Marrying the Driver's Child
CHAPTER 48

It was very dark, Papa's house had also begun to desolate. Oma had already gone to her room, Bi Sri and Mbak Lastri had also rested. While I was alone in the family room while watching my favorite Korean drama.

To be honest my eyes were already very sleepy, but I was still faithfully waiting for Arsen to come home, because he would be home soon. Long enough to wait, finally my eyes can not stand it too. I started to close my eyes when suddenly someone peeked at me, and it kept me awake again.

I saw Arsen squatting down looking at me who was sleeping on the long sofa of this family room.

"You haven't slept?" Arsen rubbed my hair.

I just shook my head, and then Arsen smiled.

"Have you eaten?" He rubbed my cheek instead and kissed her briefly.

"Have you eaten?" ask me with a loud voice.

"Udah, let's go to the room." Arsen turned off the television, then lifted my body into his carry.

“Arsen, no!” my protest was only responded to by a smile by my husband.

Seeing her smile, I smiled and put my hand on Arsen's neck.

“I have not lifted weights for a long time, consider this a sport.” Arsen laughed softly.

Arsen took me up the stairs one by one until we finally arrived at the room and Arsen threw me in bed. We just stared at each other as our eyes locked on each other. Arsen who was on top of me continued to look at me as his hand rubbed my hair very gently.

Arsen took off his jacket and threw it on the sofa. The muscles in Arsen's arm could be seen clearly because Arsen was currently wearing only a short-sleeved white T-shirt. Arsen looked back at me, just staring without speaking, and it made me blush in shame.

“Why just see me?” ask me when he's done nothing after a while.

“Because at the moment I want to enjoy your face after a day I have no chance to enjoy it.” Arsen stroked my cheeks which I believe had met with redness.

I could not reply to the beautiful words she said, for I enjoyed her eyes so much, as well as her handsome face that was so close to me.

My heart pounded as Arsen brought his face closer to me, I knew he would kiss me, and it closed my eyes so I could enjoy it.

My breath and his breath are united, and so are our two lips that meet again.

“What did you learn with Oma today?” asked Arsen who suddenly let go of his lips.

I was quite surprised, as I thought he would take me to the clouds with his intoxicating kiss, but as it turned out, he just stuck his lips together.

“Mijitin Oma.” I turned my face away from her, I felt so disappointed that I failed to get her kiss.

Why did you suddenly not kiss me? Should I kiss her first?

“Can?” tanyanya is still above me.

I still turned my face away from him, preferring to pay attention to the sleeping lights we hadn't turned on yet.

“Hmm, can I try?” Arsen spread his body beside me, making my gaze on the sleeping lamp blocked by his handsome face.

“What?”

“Your learning results with Oma.” Arsen got up from his position and took off his jeans.

After that he sat back in bed and leaned on the headboard with the legs he offered.

“Massage?” my many.

Arsen nodded then pulled my hand. Forcing me to get up from my position.

Arsen was currently wearing only short bokser pants that were only half a thigh, making me flutter when I was about to touch him.

“Come! Tired also loh carry you from the bottom up to the room.” Arsen patted his left thigh.

“I ‘kan did not ask,” I replied.

“But you like ‘kan?” Arsen flickering.

Sure, I liked it when he was holding me, but I felt so ashamed to touch it.

“Come on Kim, just a moment, later if you are not tired I go to the masseuse deh,” said Arsen.

As soon as I remembered what I had this afternoon imagined, if I did not remove his fatigue, Yumna would massage him.

“No, no! Don't go to the masseur, let me just,”.

I closed my eyes as I touched Arsen's white feet.

Still closing my eyes, I began massaging Arsen's thigh, slowly starting to descend to his calf, then again massaging his thighs.

“You like to go to massage place?” I still want to massage it. However, I began to dare to open my eyes and look at him.

“Em, rarely, maybe once a year if really tired,” he replied.

“Yang mijit women?” my question is to make sure, it is not Yumna who is massaging it, ‘kan?

Arsen laughed, then he got up and kissed me on the cheek. While I was just looking at him confused.

“His man is old Kim, and he is father-father,” he replied which made me smile.

I resumed my massage at Arsen's feet, alternately as Oma had taught me.

“Now I won't massage there again, because my wife's massage is better.” Arsen pulled me into his arms.

“True, my massage is good?” I hugged her back.

“Yes, you studied in earnest yes earlier.”

“Who said, Oma even nagged on, less hard, too hard, less tasty, less all, annoying.”

“But it was good, tomorrow I want again.” Arsen kissed my forehead.

I feel good when Arsen likes my massage, which means what I imagined this afternoon would not come true, right?

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Five days at Papa's house, it's like five years in hell. The chatty Oma told me to do many things that she said a wife should be able to do. Starting from cooking, massaging, sweeping, washing dishes, mopping the floor, even washing clothes by hand. I feel like Oma will really make me a free maid at Papa's house.

“Which net Kim,” Oma's tirade.

I was currently sweeping the front yard of Papa's house wide enough, and the Magic Grandma was watching me by sitting on a chair while enjoying her tea and snacks on this sunny afternoon.

“Oma, I already know how, now let me continue Mbak Lastri yes, I am very tired Oma.” I sat down next to Oma.

I've swept half of Papa's total yard five times the size of the rented house.

“Enak aja, if you nyapu not clean, Arsen will grow brewok, you want?” Oma looks at me cynically.

“Ih, if it grows bewok yes stay shaved Oma!” sahutku.

“No will work, today is shaved, tomorrow it has grown longer. The more shaved the longer the growth, and that's because you are not clean nyapunya.”

“Emang can?”

“Yes can, ‘kannya your wife.”

The theory of where the hell did Oma get it. What does the broom have to do with the brewok?

“No problem Oma, than I'm tired of nyapu, mending I'm tired of helping Arsen shave brewok.”

“Basic wife is useless, if you can't do anything, your husband can find a wife who can take care of everything rather than staying with you. You want Arsen to find a new wife?”

“Very bad anyway Oma talking about it.”

“Eat him his splinter. Arsen's gonna go home and see the clean house must be happy with him.”

I was forced to obey Oma's orders, which always threatened me by carrying the names of Arsen and his ex.

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Oma, I'm listing that Arsen is looking for a wife who can do it all. Can be Oma 😅😅😅

Kim, allow your most sholehah and most innocent sister in NT to be your honey 😅😅😅

Yesterday like someone asked for a visual of Arsen's gaping hot. Oh, can not yes, Othor kan sholehah, later reported to NT can be lost dong.

Head to IG Othor at @ittaharuka or FB Othor Itta Haruka

Later I uploaded the visual 😅😅😅😅

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