The Love Struggle of Young Miss
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The sound of a pen knocking could be heard breaking the silence in Nathan's room. The man sat in his great chair with a hand that kept knocking the pen on the table. The gaze towards his wife who was now looking down, looked very sharp.

"Who lets you drive your own car?" Nathan's voice sounded a little snapping. Nadira looked down with her hands squeezing each other.

"I'm sorry, Brother." Nadira's voice was heard even barely audible. If he used to dare to fight Nathan, but not now. The situation is different. Nathan is a husband he should respect.

"How fast are you driving that car?" nathan asked, but Nadira did not answer and only looked down. "I guess, it must be over 80km per hour!"

Nadira looked up, a little surprised that Nathan could guess. However, she was immediately bowed when she saw the sharpening glare of her husband's eyes.

"I'm sorry, brother. I was in a hurry because it was almost lunchtime. After all, it was not me who was completely wrong, but the biker who cut the road, I finally had to brake suddenly," said Nadira gave an explanation.

"You are wrong! I know you're good at driving cars, but not that shit!" Nathan's voice was heard rising.

Hearing her angry husband, Nadira became so upset. His forehead hurt hitting the steering wheel hard. Instead of worrying, her husband scolded her. With pursed lips, Nadira woke up and looked at her husband no less sharply.

Nathan got up from his seat. "Where are you going?" tanyakanya.

"I want to go home! Laper up! Nathan's brother had lunch, right? So free I came!" Nadira sulked, back to the food supply and then wanted to leave.

With a quick movement, Nathan pressed the remote beside him to lock the door, Nadira who saw him only snorted in annoyance, while Nathan pulled the corner of his lips. Smiling mockingly at his wife.

"You want Nathan, what the hell?! My head got dizzy and now Nathan's nagging like a complex mother!" Nadira protest.

"You have to be punished for having three mistakes" Nathan said, his smile increasingly looking creepy to Nadira.

"What mistake?! Nathan is right!" Nadira is still emotional. Facing her husband actually made her blood tension rise. "If Nathan's brother doesn't love me, I say, Brother. This is not how it works." Nadira's voice sounded shimmering, even his eyes began to look wet because he was too emotional.

Nathan walked up to his wife in slow steps, while Nadira was just unmoved in her place. "First mistake, you went to drive a car without asking your husband's permission." Nadira lowered her head as her husband walked closer, eroding the distance between them.

"Secondly, you've driven recklessly even so careless that you've hurt yourself!" Nadira looked up slightly, their gazes met. However, what Nadira caught from her husband's gaze was not an angry look, but a worried look.

Nadira was silent, letting her husband's hand coiled around her body, even the man had just kissed the top of her head.

"You're worrying me, Nad." Nathan's voice began to sound normal, not full of emotion like before.

"Sister" call Nadira.

"Sorry, I've been yelling at you. Already angry like complex mothers when I am handsome fathers" Nathan chanted. He complained as Nadira hit his chest quite hard.

"Sister Nathan sucks!" She hit her husband's chest back harder.

"It hurts, honey. You really are KDRT!" Nathan pretended to be angry. Instead of being afraid, Nadira actually increasingly hit the chest of the field, venting anger and resentment that just controlled him.

"Sister Nathan sucks! I hate it, Brother Nathan!" Nadira just kept hitting. However, Nathan suddenly breaks his embrace, then blocks both of his wife's hands. Nadira was immediately silent and afraid her husband would return angry.

"I love you too, Nad." Nathan immediately scooped his wife's ripe lips that felt so sweet. While Nadira was still silent because of Nathan's sudden movements. However, a few seconds later, she began to compensate for her husband's game. Letting her husband's tongue sweep through his entire mouth.

"Sister," des*h Nadira as her husband's burly hands begin to squeeze his two twin hills.

"Sister Nathan!" The voice of Nadira is no longer sigh*n, but more to the usual calling. Nathan did not answer, and instead began to lower his kiss. A little down and exploring his wife's neckline.

"Sir Nathan ...."

"You enjoying it?" nathan asked, he went back around his wife's neck.

"I'm hungry." Nathan's movements stopped immediately upon hearing his wife's words. Then he smiled broadly, showing his streak of white teeth.

"Sorry, I forgot, honey." Nadira only responded with irritated lips.