Oh My Cecunguk
Episode 84

My head ached from hitting the seat and felt increasingly throbbing due to Alan's screams scolding Arman nonstop. While the one who was scolded could only bow while repeatedly apologizing. Let alone defending himself, just looking into his eyes, Arman did not dare to do so. Yes, Alan was indeed rather terrible when angry.

The queue behind our car is getting longer. They started honking and waiting impatiently. The sounds invaded my eardrums simultaneously, very deafening. I closed my eyes and closed my ears with both hands, hoping to get rid of the noise even if it was a waste. I could still hear Alan's screams as well as the sound of the horn getting louder and repetitive.

"Street." Alan instructs Arman to return to driving. I breathed a sigh of relief from it and lowered my hand from the ear.

"Okay, Young Master" said Arman. His tense shoulders drooped again after the man took a deep breath. Finally he could breathe calmly now, after getting the long curse that came out of Alan's sweet, venomous mouth.

"Darling, are you okay?"

I opened my eyes again and found Alan looking at me with a worried face.

"Are you hurt?" He asked again while examining me.

"I'm fine" I said, removing both palms that cupped my face.

"Let me check." His hands went back through every part of my body. Especially the head and face. He flipped it a few times.

"What are you doing?" I stopped his hand that was about to take off my shirt button.

"I'm checking on you" he said, looking at me with raised eyebrows.

"You sure you just want to check on me? not intending to strip me and take advantage?"

Alan grinned. "I did both." He admitted it without shame. "Put your hands away, Alea, let me check them, your waist or back may have been hurt by the impact."

I held onto my clothes tightly as his hand touched me again. I was afraid he would take my clothes off by force.

"Stop playing around, Al, you're scaring him," I said, glancing at Arman who had secretly stolen a glance at us through the rearview mirror. His hand gripped the steering tightly. His entire body stiffened again and the sweat on his forehead was as big as a corn seed.

Arman is young and a little naive. One time he accidentally caught me and Alan kissing in the office. At that time he not only misbehaved but also became a bit stupid. He's pacing in no direction. Confused between going in and seeing Alan or going back out. As if he could not find the door, he struck the glass twice as Alan told him to come out.

I can't imagine Alan actually taking off my clothes right now. Maybe that innocent man would faint upon witnessing it.

Alan turned his gaze away from me and turned to look at Arman sharply. "Are you peeping and eavesdropping on our conversation?"

Arman nodded quickly. "No, Young Master. I-I am brave," he replied slightly stuttering.

"good. Just be careful if you dare to peek at my woman when she's not wearing clothes, I'll cut out both your eyes and donate them to someone in need." Alan's threat had frightened his assistant. The man nodded while dragging in his chair.

"Close your eyes!" Tell Alan again.

"Flame..."

"Are you crazy!" as if hitting Alan's shoulder. This time it was hard enough that Cecunguk was complaining of pain.

"I'm sorry, I mispronounced" he said, rubbing the shoulder that had been hit by me. "Where might I have that kind of intention. I haven't even fucked you yet. I don't want to die yet and won't let you die either" he said with a cry.

I looked at him in disbelief. How can I like a shameless man like him? I think my brain has been a little troubled lately. Yeah, I must be crazy for being his wife. I quickly turned away from him. Leaning your head back and closing your eyes. I ignored Alan who continued to babble indistinctly. He is not only shameless but also a crazy pervert.

"Alea!" Alan called me back in a loud voice. Not only that, he also started shaking my body when I never responded. "Alea, are you okay?"

"Stop bothering me, I want to sleep," I said as I brushed off his hand, still with my eyes closed.

"I thought you fainted" he said with a small laugh. With a single pull he turned my position into lying down with his head in his lap. "Sleep" he said after peeping at my cheek. The movement of her hand stroking and playing with my hair made me sleepy.

I don't know how long I slept, when I opened my eyes again, the sky was dark. I blinked a few times, adjusting the light.

"You're awake" Alan said with a smiling face. His fingers were warm as he stroked my cheeks. I immediately got up and sat up straight. His legs must have been sore after holding my head for so long.

"Where are we now?" ask me while looking around. Several tall buildings and shops lined the right and left sides of the highway we crossed.

"Had arrived in the city of M" said Alan. He handed me a bottle of mineral water. "Drink," he said.

I immediately accepted it and drank the contents a few gulps. I always feel thirsty when I wake up. "Is it far away?" I asked as I returned the bottle to Alan.

"It will be soon" he said after downing the rest of the water I had previously drunk.

"Do you want to eat now or later?" Alan offered.

"Later, I'm not hungry."

"All right," said Alan.

My heart rippled as Alan grabbed my palm and kissed it a few times. My face warmed up and my heart pounded faster as he pulled my hand higher. Pasting and rubbing the back of my hand against her cheek with her eyes closed.

"Your hands are so soft, Alea. Like silk. I want to keep petting her like this, it's comfortable." He opened his eyes a few minutes later. His gaze fell onto his hand that was playing my finger.

"Your fingers are also very pretty. They are like biscuits in the shape of sticks. Every time I see him I want to bite him and eat him" he said.

I looked at him and smiled. "No, yours is prettier" I argued, disagreeing. Alan's fingers were long and slender, very pretty. Although my fingers are also slender but they are short.

"No. You wrong. Look, they're so small, so adorable" he said with a laugh. He compared my ring finger to his pinky. Then, make a small circle with his free finger and put it into my fingers. As if measuring its diameter.

"We've arrived, Young Master... Miss Alea," said Arman.

Alan and I were so engrossed in chatting that they didn't realize the car had stopped and was parked in the yard of a house... WAW.