Married Old Virgin Boss
25. Kissmark Antah-disputing

His intention was to wait for Ben to come home to be investigated—so Dea had a speech reply for the man so that not only was he considered cheating—but the woman's defense was too weak. He lost consciousness at eleven o'clock at night, and woke up, there was already a man's body beside him.

Dea also finds another hatred for her at this time: from when she really likes to hug Ben's body when in dreamland. The woman shuddered in horror, but had absolutely no intention of distancing herself or getting out of bed. His body felt so heavy to do that, that Dea repeated a habit he began to form yesterday: looking at Ben every time he woke up.

The woman initially only wanted to touch Ben's skin, down the edge of the man's face with her index finger. However, when remembering that he was played last night— and most likely Ben cheated while leaving without information—amarah instantly mastered it. Dea pressed the tip of her index finger against Ben's cheek, until a ringing sound rang out.

“De, why?” Ben immediately shifted the position of his face to be free from Dea's dangerous fingers. He rubbed the marks of the Dea prick, for the woman's nails were quite long.

“Where are you from semalem? Why not go for info? I'm waiting for you for half an hour, Ben! What do you think I'm a free man? I'm busy! But for your sake I spent half an hour in vain in the car waiting, but no results!” Dea glared, while tightening her teeth very strongly. Do not forget to pull the collar of Ben's shirt to give the impression of intimidating. “Where were you last night, huh? From where?! Another employee said you'd gone home first, but no right after I got home? Where are you going? Don't you this—“

The cup!

Dea instantly froze on the spot, even her breathing had stopped. Her lips that had just been let out a short sigh, instantly turned crazily.

“Where do I want to answer if Dea can't stop talking?” Ben fixed his position to face Dea directly. He also wrapped his hands around the woman's waist, to close the body until there was no gap. “I'm coming home because yes. Keep asking for help buying things outside, so yeah, I'm out. Fitting till home, uh taughtakin Dika playing together. Be, until the midnight room.”

“Kok I don't believe?”

“Why can't believe?”

“You go home more quickly, but not to the room first?”

“Because I pulled Dika directly make mabar.”

Dea was still squinting, looking suspicious. He is still not satisfied with that answer.

“Emang why wait until I see her? Kangen, yes?” Ben raised his eyebrows teasingly.

Instantly, Dea shudders in horror, then pushes Ben's body so that he can be freed from the snare of the man's embrace immediately.

“Jijik!” reply Dea after changing her position to sit down. He rubbed each arm as if removing dust from it. “Sana, shower first!”

Ben obeyed the order, rushing down and standing towered beside the bed. However, not stepping straight away.

“Come, shower together, De!” take Ben, and he won't let the woman refuse any further. He bent down, and carried the woman's body with both arms so easily.

Dea glared for a moment in shock. After his consciousness recovered, he immediately slapped a hard blow on Ben's shoulder.

“Down! Down, Ben!”

“We're late, De! You did not wake up from earlier, even busy looking at me!”

“I ogah ya, look around you! I'm out of sight!”

“Masa anyway? I felt careful earlier, loh.”

“No, Ben! I ... ish, so disgusted pay attention to you! I'm a kid, Ileran is also.”

“Bodo—argh!” Dea hit again, but the man hid his pain with laughter.

“Saking likes to be noticed, until it is unconscious until it's arrived,” said Ben, and he made it clear by kicking the bathroom door closed tightly.

“Ben, down—“

It was granted before Dea finished his sentence. The woman was lowered. Dea held up her index finger with her teeth pressed against each other, about to raise another protest, but Ben had already pulled the jersey easily. Canceling all the protest sentences that will be issued by the woman, even now glared with a stiff body.

“Ayo, come! I help bukain ...” Ben raised both his hands with the palm facing Dea, not forgetting to move the fingers as if intending to pounce.

Dea moves backward, crossing her front chest hand. He tries to protect himself, but Ben keeps pushing him until he's stuck on the wall.

Now, Ben really locked it. The man stood up, brought together the tips of their toes, put his arm next to Dea's head, while another helped the woman to look up.

Ben brought his face closer to Dea, with the condition slightly tilted to the right. He pulled the corner of his lips slightly, so the man changed his bright aura to mysterious. He seemed satisfied to see the condition of Dea that did not wart, and when his breath had reached the lips of the woman, Ben shifted the direction of falling kisses on the open neck of Dea.

Dea automatically breathed in surprise. The chewy sensation from Ben's lips sent him a pleasant tingling sensation, so Dea moved the position of his hand to the body without the cover of the husband's. Ben's shoulders are squeezed firmly to channel the sensation of the kiss the man gave.

“Ben ...” Dea called out in a soft voice. His legs suddenly limp, and it is almost difficult to support his own body. His eyes closed, even without himself noticing.

Ben did not remove his lips from Dea's skin at all, but smiled at his wife's condition. Dea was never strong defensively in this affair, so Ben could carry both his hands to his wife's waist, as Dea had already given full access by looking up automatically.

Dea felt a cold sensation on her back, so opened her eyes to see her own condition. His sleeping kimono had already been slumped on the floor near his feet, but he did not care. In fact, he ventured to close the body to the husband, hugging Ben to avenge the man.

Also bite Ben's skin, until a small laugh is released by the man. He briefly smiled, until his lips again wrinkled when he found something strange on Ben's skin.

Dea just bit once, but ....

Why are there so many bruises on her husband's body right now?

Dea glared wide as her mind began to be filled with a lot of hot imaginations about Ben last night. It gave birth to a lot of anger, as well as providing additional strength to Dea so that they can turn their position upside down. Dea is now the one who pressed Ben against the wall.

“Jawab by honestly!” dea said full of warning, very seriously—seen clearly from how his eyes looked at Ben who looked puzzled. “Where were you from last night? Ex-kissmark on your body .. don't tell me that Dika who finished your cipokin!”

“De ...” Ben called out softly, but he could not continue his sentence because Dea had already landed a palm hard on the man's face.

“Shoppers!” Dea cursed, then picked up her sleeping kimono for her to take out the bathroom. Do not forget to slam the door hard to cause a loud thunderous sound.

Ben was still in a sideways head position due to the slap earlier. Dea's anger really produces a huge amount of energy, but that's not why Ben didn't see his wife leave.

It was only after the door closed that he rushed into the sink, drained tap water, and washed his face roughly. Produce water used washing face red.