The Bride Successor CEO Arogan

The Bride Successor CEO Arogan
Chapter 37


"Should I answer?" seno said as he looked gently at his wife.


"It's hard to declare a feeling. I'm not hurt, either, if the answer doesn't fit the wish."


"How do you want a cake? Your feelings to me?"


"No idea, just to be honest, Om was fierce, really like to make my mood uncomfortable all day. Even want to go back to the village," replied Wening honestly.


"Somewhere? My feelings are not as thick as that, you even often make me upset, until I'm not concerned about work."


"Somely too? How am I less cute?"


"Your face is a cute prayer, your behavior is not yet" he said bluntly.


"How do you want me to go?"


"So, everywhere the wife is nurut same husband. Simple as that, can you?"


"Yet, but next time I will try, if we fail maybe we are just destined to stop, not settle."


"Why not try to settle down, who knows comfortable," he said seriously.


"If Om himself is the same I am still a gamang, what is the news of my heart which is a woman. I don't want maksa, I also realize only as a substitute bride. Om can really find the adult, level and according to the criteria."


"Are you giving me approval for polygamy?"


"Ish .. No, no. If Om feels uncomfortable, or is too upset, even tortured by this relationship, Om can really bring me back to my parents' house," Wening said seriously.


"Aren't you hurt?"


"It's just a statue that doesn't feel hurt, but Om don't have to worry, I'm pretty good at treating myself."


"Why don't we try to be like a real couple?"


Maybe true, the word tried first is the thing to live, unfortunately Wening was too afraid. Fear of sudden is really love just as an escape. Fear of being comfortable left behind just because it is not in line. Of course, the worst, pregnant and her husband divorced her. That was the thought of the young girl.


"Why Om likes to say try first, it's called making chances."


"We are husband and wife, you don't want to have to commit, right?"


"Okay, we live first Om, if in the future between us feel comfortable and fall in love with each other, maybe it could be a soul mate."


"Okay, deal! Starting from tonight, you can't refuse to sleep in one bed."


"Hmm that's what you want, aja. If you're not sure, don't try sticking!"


"If I'm sure? Can ya?" he said expectantly.


"Not really, Om not mode? It's called lust, not love."


"Why is that complicated, many also start from not love is also a soul mate."


"Because I have to, I hope you understand."


In reality, it is true. A woman will have trouble making love when she has not grown affection and has each other. More play on his feelings, than logic.


Both are silent, lying in the same bed. Stare at each other in silence.


"Sleep Mas, don't look at me continue to fall in love later on!" the girl's reprimand made Seno smile.


"Let's just fall in love, why do you see me, I'm handsome?"


"Om overconfident, narcissist!"


"Feelings am om am om continue, ask to be kissed huh?" he erodes the distance.


Duh .. heart, come on, work together. Don't be shy!


If you can be honest, scenes like this that make not new.


"He doesn't love, his hobby is really asking for kisses, om offense!"


"Dec needs, maybe just starting from a kiss can make love, what's wrong try."


"Not so the concept is Mas, gini nih." Wening ventured to grab the adult man's hand.


"Hand my hands, sure my heart, if it's done, and make me comfortable, let alone heart, all my body I'm sure I'm dedicated to my husband one."


"You're again giving advice on a relationship, feeling like you're going to shoot an abusive child."


"Ye .. That's it, I'm not romantic, sleep Om!" said Wening took off his hand and turned to his back.


Of course, making Seno more anxious, it turns out his wife is more mature than what he had thought so far. He understands very well about the concept of a relationship that must be based on feelings of love and comfort. Feels lectured, but it's true, maybe it should be comfortable first.


The man tightened himself, deliberately hugged and then grabbed his hand. Oath to whatever, Wening began to feel so comfortable, and warm in the arms.


"Is this better?" seno whispered while rem@s his hand fingers.


"Sleep Mas!" suhut Wening began to feel sleepy.


Within minutes, that fine snoring began to sound. Wening was completely asleep peacefully in his arms. Making Seno smile in my heart. Apparently the current position also made him comfortable. In fact, he began to feel anxious and could not sleep if not naked. Are these signs there's already begun to be a vibe of romance? Or really just an escape.


The man tightened his stomach until there was no bulkhead on Wening's back. Even the scent of his body began to presumptuously poison his body to get tighter and tighter in his arms. Only that, or the person will be angry because they are accused of perverted om-om.


The two fell asleep peacefully, hugging each other sharing the warmth. Unknowingly, the morning greeted me. The sound of her house bells squealing kept both of them awake.


"Hi .. morning! How's last night? Is it comfortable?" sapa Seno once opened his eyes to find his wife who was so cute with the face of his pillow.


"Om, how come you sleep here? Did I get it last night, right?"


Jeez bocil, don't tell me you wake up and keep on amnesia.


"Emang from semalem, right? We're one bed, why do you pretend to forget."


"Owh .. which was not a dream last night, sweet tumben? Usually also fierce," he said honestly.


"Well if you don't obey, last night I was sweet lo."


"Om, there's a guest, look first" the girl said as she got up to the bathroom.


Seno rushed down from the bed, moving to see who was in the morning blind who visited on holiday.


"Rush! Why come here?"


"Bang's morning, she said Wening was sick? I brought breakfast from mamah."


"Well healed, you know where? Thanks, it's home!"


"Not been told to go home yet, which is true. I promise this love. Wening was the one who told me, so I want to look at you."


You naughty little prat, when did he chat-chatan with Arka! Early in the morning make it seem.


"Who is Mas?" Wening was about to get off to see who his guest was.


"Nobody, don't go anywhere, his legs still hurt, right?"


"A little, it's not so, the road can slowly."


"In my room, you don't have to go anywhere!" he said suddenly sewot.


"For what the hell, sweet morning, now angry. Just out of the room can't be, that's right!"


"Can you?" back to rigid mode.