Married Old Virgin Boss
5. The Promise of the Night Shouts

The appearance of Elvan obviously made the atmosphere suddenly turn into tense. Ben who felt the strangeness of this coincidence, folded his front chest hand, after he managed to make the former couple sit side by side on the long sofa, while he still stood up as if intimidating the two.

“So, you two made a pact to meet at the apartment ... during our honeymoon?” ask Ben full of questions.

“No, Ben! You are getting worse!” elak Dea was the most resolute compared to Elvan.

“I have never agreed with anyone when I came here!”

Dea's expression looked very lazy, with a surprised face that was very natural when he saw the arrival of Elvan earlier. So, Ben slightly concluded that his wife was completely honest.

So, Ben now turned to Elvan who had come earlier, more silent. Never even said anything as Ben recalled, since he pulled the man in.

“So, what's the reason you carelessly entered someone else's room without even knocking on the door first?” ben asked, deliberately using standard language to clarify the differences between them while affirming his attitude as a husband who tried to take care of his wife.

Elvan looked saturated, then rubbed his face roughly. He immediately stood up, after a few minutes confined in an uncomfortable condition because he was forced to sit with Dea.

“Sorry,” said Elvan in a flat tone with no interest at all, angling next to Ben's eyebrows to lift, questioning the sorry seriousness of the man. “I guess, Dea was all right, because she rarely yelled. Therefore, I immediately enter here to know the condition why.”

Ben refrained from grieving Elvan's answer just now. So clear, he doubted even underestimated the answer, clearly visible from how his eyes rotate lazily.

“Why should you worry to Dea, while her parents even entrust me to take care of her?” reply Ben full of confidence. He looked more and more seriously at Elvan, who also responded similarly because he felt it was about ego warfare between two men.

“Lagian,” continued Ben while pulling Dea to stand beside him. Deliberately, the man hugged the possessive waist of Dea to show how powerful he was over the body of the wife. “If only because Dea yells you directly here, then you should be able to use the five-stacking pillow later in the night. Because I'm going to make Dea scream even louder tonight.”

It wasn't just Elvan who was stunned at Ben's statement just now, Dea was more shocked. The woman's eyes were almost said to be able to get out of place. He tries to evade and pushes Ben's body to release his hold on Dea's stomach, but to no avail at all

Elvan seemed to have trouble gulping roughly after hearing that, and Ben increasingly flaunted his victory at the man by showing a disparaging smirk.

In the end, Elvan could only exhale roughly, then say goodbye to Ben. Before rotating his heels, Elvan sped an intense glance at Dea's figure, but Ben's palm immediately blocked the wife's view so as not to glance at her ex for too long.

Dea removes Ben's hand from his face in annoyance. Along with that, Elvan had also walked out of the room. Dea also tried other ways to be free from the snare of Ben's hug.

The woman jumped—not too high—but enough to give a hard kick when she landed a foot on Ben's foot covered in black sports shoes.

The man immediately screamed in pain, bending over and jumping up and down with one leg. In pain, Ben doesn't even know how to breathe, but Dea shows no guilt or a speck of remorse.

The woman even hissed full of rug at Ben who he thought was arbitrary earlier. He patted his hands as if cleaning up the dust, then left the man in pain alone in the room.

...*

...

Until nightfall, neither Ben nor Dea started the conversation first. Ben may still be irritated at Dea's treatment this morning, and Dea is not at all willing to bother about the suffering or silence between them.

The woman was even very comfortable sitting in a lounge chair in a satin kimono, with a sheet mask on her face, as well as two pieces of cucumber on each of her eyelids that were closed.

Dea seemed to enjoy the silence in the room, and indeed he felt that yesterday he had spent too much energy in excessive emotions due to a man named Adam Bentala.

Now, Dea felt her paradise again. If he knew this was a way to silence the man, it was clear Dea would have done so since yesterday, and the woman was already planning to repeat her actions if Ben again made a noise.

Everything went well in the beginning. Dinner was so shahdu. Musical accompaniment from the twang of spoons and plates, has been very satisfying Dea ears even though there is no human chatter interrupts it.

