Trapped in Love Little Girl
Ch. 22: Sorry is Rare

The room room with the dim lights was still so quiet. Zean was still in a hugging position, while his wife began to dare to rub the man's back. A few minutes later, there was no explanation from Zean about his attitude that seemed to need support. The man may be so prestige that he does not want to talk or does not fully believe in his own wife. Sally could only guess.

A soft snore was heard by Sally. The high school girl turned her back and looked down. He sighed when he saw that Zean had fallen asleep. For a moment, the girl observed the face of the husband. Thick eyebrows, sharp nose combined with thin lips. Unknowingly, Sally smiled.

You're handsome, but why sucks?

Sally smothered her mouth when she realized she had spoken carelessly. Since when did he want to make peace with Zean? Want as handsome as any man who was sleeping in his arms, Sally did not want to be off guard. The purpose of this marriage is not only to make the family happy? So, why admire each other? Sally continued to control her mind to stay sane and not get lulled into the situation.

“Kak.”

Zean's sturdy shoulder was shaken by Sally on purpose. He thought he wouldn't be able to sleep if they were in that position. After all, who would want to let a man's face touch his chest all night? For a long time, Sally felt Zean was taking advantage of her.

“Kak Ze.” Sally tried to wake Zean up. However, the man seemed to have already flown into dreamland.

“Kakak.” Zean's smooth cheeks patted Sally, his wife was not willing to give up. “Ouch! It's so hard, sis, waking you up.” Sally grumbled all out as she grew tired of waking her husband up. The man may be too tired or comfortable to feel nothing.

Slowly, Sally pulled her hand that was bearing Zean, then pushed the man's head away. The move invited Zean to open his eyes. He blinked, then narrowed his eyes when a dim light hit the retina.

“Euh, Sa. I overslept.” The man looked up, gathering his life to see Sally's position. His wife just nodded in response.

“Sorry, yes.” Zean said back. A rare word comes from Zean's mouth: sorry.

“Kakak tired, huh? Sleep aja.”

“You have no intention of accompanying me?”

Sally's eyes bought to hear Zean's words. The annoying man was suddenly spoiled and made nauseous. What wind is there to act like that? It made Sally wonder through her expression.

“Why your face? If you don't want to, yes, already!” Zean turned back. The incense vanished in an instant.

What the fuck, he's this. It's strange!

Sally snorted several times in response to Zean, inviting her husband's response again. “Why else would you have to be like that?”

“Hah!” The girl flinched. “No, I just want to change clothes first.” Sally quickly left Zean. He did not want to argue for now. There are times when he is bored if he has to fight arguments continuously.

Meanwhile, Zean who was still in bed pulled out the blanket. He wanted to rest early. His mind was in a frenzy until he forgot to pick up his wife.

Not long after, Sally returned to the contest. He snuck into the blanket with Zean. The man next to her had already closed his eyes again, Sally did not want to disturb.

The two men were both laying down facing the ceiling of the room, unlike the usual who liked to turn their backs on each other. Every now and then Sally glanced at her husband, looking more tired than yesterday.

“Big brother tomorrow home?”

Sally nodded without looking. “I can take a taxi or ride Lisa.”

“You're not angry?”

“For what angry?” Sally answered casually.

Zean tilts the body, supporting the head with one hand. “Aren't you angry?”

Zean's question invited Sally to turn to him. “I'm not angry, just the same sprain Brother Ze. Mami and Papi never yelled at me, but why did you do that?

“Sorry, I am not very good at understanding women.” Apologies came out of Zean's mouth again. The man only realized that Sally was not Elo who was too often a place to vent her anger. His wife is just a girl who is still classified as a teenager, while Zean is a grown man. Shouldn't the more relented to compensate for the relationship be Zean? However, since the man was never willing to budge with anyone regardless of parents, he was unable to behave.

It's not about Zean being a guy who's never been in a relationship with girls. However, his attitude dominates more and almost does not want to be opposed. In Zean's dictionary, no woman's term is always true, but she is.

The silence hit them again. Sally did not continue to speak or answer the husband's apology. He was still trying to digest about Zean's very volatile attitude. Her husband was like he had no grip, suddenly changing whether there was or not the reason.

A kiss on the cheek breaks Sally's daydream. The girl's eyes were perfectly rounded as if they were barely out of their sockets. The heart also beats violently, the rush of blood flowing profusely produces lips that feel numb. He's lost his way.

“Hey, you forgot to breathe!” Zean shook Sally's still-painted body. The man felt funny with the little girl he had married. Just a brief kiss, but Sally's response was up to that. What if Zean does more? Ah, Zean's mind started going nowhere.

Are you that stupid, little girl?

A sneaky grin rose back on Zean's lips, while Sally directly pushed her husband and turned her back.

“Come, sleep!” Zean spoke with his hands coiled in his stomach. That made Sally breathless. His body stiffened for a while until unconsciously if the one who hugged him had fallen asleep first.

“Kak.” Sally called out. But it's free. No one said, there was only the sound of wind coming out of the air conditioning.

“Kak Ze, don't put it this way.”

There was no response until a few minutes until Sally finally dared to turn her body. His eyes caught the sight of the husband who was already deep as he breathed in and out regularly.

“She slept again.”

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