Teasing A Naughty Husband
Salting

"Hurry way! We've been left far behind from your parents" said Bunga, looking away.

"Ready, Sweet Miss!"

"What, anyway," grumbled the Flower with a blushed face. She was never called a lady for life. The call sounded embarrassing, to the point that his face was flushed red.

Artha started the car engine. Their goal is their home. Without Hendry's direction, Artha could not have been wrong address. However, Bunga was worried about it because Hendry's car was no longer visible.

The flower fell asleep for the rest of the trip because overnight he was unable to fall asleep soundly. The girl who was about to celebrate her 31st birthday was looking very pretty while sleeping. Artha was getting more and more interested in him, even at this moment, she was eager to bite those thin lips.

Huh .... Since when did I get so dirty just from staring at the lips of a sleeping girl? When I was with Elena, I never felt anything this crazy.

Artha felt amused herself with her perverted thoughts. Why was she so excited as she looked at her fiance's face? He himself was confused and did not know the reason.

Two hours later, they arrived at Hendry's house. The couple had been waiting for Artha and Bunga since thirty minutes ago. However, Artha got out of the car alone.

Khumaira asked her son. Hendry listened to the conversation of the mother and child because he was curious. He was very sure, Bunga was in the car, but why not get out?

"The flowers seem exhausted, Ma. Artha could not wake him. Better, Mama and Papa, just go in the house. When Bunga wakes up, Artha will take him inside" Artha said as she turned to Bunga's car.

"Oh …. Yes," said Khumaira. She pulls her husband's arm and walks into the house, while Artha returns to the car.

She accompanied the flower in the car. The girl frowned in her sleep. In fact, Artha heard the girl delirious.

"You're evil, Pras. I love you, hiks …."

Artha's blood was as if boiling hearing Flower mention the name of another man. He did not know Flowers well because they had only met three times. However, the name of the man who had just come out from the lips of the sleeping girl made his heart curious. What was the girl's past like and who was the man so lucky that he entered the Flower dream? Artha really wanted to know all that, but she did not want to make Bunga uncomfortable with her.

"Who is that man, Bunga?" artha asked in a very low voice. He whispered in the ears of the still sleeping Flower. Unexpectedly, the girl answered her question while still asleep.

"My ex-boyfriend."

Ex-lover? So, she still loves her ex-boyfriend? Damnit damnit! Why am I upset?

Artha did not want to hear the man's name being called again by Bunga. Although he could not bear it, he finally patted the back of the girl's hand. In one call, the girl woke up.

"Had arrived, huh? Sorry, I overslept" said Bunga, stretching his muscles. Sleeping in a hard car seat, making his body feel stiff.

"It was three hours ago," Artha replied in a faint tone.

"Yes, sorry. Anyway, why haven't you been awake since? Even anger is unclear. Brondong base is labile," Ketus Flowers. He did not accept being scolded by Artha because he did not feel wrong. If the man had woken him earlier, he would have woken up.

Flowers are not the type of woman to wake up to. Even during sleep, he can immediately wake up if there is a message sound from the phone. The weakness is only one, the human voice.

While asleep, if someone invites him to talk, he will answer and feel all of it is a dream. Because of this, the contents of the Flower's heart are easily scratched while he is sleeping. Because of this, his girlfriend eventually married someone else.

He did not know exactly what reason Pras married another girl when Bunga was struggling to pursue a career. People who are expected to support it morally, just disappear when needed. More painfully, she showed up with a wedding invitation letter.

Flowers are very foreign to their hospitality. Usually, the future mother-in-law has always been a difficult person to deal with. However, in contrast to Khumaira, the woman was very welcoming to the presence of Flowers. To the extent that, the girl felt awkward to speak.

"Thank you, Auntie," said Bunga.

"No need to be confused. Uh! Where are you going, Ar?"

"Artha wants to take a shower, Ma. Sticky, not at home," he replied as he climbed the stairs.

Until the dinner was over, Artha still did not come out of her room. Khumaira was not happy with her son's attitude, who seemed to avoid dinner with Bunga. In fact, Artha said that she was attracted to the girl of their choice.

"I'm sorry Artha, my Flower Boy. It looks like he's asleep" said Khumaira, trying to find an excuse.

"But ..he hasn't eaten anything since morning" said Bunga. Although it has no taste, but he can not let someone starve.

Artha had eaten nothing since they left. At the rest area, he also did not take lunch with Bunga. The girl was worried, Artha's stomach was troubled if she missed a meal.

"yes too. Ah, if not ... What if, Flower boy, bring food to Artha? Maybe, he hasn't slept yet" Hendry suggested. He used the Flower's worry as an excuse to make Artha closer to the Flower.

"Sa-my?" Wildflowers. How could he be asked to bring food for the man? Moreover, they had clashed their mouths a moment ago.

"Yes!" Khumaira answered quickly and loudly, leaving Bunga a little aghast in shock.

"Well, Om," said Bunga in the end. However, Artha came down shortly after she replied.

"No need to bring. Artha will be eating at the dining table now. You guys, just rest" Artha said as she walked towards the dining table.

"Yes already." Khumaira took Bunga to the guest room which was just below the stairs.

The room was very spacious and filled with luxurious furniture. The gaped flower saw the painting frame made of pure gold. However, it was not the frame that made it gaping, but the photo of the boy that was displayed inside the frame.

"Bdf …. That ... him? Geez! It turned out that she was very cute as a child," muttered Flower who was trying hard to hold back the laughter.

Pork!

"Akhs! Who …."

Flowers were startled as Artha suddenly barged in. In fact, in a hurry, Artha fell not far from the door. His eyes looked at the photo in panic.

Flowers looked in the eyes Artha looked at. Then, his gaze turned to Artha's face which looked red. She ... embarrassed? Funny ….

"What's? You're gonna want to laugh at me, right? It's a childhood photo, so ugly" Artha grumbled as she tried to get up. He took the 10R picture frame and ran out quickly. His funny behavior made the flower growl.

"Haha …. Well, it's still a kid. So, very funny and adorable."

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