Marrying the Driver's Child
CHAPTER 40

“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?”

Every word Arsen spoke made the fine fur on my back bristle, a tingling sensation in the area that is now where Arsen leaned his chin. While his right hand was already mer*m*s up my hill, his left hand was working by grabbing the winding towel on the hemisphere of the hill.

Crazy one! Don't let Arsen take this towel off, I'm not wearing anything. My brain is working harder, thinking about what I should do, stopping Arsen or allowing him to do what he is rightfully doing.

“Stop!” My hand held tightly to the towel I was wearing.

“Why?” asked Arsen quietly, right in my ear. His breathing gushed against my exposed neck and shoulders. His left hand, which was trying to open the winding of my towel, has now moved to stroke my shoulder up to my arm, then back up to my shoulder again, making me feel something strange. There was a kind of heat that spread all over my body that was cold to be hit by water when I took a shower.

“I want to change clothes,” I said while slowly elbowing his stomach that makes Arsen back complaining.

“Sick, Kimmy. You do not need to change if later I release all,” said Arsen who is now retreating and sitting in bed.

“Basic pervert.” I left Arsen after getting my clothes.

I went back to the room after putting on my pajamas, and my husband was still compressing his face with ice.

“You've eaten?” my question was suddenly awkward and chose to sit on a dresser chair.

“Not hungry, are you hungry?” That handsome face looked at me, I became nervous because of his gaze.

“Bikin noodles only later if laper,” I replied while taking my eyes off Arsen.

My heart was already racing because of that look. I don't want to try to avoid her eyes.

“You know it doesn't feel like being thumped by someone who is good at taekwondo?”

What kind of question is that? Who thumped him, yes, where do I know, ‘kan?

“Maybe the same as falling from a bicycle,” replied me origin.

Arsen suddenly got out of bed and walked over to me. What's he gonna do now? Is he gonna ask for his rights tonight? No, I'm not ready. I don't want to get pregnant while in college, I still want to seize papa's company so that papa is not arbitrary anymore. No Arsen, don't do that.

“It feels a lot sicker than a fall, Kim.” Arsen was standing in front of me. While I tried to dodge by retreating backwards, but instead hit the dresser and dropped my makeup equipment. Then, forcedly, I sat down at the dresser.

“What do you want?” I was desperate.

“I want a gift to treat this pain, Kim.” Arsen sat on the chair I used to sit in.

“What?”

“On lightning alone I get a kiss gift, now you want to thank anything I receive kok.” Arsen wrapped his hands around my waist, so that I was locked and could no longer move.

What should I give him. In the anxiety of my heart, Arsen suddenly pulled my nape making our noses stick together.

My hand reflexively draped around Arsen's neck, and I immediately mel*m*at his lips. It was so exciting, and I flew back into space with him. Arsen's hand growled*y*ng from the neck to the nape of my neck, right now, we are being intoxicated by the passion that burns our souls.

Long kisses, occasionally taking a breath and then continuing. Until unknowingly, I was not wearing top clothes because Arsen's hands worked very smoothly, whether since when he began to take off the hill cover hooks and unbutton my pajamas one by one. Maybe because I enjoyed our kiss so much that I didn't notice it.

Arsen took off our link to see the view of my two twin hills.

“Kimmy, I've seen it,” said Arsen with a face that looked so happy.

I can't speak because I want to refuse also Arsen has seen it. Arsen pulled my nape back and our lips met again. Arsen took me back to space as his kiss slowly descended to the neck, of course, leaving a trail of his adventures.

Inspired by the pleasure he gave, I did not realize when suddenly the tip of my hill was painful due to a bite. My eyes that had been closed were forced to open wide and were immediately shocked when Arsen put my hill into his mouth.

I goosebumps as Arsen takes a strong sip, like a starving baby. Arsen took turns enjoying my hill with his occasional hands playing around at the top of the hill.

I felt the core of my body, that very sensitive part twitching, it was so uncomfortable, it was so wet that I didn't understand what was causing it.

Arsen released his mouth from the top of my hill. “Iya,” answered him who was now looking at me. While his right hand is still mer*m*s my left hill.

“Arsen, what we ...” My brain can't make up words.

I mean, I wanted to ask her if we were gonna do something that should have been from the beginning of our marriage.

“What are we?” asked Arsen who went back to devouring my hill, it seems he did not want to waste a chance, because not necessarily tomorrow I allow it.

Once again I mendes*h accompanied by the name Arsen that always appears in my brain.

“Kimmora,” call someone who seems to be out of the house.

“Who is it?” I was a little panicked.

From his voice it was a man, could Dion have come back?

“Kimmy, Arsen,” call someone again, in a louder voice than before.

“Who?” Arsen shouted, whose tone sounded annoyed.

Arsen hurriedly put and buttoned my pajamas quickly. While I just gawked at him who put on an annoyed face. After finishing putting on my pajamas, he grabbed his shirt and walked quickly to meet the person who had been disrupting his adventure.

I peeked out of my bedroom door, as Arsen opened the front door and displayed the figure of Kak Dareen who looked different from his long-sleeved sweatshirt.

“Kakak.” I ran over to Dareen, but it felt different. My twin hills move freely, and it makes me realize, I'm not wearing the cover. Ah, crap! Because of Arsen I was not comfortable meeting Brother Dareen.

“Kimmy, sister bring your favorite sweet martabak.” Brother Dareen and Arsen were already sitting in the guest chair, while I had to pull my pajamas a little forward so that the twin hills were not printed clearly.

I chose to sit next to Arsen, hiding behind Arsen's back which seemed to be confused by my behavior as well.

“Arsen you why?” ask Kak Dareen who may have just realized with the battered face of Arsen.

“Ha ha, ordinary sister, there is a slight misunderstanding,” replied Arsen relaxed, his tone was soft like before opening the front door.

“You beat Kimmy to smithereens?” ask Kak Dareen who seems to not understand.

“Enak aja, emang since when I can beat people up to be battered that,” my protest.

“You guys beat each other up?” Kak Dareen's question is getting weird.

‘“Means?” asked Arsen who seemed to be confused.

“It was on Kimmy's neck,” said Kak Dareen while chuckling.

Arsen turned to look at me. Then, he smiled shyly. There's not a trace of scrap on my neck anymore.

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I'm speechless, I'm innocent, I don't understand, it's a scrap why is it on the neck?

Bang Arsen, have you made it to the top ‘kan? Tomorrow don't ask for more. Make Othor migraine 🤧🤧🤧🤧

Okay so soon, just take a moment to think about it even more true migraine.

Stay healthy yes gengs, do not forget the trail ritual, Arsen always leave a trail, you also yes. Like, Comment, Present and Vote.

See you next time Unfortunately Kimmy-Arsen 👋👋👋👋