Marrying Sister-in-law
Do you like me?

"Ma.mama.." call Pras from the room.

Dara who prepared breakfast stopped and asked Bik Jum to continue then she walked towards Pras' room.

"Ma, please look for my das." Pras said while wearing his shirt.

Dara usually prepares Pras work clothes. He'll put her on the bed. And as he remembered earlier he had chosen a tie that matched the shirt Pras was wearing at this time.

Dara turned her eyes away because Pras was wearing clothes in front of her and had not buttoned her entire shirt.

'The body is already there." replied Dara

"No one, please Carikan."

"How could it not exist, I've put it here earlier" muttered quietly.

Pras smiled ignorantly, He will prank the virgin. "Ma, tie.." Pras deliberately turned to face the woman who was behind him, Pras knew Dara was embarrassed.

Obviously I put it there, where did the tie go, did he deliberately hide it, but for what?

Dara immediately lowered her head, her face flushed red, this was the first time she had seen Pras' body, which definitely made her body tremble.

Lazy to argue, Dara again opened the closet and looking for a tie that is suitable for her husband to wear.

Without turning his head, Dara extended her hand to give the tie to Pras. Instead of accepting Pras actually stepped forward and slightly bowed before the virgin hinted that the virgin who dressed her.

"Ma," call Pras slowly

Dara snorted, "modus", he said in his heart

Dara came forward and began to pair the tie around Pras' neck. Pras was silent and looked at the beautiful face of his wife, if viewed as close as this, dara looks more beautiful than usual, let alone dara does not use makeup, her natural beauty is different from dinda.

Pras felt something different. The tremor came back, to be honest his heart was beating faster than usual. Am I in love for the second time?

The virgin's hands trembled and she became groggy. Since getting married this was the first time she had been so close to Pras. Such an intimate position made his heart not beat as it should.

Pras tried to hold the beat in his chest, and as much as possible he was just ordinary. Pras did not want to hear his heart beating.

"Already" said Dara disperse Pras daydream about dara.

Pras coiled his hands around his wife's slender waist. Of course it was not the smile he got, the virgin muttered and stared intently at him.

"Take me off, brother"

"Call me papa, then I'll let you go" Pras said smiling ignorantly.

"No." answered the sniffle

"Hahaha.I'll happily hold you. I don't mind doing it, it's me..."

"Let go, don't ever think I'm going to accept you" Dara tried to let go.

"I'm really curious, what exactly makes you hate me so much!" this time Pras spoke seriously, his eyes staring intently at the blind and demanding honesty there.

"Curtain, you always pretend. I hate you, you're a playboy." Dara spoke out loud.

"Playboys? I've never cheated on Dinda, and I'm not close to any other woman, either? why did you say I was a playboy?" There was an angry tone in every sentence Pras said and he demanded an answer.

The two were silent and looked at each other, but lost.

"Forget it, let go of me" the wench lowered his head and spoke quietly.

"I don't like your unwarranted accusations. I want your honesty, say it or I'll do the job a husband should do to his wife."

Pras' words again made the body of the virgin react, she stared intently at Pras and again tried to break away, but she was just a weak girl who could not possibly fight the strength of her husband. Just a gaze full of anger and hatred represented his current resistance.

Pras laughed mockingly. The evil grin had already adorned his handsome face, at first he only wanted to tease his wife, but the word playboy said virgin really offended his heart. Pras has changed, since that event he is no longer a playboy.

Melhat dara did not want to talk, Pras again chuckled softly.

"Are you ready to be my wife?" pras asked with an intimidating look.

Dara really hates this situation, she hates not being able to fight Pras' strength, honestly of course she does not want to.

Pras' words re-echoed, being a real wife, of course, dara did not want it to happen, he did not want to give himself to Pras, he did not want to give himself, even though she knew it was wrong because Pras was her husband and entitled to her.

Pras advanced his face, for some reason his eyes only focused on the pink lips that looked trembling. It was tempting, his maleness instinct appeared without him being able to resist.

The cup, the wench dara dodged and Pras could only kiss her cheek.

Pras did not run out of sense, he again advanced his face, and wanted to kiss the virgin, making the body of the virgin tremble in fear.

Her glassy virgin eyes, her courage and arrogance were gone, vanishing instantly. His body was trembling and afraid.

"Le. Get off me, brother!"only that word could be said from his lips.

"Say, what makes you hate me so much?" reintroduction

"Look at me and answer honestly!" Pras spoke in a high tone.

"I hate you, you cheap playboy, you bastard, you evil, you mean.." You're evil.

The words of the wife made Pras speechless, himself sculpting. "Playboys? assholes"

Why is that the only word he said, when I never cheated on Dinda, and I was very loyal.

"I've never cheated on Dinda, and right now I'm not close to anyone, don't accuse me without proof?" Pras shook his body waiting for an answer, making the virgin even more frightened.

"I know who you are" Dara shouted out loudly. Feeling intimidated by choosing to be honest.

"since you've been a playboy, you've been playing with girls' feelings, and you've been walking around with other women behind Dinda too, no need to dodge 'cause I've been looking at it with my own eyes. you're a bad brother, you're a bad man."

After talking the body of the virgin fell slumped and sat on the floor. The pain of his heart that he had been alone all this time finally came out, he revealed it all. There is a sense of relief in the heart of the virgin. At least his burden had been slightly reduced. And Pras no longer needs to be so good-natured with her.

"What's just that!" pras asked in a slow tone.Pras tried to understand the feeling of virginity. He thinks Dara just misunderstood.

"I can explain everything. I can prove all your accusations wrong."

Dara shook her head, "Because of you I'm so afraid of a relationship."

"Because of you, I hate all men, for me all men are the same, they approach me because of bad intentions, you cause me trauma."

"Why me?" pras was confused. Right now his mind is completely empty and he does not know to be happy or sad, Pras has not been able to think clearly.

"Did you like me?"

Pras's question made the woman surprised, her face pale, revealing the truth and her pain to reveal the secret of her heart that she had been silent. Closing the love he buried deep in the bottom of his heart. He never told anyone, including Dinda.

How's continuation? Dara honest g huh? how do you react to Babang Pras!!

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