The Steel-Cared Rose
Dean's Tactics

Dean racked his brain how he could persuade Sinta to serve him.

What do I do to get him to serve me?

I think something happened to him. Some kind of pinched nerve or something like that causes it as it is today. I got the apes!

Dean racked his brains. He did not want to find trouble with his father. He would obviously lose his inheritance if his father had reason to cancel it.

He desperately needed the legacy to sustain his life as well as achieve all his ambitions.

Her marital status would get her into trouble if she played another woman.

Marrying them is impossible. He wasn't sure Sinta wanted to be pitted even though he had a reason for it.

There is a family reputation to be maintained. Besides his status as a husband that will certainly get the spotlight.

Hiring women? It's not a matter of money but if anyone knows and covers the news about it. Reputation of his family and himself.

What am I supposed to do? Hmm, what if I pretend to be in love with her? Seduce her ? There's no harm in me trying it….

Before coming home Dean stopped by to buy a beautiful bouquet of white roses. Buy a box of chocolates with luxurious and elegant packaging. He also stopped by a music store to buy a CD containing romantic love songs.

Flowers, chocolates and romantic songs are the mainstays to melt a woman's heart.

Dean parked his car in the garage. Talk to both of his parents.

"Where are you going?"

"Not anywhere."

"What are flowers and chocolates for?"

"Can't I bring flowers and chocolates to my own wife?"

"Tumbens. Bring flowers and chocolates!"

"Do you like it?"

"Take it! The flowers are so nice."

"Thank God you like it."

"What about the chocolate?"

"I haven't tasted it."

"Taste dong! I choose the best. You must like him. The milk and chocolate taste is very rich. Sweetness is just right."

Sinta opened a chocolate box that looked luxurious and beautiful. Take one and taste it."

"How's it?"

"It's so delicious. Smell in the mouth."

"Enak right?"

"Great son. Thank you, yes!"

"May dong, I sleep hugging you tonight?"

"You gave me chocolate, shrimp behind a rock?"

"It's not so!" Dean replied with a big heart.

"Take your chocolate and flowers back!"

"You don't sulk that dong! I'm willing to give you flowers and chocolate. It's just, we're husband and wife sleeping far away?"

"Who said far away?"

"Oh, we're not going to sleep far away anymore? I'm sorry, I was so stupid and thought we'd always sleep far apart!" Dean slapped his own cheek.

"We don't sleep far away. We're rooming."

"Ah yes! Right too."

"We also sleep close together."

"really?"

"I'm here."Sinta pointed to the left side of the bed and you're here." Sinta pointed to the floor of the room right next to the side of her bed. Still less close?"

Dean scratched his head that was not itching.

"so close. Who said it was less close? There aren't. Aren't you?"

Dean tried to contain his anger. His heart is so thick. Trying to put on his best smile in time his heart wanted to explode in anger.

He could only swallow looking at Sinta's crazy body wrapped in a negligee made of satin that seemed to fall and follow the curves of her very beautiful body.

"You want to sleep?"

"I want to clean my body first. You wanna come?" Dean said with a smile.

Sinta glared her eyes, "If you dare to mess around…."

Crossed his hands and both his legs stretched out. The left is in front while the right foot is in back.

"Just get angry!"

"I'm not angry! Just teach you a lesson if you can't be polite."

"Udah ah! I'm gonna take a shower! If you want to come come! Don't get angry, can you? Or do you want me to bathe? I accept special grooming services for you." Dean replied with a face.

"Am I a groomed cat?"

"You want to?"

Nimblely, Sinta kicked Dean in the stomach. Dean staggers.

"Don't be rude!"

"I'm six pack if you keep kicking. Could be a six pack hole."

"Who told you to be rude?"

"What are you eating anyway? Erratic like this? Mercon huh?" Dean's face looks jutek.

"Mercon, fireworks, firecrackers!"

"Border!"

"Say it with flowers!" Dean's trying to send a signal.

Pretending to like and love Sinta to get her biological fulfillment is excruciating.

Sinta was really big since she was made a wife by him. There used to be not much cincong and she could always be satisfied many times by him but after marriage even became big head like this.

Dean snorted in annoyance. Her passion had already gathered within her and was ready to explode but Sinta blatantly refused even against her.

Even his deathly seduction was unable to melt his heart. Stay unmoved and more alert.

"You know about marital rape?"

"Where is rape in marriage?" Dean answered the snob.

"Marital rape contains an element of sexual violence."

"If not hard, how good!"

"You?" Sinta's face was flushed red and Dean laughed at her.

"So you don't have to worry about that violent element. It means normal and not impotent. You should be happy and grateful."

Sinta throws a pillow at Dean.

"Basic bawdy!"

"I'm a massage?" Dean tried another tactic.

"What's your bad sense this time?"

"You don't pity to see me?"

"What am I sorry for seeing you? You're so horrible!"

"You really don't have feelings and empathy."

"Don't talk much!" Sinta throws pillows, blankets and folding mattresses."

"I'm like pungguk misses the moon."

"Badly forbidden!" Sinta cuek playing his gadget, "No seducing!"

"How do you melt your heart?"

"By being nice."

"Be nice how?"

"Head shoulder knee leg, knee leg. Head shoulder knee leg, knee leg! Wash your hands clean. Toothbrush and bobble!"

"Not funny!" Answer Dean jutek.

"Laughter if it's funny! If you have to laugh it off." Answer Sinta cuek.

"You're a flower in the barren sand." Dean tries to fill up.

"Cactus dong!" Sinta.

"Cactus cocks?"

"What's the flower in the barren sand?"

"Cactus!"

"It's true, isn't it?" Sinta laughed again, "The poet failed!"

"Have failed! You are like a cactus! It's arid, dry and full of thorns!"

"Why be a banding kayak?" Sinta laughed again.

"Bandengs?"

"Full thorns!"

"You ah!" Dean answered jutek.

"I may not be a poet who is good at stringing words…."

Sinta sings insinuating Dean.

"The sound of the bell is forbidden to sing! Eardrop pollution! Break the eardrum."

"Bodo very!"

"Dikasih tau ngeyel!"

"Hmm, I'm a kasian…."

"What do you mean, pity?"

Dean looked at Sinta with a hopeful face.

"Pity is not allowed?"

"That's fine. In fact, it's mandatory that you don't become a king of hearts and have empathy."

"I'm the one who can't stand it."

"Good! So how's?"

"Where's what?"

"You said you felt sorry for me? How was?"

"What the hell is that?"

"I didn't connect the child. Pentium one!"

"Oh yeah! I understand!"

"Good, oneenggg.From there napa!"

"This is your face close to me!"

"That's dong! Nothing has been stolen yet!" Dean moved his face and lips while closing his eyes.

Sinta stroked Dean's head and cheeks.

"Last long!"

"What's the old one?"

"Galand my head!"

"What the hell?"

"We want a kiss, right?"

"Who said?"

"Why do I have to face my face?"

"You said to ask for love. I rub your head and cheeks."

Dean's face was red. With a cocky feeling he shouted out loudly, "Love!!!"

His tone suddenly rose three octaves at once.