Trapped in Love Little Girl
Ch. 16: Sleep Well

Sunday trips do get people stuck in traffic. Zean and Sally.

The newlyweds had just come out of the Pratama family's house at about five in the afternoon. Now, the watch on Zean's hand pointed to the number seven. The usual day trip from C to A takes 120 minutes. But not this time, though.

A rough snort from Zean's nose had been heard. It seemed that the man was getting bored and not at home. Meanwhile, Sally next door flinched. The girl was really angry at her husband.

Zean glanced to the left. His new wife was just looking out the window. He cleared his throat a few times, but was not scrubbed at all.

Huh! All right, throw away your pride, Ze. You need to get him to talk first.

Zean's heart muttered. Inevitably he still relented for the common good.

"Little Girl, are you still angry?"

Even though he had started the conversation first, Sally remained silent. The girl just nodded. He secured the position and then shut down after that.

Geez, it's hard to have a wife as a kid!

Zean wanted to curse. The twenty-six-year-old man felt trampled on the self-esteem he had.

All this time, Zean has always been respected. The point in berbinis is very qualified. He stood straight behind his father.

But unfortunately all the power and the way it works cannot be used now. Mr. Bobi was mengultimatum this afternoon if he can't hurt the Beloved Son-in-law.

"Like it or not, love or hate. Papa and Mama don't want to hear why you hurt her. Point!"

Zean's eardrum was filled with the words of Mr. Bobi. His father had full power over the life that Zean lived. The man since childhood was dictated so hard and could not oppose anything said Mr. Bobi.

When Zean violates or commits a mistake. The husband of Ms. Lyra did not hesitate to beat their only son. Zean realized that his father had a very bad temper.

After struggling on the streets for almost three hours, finally Zean's car arrived in front of the gate of the Birawan residence. He immediately pressed the horn to open the gate.

Mr. Im is seen pushing the gate until the car can get in. He nodded and said good night.

The white car was parked in the courtyard of the house near the terrace. The engine is dead and the man inside is ready to go down. Zean's hand moved agilely to remove the seat belt that wrapped around the body.

"Little Girl, let's go down" he said without seeing Sally.

There was no answer obtained as long as Zean tidied up the clothes. He then looked.

"Haish .. You're sleeping." The man leaned in and shook his wife's arm slowly. "Little Girl, it's here. Wake."

Zean waited a few seconds. However, it seems that the effort made was in vain.

"Sa, wake up." He kept trying harder.

"Well! How can you sleep this soundly? You think this is in bed?" After sighing for a moment, Zean got down and turned around the car to the left door. He had to carry Sally. The girl just squirmed for a moment.

"Is my sling too comfortable? Until you're just like that?"

His hands were now busy carrying Sally. So, the suitcase in the trunk can't carry Zean anyway. The man shouted for help to Mr. Im because he did not want to go back and forth.

"READY! Young Master." A loud answer was given by Mr. Im when he heard Zean's screams. The master's son-in-law first entered the house.

The door was opened by Anna herself. He was stunned to see the son-in-law carrying his daughter's body.

"Zee! What's up?"

Zean shook his head. "It looks like she's very sleepy, Mi. So overslept and won't wake up. Don't panic, Mi."

Miss Anna breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he asked Zean to go to the room immediately.

At the bottom of the stairs, Zean stopped. Miss Anna in the back asked, "What's up, Ze?"

"Mi, I don't know Sally's room."

"Oh, yes. Let Mami go first."

Up to the room, the Birawan family's son-in-law laid Sally down carefully. Binding the hair that stuck he threw in any direction.

"Ze, you want to eat now?"

"No, Mi. Sally wakes up."

"OKAY. Rest up. Mommy's out first. The suitcase is in front of the room, Mr. Im has gone down like that."

"Yes, Mi. I'll bring it in."

Zean got out of bed, and he took Miss Anna out and dragged her suitcase.

The door closes after everyone enters. He looked briefly at the room where he now had to sleep.

His feet moved closer to the bed, instead of looking at his wife who was still slumbering. Whether he is conscious or not, he smiles.

"I'd better go to the bathroom for a while, then go to bed."

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The sun opened the black horizon. Sally wriggled without direction and hugged her roll tightly.

Eyes were still closed, brows furrowed and Sally's forehead wrinkled as she felt her bolsters were too hard.

He slowly opened his eyes which still felt sticky. The two senses instantly broke.

"Arg-"

"If you scream you'll die!"

Sally glared at that. Her husband threatened and smothered her mouth.

The girl was startled as she slept hugging Zean. He forgot he was married.

"Hmph .. hmph ...." Sally's head shook her left right and asked to be removed, but Zean smiled in jail.

"You look funny this way."

Sally is struggling. She pulled the hand of her husband that was in the face, but it was free. Zean pressed too deep. Did he really want to kill his wife?

"Hmmm!"

"Please promise to be quiet. Eliminate your habit of yelling."

The young Miss Birawan quickly nodded. Her cheeks hurt too long. Her new husband is completely insane.

"Well!" He took a big breath. The silence from Zean made Sally feel scared.

"You're outrageous!" The pillow that was near Sally pukulkan on Zean. The man raised both hands to ward off his wife's actions.

"Enough!" Zean said firmly. "Go there if you don't want to be late."

The clock on the nightstand Sally looked. He was drunk and went straight down. His long hair was collected into one, he was confused looking for a hair tie.

"I threw it away." Zean interrupted casually when he realized his wife's behavior.

The owner of the hair tie turned cynical. His lips pouted with a face that wanted to get angry.

However, Zean's response was indifferent. It made Sally snort repeatedly before she looked for another hair tie from the drawer.

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