depression that Dea might feel, the girl had to decide something.

Ben comes out of the bathroom, provoking Dea's attention towards him. With an expression like yesterday.

"Ben," call Dea, but pause for a moment. "Later on. You put on your clothes first. I want to talk to you important."

Dea's manner of speaking still sounded bossy, and Ben seemed unfazed by it. His smile still lingered, until the man entered the dressing room which had already been provided some clothes there.

Dea sat on the sofa without a backrest, waiting for Ben to change clothes. His expression looked cold, and was increasingly supported from his gesture of folding the front hand of the chest.

After Ben came out of the dressing room, he had a glance at Dea, but did not get close to his wife. Ben sat the bed in a cross-legged position facing straight at his wife.

"I want to talk, Ben."

"Yes already. Here, Ma'am." Ben called out, patting the empty bed beside him.

"Bbn ...." Dea used her signature style when at the restaurant: calling the employee's name long and weak, in order to give a cold angry impression. This time, however, it did not apply to her husband.

"De, here, I'm not your subordinate anymore, but her husband Dea. So, every once in a while, say husband huh, De? Come here. Sit here." Ben looked ridiculous in Dea's eyes. "Do you want me to carry bridal-style?"

Dea sizzled slowly, then walked towards Ben. Sitting where her husband meant, but still giving a distance of two jengkal.

"I don't like noisy people, Ben," Dea said straight to the heart of the matter. He can't hold himself anymore. "After tonight, we will live in the house that Papa has given us. There, if you make me uncomfortable, I won't go home."

"Kirain's gonna kick me out, De." Ben grinned, still looking childish.

"During the wedding, I'll give up if I'm not comfortable with something. So, please cooperate, if you still want our relationship to remain good as fellow humans after separation later."

"okay, De. Anything else?"

Dea seemed silent for a while as if thinking. She also uses her face to scan Ben, looking for something she should remove from her husband. However, now there is nothing bad about Ben except his chatty attitude.

"Nothing" replied Dea. "Lock room?"

Ben's smile widened, until his eyes formed a crescent moon.

"There's no rule that I don't make like Dea, right?" Ben asked. He did not allow his wife to be confused for a second, immediately advancing the face until Dea immediately retreated automatically. "Our first night, Ma'am," whispered Ben.

The more Dea glares, the intensity of Ben's smile also slowly decreases to leave a smirk that looks dangerous to girls. Dea tried to keep her head away, but it was difficult to shift as she sat not far from the edge of the bed.

"We've had dinner, and the family obviously won't be disturbing our first night, so ... From now on, will you, De?"

Ben extended his hand very slowly towards Dea's face. His eyes alternately met the face of the wife, or glanced at Dea's lips that looked fresh pink. He had just touched the soft skin of Dea, when the girl lay sideways, until her head hit the pillow. Not waiting for Ben to protest, Dea immediately pulled the blanket to cover half of his face.

"Sleep! I'm busy tomorrow."

Ben smiled amusedly. He complied with Dea's request: lie on his back. Ben turned his head for a moment to see Dea had closed.

"Actually, I'm used to being quiet, De. Can value yourself at work. Just, I was tired of living a lonely gini, which seemed to be inversely proportional to the life of Dea. I think, the relaxed kayak earlier can make Dea comfortable. I'm sorry, if it's a sprain, huh?"

Dea did not reply to Ben's words, though he still did not fall asleep at all.

"Other times, speak frankly like this if Dea is not comfortable. I can change my attitude according to circumstances. Don't go out, Mr. Kahar will be disappointed, the house for his daughter is not even live with Dea."

Completely untouched by Ben's very soft speech, Dea instead sneered without a sound. Only his lips were covered in a blanket, moving swiftly. Cursed her dramatic husband.

The movement of Dea's lips stopped suddenly when a heavy weight was felt on his waist, then his back was pushed forward to hit the chest of Ben covered with a shirt. The girl suddenly glared, and was ready to protest. However, it quickly silenced Ben who was clamoring lazily.

"There's no prohibition against swerving, is there, De?"

Dea sizzled softly, but was helpless. He himself did not include a ban on contact in the contract, because he felt the boy in front of him was impossible to act more if Dea had glared at him.

But the fact ....

"Children today are indeed no courtesy to the older ones!" said Dea.

Ben chuckles.