That girl really likes him.

Until midnight and he had fallen asleep on his part, Dea was a little distracted by some pain ringing from the person behind his back. Each ringis was accompanied by a small movement so carefully.

For some reason, Dea was now overwhelmed with guilt.

Without changing position, Dea tried to remember how severe the treatment was this morning.

Stepping on an ordinary human foot can be very painful, especially if accompanied by a jump. The resulting pressure can be many times over.

Not to mention ....

Dea suddenly gulped violently when she remembered something.

That he used high heels when carrying out the attack. He even doubted which side of his shoe hit Ben's leg. If the front part, then it should not matter, but if the right part, then the man's bones should be broken or even crushed.

Guilt led Dea to turn towards Ben who was now on his back. The man was closed, but a frown on his forehead made Dea doubt that Ben was actually asleep.

‘What is so sick?’ Dea wanted to ask, but her voice was stuck in her throat so only her inner self asked the question.

The woman glanced at Ben's bandaged leg. From the thick cloth gauze wrapped in one of Ben's legs, Dea slightly estimated that the man's wound was really severe.

Dea got up very carefully, was about to check the condition of Ben's foot. However, he delayed for a moment and turned on the young man's face. Out of nowhere, Dea stroked Ben's forehead so gently to give him sobriety that slowly, the uncomfortable frown on the man's forehead began to disappear..

Now, Dea slowly got off the bed to freely move beside Ben's injured leg. He knelt down by the bed, to notice the outside condition of this man's feet. Dea wants to peek to make sure how bad Ben's wound is to decide whether to take him to the hospital or just stay home.

Thus, Dea carefully lifted the roll of bandage that wrapped Ben's leg, but the young man moved in his sleep. Making a loose bandage was immediately broken.

Dea clucked lazily. This young man could not even wrap the gauze well. How can he be a household leader?

Wanting to take responsibility, Dea carefully began to remove the bandage. Quite overwhelmed as Ben seems to be using one roll of cloth to bandage his legs. It took extra patience and full caution for Dea to get her job done, but ....

Dea flips through Ben's bandaged leg, but let alone a cut, a fractured bone, or a broken— a speck of bruise is absent. Ben's legs are still perfectly smooth without any flaws.

The woman felt toyed with, so she wanted to glance lazily at the figure of Ben who was still asleep, but it turned out ....

The man had already opened his eyes with a bright smile full of ridicule.

“Cie .. which is of great concern, cie ...,” seduce Ben. “Why wait for me to sleep first, just care, De? Can I really ask the news I was pretending to limp—“

Ben's words were immediately braked suddenly after a pile of blankets directed to his face, followed by a growl full of anger from the wife.

Dea is possessed by a demon of anger as a result of being played by her own husband today. He pressed the blanket in front of Ben's face very strongly, and when he felt that his power had not been completely released, he went down to the top of the bed, standing on his own knees right next to Ben's body.

Ben's legs began to wriggle strongly for help, when he felt that his oxygen supply was restricted due to the presence of a thick blanket smothering his face. Ben's hand was already waving towards Dea, but the woman did not want to stop at all. Dea thins the lips, eager to carry out the action, but ....

Ben only needed to hold the two sides of Dea's slender waist to take over the woman's body, take the wife to the side of the empty bed.The Dea section itself, then change position in just seconds.

Now, Dea was lying on her back, while Ben was right on top of her showing off a line of mysterious smiles and intense gazes.

“Dengerin yes, De, I will not die before the virgin release, and Dea will not I just widow before the virgin release, so ..” Ben deliberately hung for a moment his sentence just to enjoy the process of plotting Dea to the maximum limit, “.. let's fulfill my promise to Dea's ex-boyfriend earlier.”.

Ben made a softer and heavier voice this time, making Dea feel more threatened.

Dea's brain grew increasingly panicked as one of Ben's hands moved from her waist to the front of Dea's stomach to slowly pull the woman's kimono strap, then pull one side of the fabric until it displays Dea's open shoulder.

...E-he-he🌚 tomorrow un-boxing🌚...