Marrying the Driver's Child
CHAPTER 39

"Stop Dion, don't hurt Arsen anymore, he's innocent." I immediately stood before Dion before my ex-lover hit Arsen again.

"What are you defending him for?" asked Dion who was still covered in anger.

"Because he's my husband,”, I answer no less fiery than him.

I don't know, I reflexively confessed my marriage to Arsen in front of Dion. I hugged Arsen again, I felt so scared when I saw him constantly getting beat up by Dion. Arsen, I'm sorry. Ii'm sorry.

“Show proof!”

“Do we have any proof?” I asked Arsen after taking off my arms.

What kind of evidence can make Dion feel confident, while the wedding photos alone we do not have. What Arsen can prove is our marriage. How'this?

“Wait a moment!” arsen told Dion. He helped my body to stand up.

While Arsen walked into the house, I saw Dion just speechless. Although our relationship ended a week ago, but the man did not seem to accept the reality. It was all my fault, and I was stuck in a situation that both hurt them.

“Sorry,” I say sincerely to Dion.

“You're the meanest woman I've ever met,” said Dion. “Maybe this is also karma from God because I used to play with women's hearts.” Dion smiled wryly.

Right now, Dion's cute face is still intact with no significant injuries, because as far as I was, Arsen only hit Dion once. Of course very different from Arsen who almost all his face battered.

“I really did not expect it would be like this,” I said.

“He's also stupid.”

Then Arsen emerged from the house, carrying a brown envelope that I did not understand what was inside.

“Lo open by yourself, it has coffee if you want to check the authenticity.” Arsen handed over the envelope that Dion immediately opened.

Dion looked wrinkled as he watched the two small red and dark green books. It was like I had seen that book, but where?

Dion opened the book and rubbed his face violently.

“So, you guys are really married!” Dion showed me a picture of me opposite Arsen on one of the pages of the booklet.

Is that what we call a marriage book? Why am I just realizing it now? Since when was my picture there?

“Almost four months ago,” replied Arsen.

“And you with beg*nya let your wife go out with me, what kind of husband lo.” Dion pushes Arsen's body.

“Gue does not want any meaning to him, from the first I can only see him from afar. I've retreated before dapetin his heart, because aware of my position.”

“Gue don't know what?”

“The chance suddenly came when I tried to give her away, and I was chosen to be her husband. This marriage hurt her so much, I know that, and when I saw her laughing at you, I chose diem while trying to make her heart. I'm sorry to you, for all my selfishness.”

“Lo has gone crazy Asen.” Dion returned the marriage book to Arsen, and left the house. Leave me and Arsen alone in this house.

To be honest, I don't understand what Arsen said to Dion, but I don't want to ask for now.

"It hurts?" I want to break the silence.

"It's nothing compared to the pain of seeing you walk the same way as other guys." Arsen took my hand.

"I took medicine first, your wounds." I took Arsen into our rented house.

Upon entering the house, it felt like it had just been cleaned, not looking like an old abandoned house.

"I look for warm water first to compress your wounds yes,” said I after we arrived in the tv room.

Arsen even pulled my hand making my step stifled.

“If you want to compress using cold water first, Kim.” Arsen tried to smile even though he looked in pain because both ends of his lips were bruised.

“Yaudah I searched in refrigerator.” I took off Arsen's hand.

“In the refrigerator does not exist, ‘kan not yet I plug in the refrigerator again after we stay,” said Arsen. “Udah do not need to be compressed, there are you beside me already reduce the pain kok.”

He could have said that when he was seriously injured.

“Ih, really dreadful, yaudah I looked to minimarket first.”

I also went to buy the necessities to treat Arsen's wounds. Since it was dark, I went by car.

After I managed to get everything I thought was necessary, I immediately went home and immediately looked for Arsen's whereabouts.

In the tv room, in her room, even in my room she wasn't there. However, I felt relieved when I heard the sound of water in the bathroom.

I slowly compressed the bruises on Arsen's face that had now been lying on the headboard. While I sat on the edge of the bed.

“Auws. “ Arsen grimaced in pain as the coldness of this cloth-clad ice cube hit his wound.

“Sick?” I asked, even though I knew the answer must have hurt a lot.

“Iya, what because of the ice yes."

"It's too cold, huh?"

"Yes, but it will melt for a long time, just like your heart."

I blushed because of Arsen's words. In the past, my heart was frozen without wanting to dive into Arsen's heart.However, right now I feel my heart is starting to melt slowly.

“Can be you.” I slapped Arsen's stomach with a shy smile.

“Auw, auw.” Arsen was in pain again while holding his stomach. His face looked like he was enduring pain.

“Arsen, you why?”

Arsen clasped my hand tightly, it must have been in a lot of pain.

Out of curiosity, I also revealed to the top of the long-sleeved shirt worn by Arsen.

“Arsen, your stomach is also injured!”

“Gara-gara kick your girlfriend tuh, he is a champion taekwondo.”

“Mantan,”

I unbuttoned Arsen's shirt one by one, and helped him remove it from Arsen's pure white body. Afterwards I compressed Arsen's stomach with ice cubes.

“I love you, Miss Kimmy,” said Aren who made me smile embarrassed to hear it.

“You used a cheek blender?” ask Arsen.

“No, why?” I held both of my cheeks, I haven't even taken a shower after coming home from college.

“Your cheeks are red. I think you're wearing what's that called? Or maybe you blush again?”

“Ih, why try blushing with you. I'm going to take a shower, you go on your own.” I took the towel and left Arsen.

In the bathroom, I looked at my own face in the mirror. Is it true that my cheeks are red? Shame it would be, surely Arsen thought I again blushed with him.

After taking a shower, I realized that I did not bring a change of clothes, while the clothes I was wearing were wet from splashing water. Understandably, the bathroom is without a shower and just rely on a dipper to take the water.

With a sneak I walked into the room only wearing a towel that covered the chest up to half a thigh. I slowly peeked outside, hoping Arsen would fall asleep because I took a long shower.

True allegations. The man was lying down and closed his eyes, with his upper body open. Be safe! I turned her back to pick up the clothes in the closet.

While I was still busy looking for my pajamas, suddenly someone hugged me from behind.

“One month ago I could touch it, right?” the man whispered right in my ear.

“What?” I ask who still does not understand the meaning of Arsen.

“This.” Arsen's right hand moved slowly from the abdomen up to my twin hillside, and stopped at the hill on the left. “Now I can only hold, or can I do more?”

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*What did you do Bang? Is it hard to climb mountains? Not sick anymore*?

Does anyone understand what Arsen said to Dion? Tell Kimmy yes, he doesn't understand.

Okay. After muters around the village for ice cube nyari, finally met also the sale. What does ice cube really bother Thor? Make compress Babang Arsen, time to make ice syrup 🙈🙈

Well, yes, Othor's another migraine, like the flu. So slow make up a lot.

The trail of adventure first.

Uh.

Wrongfully.

The trail ritual. Like, Comments, Gifts, and Votes.

Okay. See You again. Lenten.