My ex-Ipar Candidate
Don't Show Me (Gian)
Gian is now sitting on the sofa to relieve his tired moment. The man massaged his nose while looking for a moment towards the restroom, the sound of the door being pushed hard enough by his wife to surprise him.
"Hadeeuh, the little man could be my wife."
He shook his head slowly while pulling the corner of his lips, Gian did not blame the situation nor his parents. Sometimes he just feels his life is more colorful with whimpers and various babble girls.
It didn't take long, the little girl he meant now walked up to him. Of course with a uniform that is no longer neat, and makes Gian start to think.
"Why should your clothes be like that, Zura?"
Gian does not look at his wife now, Radha's appearance that is not as neat should make Gian can not avoid. Just pee, why can his clothes be such, thought Gian.
"Why indeed?"
His sinless face stared at Gian fiercely, there was nothing wrong for Radha. Only, he felt sultry and accidentally unbuttoned his uniform, and tied his original hair.
"Ck, don't get your clothes on, Ra."
Dih, the base of his brain is broken. Isn't his body still wrapped in a thin t-shirt, thought Radha while staring at his chest.
"I'm sultry, brother, anyways I'm not naked hello."
Her tiny lips and fierce eyes blended together as she folded her arms uttering the crazy challenge in front of Gian. Because this time it is the basis of Gian who bothers with his behavior.
"How dare he answer me," Gian looked at his wife's body from top to toe.
"How old are you?" the tananya is brief with a flat tone full of question marks.
"Heav ... And age? Why do you always ask age, no other questions? My shoe number or my dress size for example?"
After all, Radha's brain really can't face Gian. The man clenched his hands tightly while closing his eyes firmly. How could Radha's question answer as she pleased and even make her dizzy to talk especially.
"Mom-that's not what I mean, isn't your age over 15? You should be able to do what you shouldn't."
Radha shriveled, what's wrong. She did something natural, was not the answer right, thought Radha now silently staring inside her husband.
"If it's a hot bath, Zura, not by showing a little bit of your body like that in front of Big Brother, okay?!!"
The man got off the sofa and just walked into the bedroom. He was not angry, but he was afraid that such a thing would happen again in the future.
Though legally and religiously, Radha is his. Doing anything while it's good for Gian is legitimate. However, there is no way he ignored the wishes of Ardi and also Raka who he agreed a few moments after the agreement was over.
Radha momentarily fell silent, pondering what Gian meant by his words. The door of the room had closed, but Radha still felt strange. She was not very innocent, her friends had a vast knowledge of the world of marriage.
I don't know where they got it from, but the things that happened when they got married can Radha know a little. He had been married to Gian for some time, but he had not experienced what he imagined.
Sometimes he feels funny, even to sleep with Radha feels amused, let alone more, he thought. Not wanting too long, he might be immersed in body odor that is enough to make Radha grimace.
"Jeez, this must be the stench on me."
After an obscure swearing that even belonged to a slander, Radha went into her room. Pushing the door slowly hopes Gian has not fallen asleep, as usually the man can only fall asleep if the room is pitch black.
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He stepped slowly, and now his eyes were locked on the figure of the man who was lying as he liked on the bed with his arms closed from the glitter of the room lights.
Radha was momentarily stunned, could it be that her husband was so late that he could fall asleep that easily. Even the clothes are still complete, fortunately it has been removed from the shoes, thought Radha staring all over Gian.
"Tumben, usually fussy when it's not dark," chirped Radha now put the bag and all other school equipment.
Not wanting to get dizzy, Radha passed by to clean himself up. Of course, by bringing a change of clothes to avoid things that he does not want.
Radha is not the name if the bath can be completed in a matter of minutes. Whatever he did, the shower took a long time. Short sleep clothes that are not too thin but not too thick are really comfortable and fit on his body.
His hair was still wrapped in a small towel, the fragrant scent of his body even amazed Radha herself. Feeling beautiful and now looking at her face glimpsed in the big mirror.
Radha turned her head and looked at Gian still with the same position, not even switching one bit. For a moment he was silent, for some reason his feelings began to be uncomfortable.
"Oh Allah, what sleep is he," said Radha biting her lips, because Gian was completely silent and did not change position.
She took a long shower, but the position of her husband's hand did not change. He approached, even to dry his hair Radha did not think about it first.
Radha got into bed and sat down by Gian's side, staring fixedly at her husband's face which was partially hiding behind his arms. Radha brought her face closer, it was clear that her breathing would not sound so clear.
"His hands are heavy, Lord!"
Radha turned her husband's hand to look at Gian's face more freely. Radha's heart thumped when her husband's handsome face was clearly visible at such a close distance.
"Quiet, Radha ...."
He sighed for a moment, for a moment he felt calm after hearing the roar of Gian's breath even though it was so smooth. The eyes were closed but he could still feel sharp, various cold and annoying gazes from Gian were still clearly imagined even though he was closed now.
"Oh my God, that's cute."
Spontaneously he patted his lips after the compliment escaped his lips, Radha was very afraid Gian would hear it. But if he noticed, Gian was sleeping and there was no way he could hear the sweet speech.
In the middle of his activities, his stomach again felt drained. Obviously, he hadn't even received any food since noon. Too reluctant Radha to eat when at Laura's residence.
In the midst of difficult situations, he needs Gian. Of course, he was afraid of being the reason, and he also needed a heavy meal and would not be enough if he only ate noodles or bread tonight.
"Judah woke up, the handsome did not make you full."
He took a deep breath and gathered the courage to wake Gian up. As much as possible he should make Gian calm and not angry at all.
"Ehem-ahem!!"
"Sister, wake up, don't sleep yet."
Gian only moved a little although Radha patted his face a few times, he was indeed very very tired so his sleep was so sound.
"Sister!!"
"Ehm?" Gian made a sound but was so lazy, now he turned his back on Radha and closed his eyes again.
"Sister, haven't had a bath yet huh, haven't eaten either, how will Brother get sick?"
The compulsion in the form of attention that Radha gave began to succeed in making Gian move, with slightly red eyes and a lesion face now the man sat down and stared lazily at his wife.
"What's wrong?"
"Color, anu ..."
"You why?"
"Hungry, Brother."
Gian sighed resignedly, he had expected since the beginning Radha woke him must have wanted something else. It's really annoying but Gian can't argue, it's true, where maybe his wife is not hungry, he thought.
"Wait here" said Gian to move and wash his face for a moment.
"Yihaaa, eat-eat-eat-eat-eat." Too happy to make Radha so, like a child promised sweet things by his parents.
"Can you shut up, Zura?"
Gian's voice made him speechless, but not one bit scared. With his innocent face he laughed without a sound, closed his mouth tightly but his pleasure could not be fully covered.
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