The Devil Husband's
CHAPTER 32. SEA WATER TEA
Jihan made warm tea first, then waltzed into the room by herself. Although a little upset, she did not want to think too much about her husband's unstable attitude. The focus is only one, the fetus in the womb. A long breath he exhaled in order to unravel the annoyance in the chest.
Upon entering the room, Jihan found her husband still sitting leaning back while playing a tab in the grasp of both hands. The woman just glanced at him, continuing to step without looking at him at all.
"Drink, to reduce your nausea," he said, putting the cup on a nightstand close to Tiger.
Tiger glanced at a glance, put the tab in his grasp then grabbed the cup next to him. "Thank you, I'm drinking!" he lifted it up a little and started to sip it. Jihan just nodded.
"Gdppfftt! Here you make tea with sea water huh?!" he shouted after spitting out the first sip. He threw the cup until it spilled a little. His tongue was strongly repelled by the drink.
Jihan jolted, the article was he did not taste it first. "Ke ... why? tanyakanya.
"It's not good it's getting nauseous!" annoyed Tiger squinted his eyes.
Jihan was curious, she also tasted her homemade tea. Then spit out the warm water when the saltiness began to be felt on his tongue. "sorry. I made it again." Jihan was about to come out but was restrained by Tiger's words.
"No need! Sleep on!" husband's orders.
"But I ...."
"Sleep!" tiger's jolt was harder to sharpen his gaze.
Immediately Jihan put it back, then circled the bed and lay down her body with her back to the husband.
It had been some time since, there was no sound of anything breaking the silence in the room. Drowsiness did not approach, even though his eyes had been closed since then.
"Son, come on bobo!" his murmur rubbed his stomach.
Tiger who heard Jihan's murmur took his eyes off his tab screen. He tried to ignore the woman. Back to monitoring his subordinates.
Jihan still finds it hard to drown herself in the cradle of dreams. Now just keep moving to find the most comfortable position. Moving left and right. It causes waves and vibrations in their beds.
"Can it be?!" tiger's jolt drew a sharp look.
Jihan opened her eyelids which immediately clashed with her husband's bead of ashes despite the dim light of the night light.
A few seconds later, without saying anything, Jihan got up from her sleep. Grab a pillow and stand up and get away from the bed.
Jihan continued to take her footsteps, one hand hugging the pillow tightly, the other hand raised above the head, without a sound and without turning.
The wife's back disappeared along with the door that was tightly closed. Tiger clucked in annoyance, yet there were still some things he had to finish immediately.
The clock shows at 2 am. Soreness and itching began to be felt on his eye bead. He placed a tab on the nightstand after closing all accesses. Then stretch the body hefty, unravel the fatigue that is struggling on the body.
Now that his gaze turned to his side, Jihan did not return after leaving an hour ago. Lazily, the man got out of bed.
His long legs casually stepped down the stairs. His sight spread in search of Jihan's whereabouts. His move turned to the television front.
The woman had fallen asleep in a position that almost fell down. Even all the sofa pillows and pillows he carried were scattered on the floor. Her hair was hanging down. Possible still difficulty sleeping, to find the most comfortable position.
"Braggly!" hiss Tiger squatted down, getting rid of the hairdo that covered part of his pretty face.
The man's thin lips formed a thin smile as he watched her. Jihan's silly behavior lately made her anxious but trying not to be seen by anyone.
With a single move, Tiger led him into the room and laid the woman's body on the bed. Jihan was not disturbed. He really is asleep.
Tiger immediately went inside the same blanket. Look at the woman next to him and close their bodies. His arms held Jihan possessively, until he also dissolved into dreamland.
...🌴🌴🌴🌴🌴🌴...
Jihan blinked her eyes as sunlight began to infiltrate her room. He yawned while rubbing his eyes to clarify his view.
Suddenly his hearing was interrupted with a baritone voice echoing in the bathroom. His forehead frowned while looking at his empty side.
"When do I move? Didn't I sleep on the couch last night?" mumbling remembered.
Tiger's voice grew louder, breaking his reverie. He turned around and grabbed the blanket and walked quickly to the bathroom.
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