Marrying the Depression Master

Marrying the Depression Master
CH-116 Shower Joint (Part 2 )


“You're really going to bathe me? I want to shower myself,” said Ara, even though last night there was no distance between them, she still felt embarrassed.


“Now it is my turn to bathe you,” replied Jack, standing looking at his wife who was sitting in the chair looking at him like a sick person.


Jack smiled then looked at Ara, looking at his wife's tense face. Patting her cheek Ara.


“Hey, I'm your husband, I just want to bathe you, why are you so tense?” said Jack.


Arapun smiled with a forced. Her face was getting red but she could not resist as her husband began to open the long coat she was wearing.


Now that he was sitting there using nothing in front of the man, it greatly made him insecure. She is not a beautiful woman that some might consider unworthy of Jack.


The man looked back at her and kissed her. Ah Jack, just take a shower there's a kiss-all show, inner Ara. Jack pulled Ara's hand to stand up and took the shower hose, starting to bathe her slowly. The hand down his body Ara rubbed it with soap slowly, from the fingers to the neck, down to the chest and all his body to his feet, no part of the body that escaped his touch.


Actually, if you feel it, it feels tickled hands down her body, but seeing Jack's serious expression so focused on bathing her, Ara can only let her body belong to her husband, Ara, like he always did with Jack.


Jack sat him back in the chair, took one of his legs above his knee, and he began to clean his toes. Ara just kept quiet, the man pampered her so much, sometimes there was a feeling what she deserved to be treated like this? Pia loved him so much, cared for him, did not want to hurt him, but he was a very perfect man, who could get a woman who was more everything from him.


When he finished, Jack stood up and removed the coat he was wearing. Now the naked body was standing in front of her Ara.


“When you take a shower,” said Ara, stand up straight away.


His hand will take the towel but Jack's hand holds it. Arapun relented and grabbed Jack's hand to bathe in the bathtub, but Jack again held his hand.


“Why? Usually you like to soak,” said Ara.


“You will be uncomfortable if you bathe me in the bathtub,” said Jack, staring back at Ara.


Jack was right on his leg still hurting, so Jack bathed him in the chair. He looked at the man, his heart just loved him more, the man was so very attentive to him.


Ara started looking at Jack. It turns out Jack occasionally splashes water also on Ara's body. This was their first time bathing together as a married couple.


Suddenly Jack asked.


“Are you going to whistle?” jack asked, making Ara surprised.


“It seems unnecessary, I will not whistle you anymore,” replied Ara, with a suddenly pale face, she felt bad for doing so all this time to Jack.


Jack smiled seeing the change in Ara's face.


“Without whistling it also stands alone. But every once in a while I must miss your whistles” said Jack.


Now that Ara's face turned red, Jack quickly kissed Ara on the cheek, his wife must be uncomfortable with it.


Not long after Ara finished bathing Jack. The man directly put the pyjamas towel on Ara's body, as well as on her own. As he had done, Jack had already carried him out of the bathroom. He did not let his wife walk, but Ara had gone to the study to eavesdrop on his conversation with the guest.


Jack immediately took Ara to the walk in closet room, it turns out the house servants who cleaned the room was no longer there. Now the bed was clean and neat as well as fragrant.


Jack picked a dress for Ara.


“Are you going to wear this shirt?” jack asked, he didn't know Ara's taste.


“Iya that's it,” replied Ara, her outstretched hand will take the shirt but it turns out Jack didn't let it.


“I'll put it on,” says Jack.


“I can take off your clothes, I should also be able to put them on,” continued Jack, making Ara's face red. Fortunately Jack said it was not being there servants of the house or he would be embarrassed later.


Finally Ara gave up, she just stood in front of the mirror as Jack dressed her up. Ara watched her husband's reflection in the mirror, she smiled, happy to have a husband as good as Jack. The man treated her like a princess.


Looking back at him in the mirror, there were some marks on his neck and chest. It is only fitting that Jack chose clothes that are somewhat closed models, so that he is comfortable.


“Jack!” call Ara.


“Iya,” replied Jack, closing the zipper of her dress Ara.


“Are you going to work?” ask Ara, looking at Jack.


“If you don't mind me staying for a while,” replied Jack, turning Ara's body to face him.


“It's okay, you must be very busy, but don't come home late, you can continue at home,” said Ara.


“Iya,” replied Jack.


Ara opened her wardrobe Jack, selected the clothes he bought yesterday with his mother-in-law.


“As far as you go,” replied Jack.


“This, your mother who bought it,” said Ara, making Jack surprised and looking at her.


“I shopped your clothes by your mom. He knows very well the size of his body, I thought I was the only one who memorized,” replied Ara.


“You picked me which shirt?” ask Jack.


Ara turned to the closet and picked up some clothes.


“This, this too,” replied Ara.


“I wear that only!” jack said pointing to the clothes that Ara held that he chose himself for Jack.


“You don't want to wear your mother's choice of clothes?” ask Ara.


“No, I don't want to wear it,” replied Jack, while removing his towel pajamas.


Ara did not speak anymore, it seemed like Jack really hated his mother. That's not a good thing, 'cause anyhow Mrs. Inez is Jack's real mother. Arapun put on the clothes that Jack pointed.


The man said nothing more, just stared into the mirror, his heart still hurt he was angry at his mother. Her mother who was so heartless to cheat on her father did not think of her. It is fitting that his mother did not visit him in RSJ, because his mother did not love him nor did she love his father.


Ara finished putting on Jack's clothes.


“It's done,” said Ara, smiled at her husband, then kissed Jack on the cheek, just like she used to do. Jack kissed her cheek.


Ara cried out in shock again as Jack again carried her.


“Jack, don't keep carrying me! I can walk by myself,” said Ara.


“I made you sick, so I have to take responsibility,” Jack said, again his words made Ara's face redden and could not resist as Jack carried her to the room and sat her on the bed.


Ara looked at Jack who was standing in front of her, whatever she was wearing was always suitable for Jack. The guy has a body that any shirt wears would be nice, he's like a model photo.


“You why?” jack asked, seeing his wife looking at him.


“You like a model photo, any clothes you wear always match, why don't you be a model photo?” ask Ara, smiling.


“You are! I don't like being a model photo!” lamented Jack, his face was instantly sour.


Ara laughed. He imagined the man walking down the catwalk.


Jack patted her on the cheek, making Ara stop laughing.


“Don't think of anything!” said Jack.  Arapun nodded, holding back his laughter.


“There's nothing I can't do to you,” Jack said.


“What?” ask Ara.


“Given you, I can't,” replied Jack, making Ara laugh again.


“After all I don't want you to decorate me!” said Ara, already imagined how the result if Jack dressed it.


“Do I need to call people to decorate you?” ask Jack.


“Ah no need, I can do it myself,” Ara said with a smile.


“Alright, I'll find Mr. Beni first now,” Jack said.


Then she lifted her body Ara again moved to the front of the dressing table, Jack came out of the room.


Ara looked at her face in the mirror but she remembered her cell phone, she sent a message to her friend to find someone who could speak French.


He immediately searched his phone and saw if there was an answer or not. It was there, he opened the message and read it. His face immediately pale, he was still glued to the phone still in his hand.


“Actually that guy was here to pick up Jack? Where are they taking Jack? Will Jack go far? Why didn't Jack tell me even keep this a secret?” muttered.


Ara let out a long sigh, trying to calm her heart. Jack shouldn't be playing with secrets like this. She's his wife, he should know what happened to her husband. He has to talk to Jack, he doesn't like Jack being closed to him.


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