Marrying Sergeant Major

Marrying Sergeant Major
~ 46 ~


After being clumsy and misbehaved with my treatment, she got out of bed and stepped into the bathroom. While I went to the kitchen to put down a plate of fried potatoes that had been eaten.


I immediately returned to the room after previously putting out the lights in the living room and the living room.


As soon as I entered the room, I saw Arimbi just coming out of the bathroom, then walking towards me.


"I'm gonna grab a shirt in the room"


"You've got your clothes on, why take it?" I grabbed her wrist and led her to the bed.


"This is my shirt"


"Why is that?"


"I'm not comfortable because I don't wear underwear" she said shyly.


"Good" I told Arimbi to get on the bed.


He complied, breaking down carefully. That is, so that the sensitive part remains safe from my view.


He pulled out a blanket to cover his body. I, too, stretched out, pulling his shoulders so that his body would get close to me.


"Mas!"


"Hmm?"


"So that work that I'm discussing with Rosa's brother about Lala's custody?"


"You know?" I honestly didn't think Arimbi knew about it. But I thought, maybe Yoga told him to go.


"You know from Yoga?" I rubbed his arm.


"It wasn't him who told me, but the documents he was carrying, they were stored in the bottom cupboard. And I found it"


Silent for long enough. Because her fingers were playing around in my chest area, I was aroused again, but did not dare to ask for it because I knew she was still in pain.


"I'm not gonna let Hana take Lala away from you, Bi"


"Mas must indeed remove Mbak Hana from life mas, even mas must forget him. Because my future is now with me" she sounded sad.


He who was always afraid to look at me, now his fear is reduced even if only a little because he did it only briefly.


"But also do not forget, Mbak Hana is the woman who gave birth to Lala. I don't want Lala to forget about the mother who risked her life to worry about her"


"Don't, yeah!" The impression that after I nodded, I moved to change our position until I was on it.


He was back in the air of nervousness because of my treatment.


Focusing on one of the arms that landed beside his head, the other hand gently stroked his face.


"Thank you for reminding me" I said and then kissed her forehead.


"What?"


"Mak Hana is not afraid of the same?"


"No" I answered honestly. Hana was never afraid of me, I was afraid of her. During our marriage, I was in his control.


"Are you scared of me?" my question and he immediately nodded despite being very slow.


"Did Hana also dare to get angry?"


"Why talk about Hana?"


"I just want to know how Hana faced a mas that was so scary to me"


"During our brief marriage, my rank was still in the lower classes, I was still a soldier at that time. He often protests and even gets angry because I am rarely at home. At home for at most five days, and three to five months of on-court duty. He was also angry because I didn't want to retire early"


"Premature retirement?"


"Yes, he wanted it I became a businessman, like Ken mas, always at home to keep him"


"Keep it won't?"


I nodded to agree.


"Continue?" asked Arimbi hesitatingly.


"Maybe he was saturated with my rare condition at home, he ended up taking a shortcut"


"A provocation is also possible, ma'am?"


"No guessing" I said with a focus on looking at him. "After separation, and before mami betrothed us, my emotions continued to rise even on a daily basis, making me pursue the target of reaching the rank of Bintara. And just after we got married, I got that promotion I was after"


"If I had met a woman like you a long time ago, Bi" I continued after I had a chance to pause my speech.


"Mas can't say that. Implicitly, mas lamented Lala's presence"


"It's not Lala that I regret" Arimbi's black bead that fell on my chest area, now moved to scan my face.


"What?" Ask him to frown.


"Your love I realized too late"


"It's not too late"


"Im so sorry!" regrettably


Arimbi nodded then smiled. Our pair of beads fixedly stared at each other, moving to follow each other's movements, before I finally kissed her lips.


Seriate