Trapped in Love Little Girl
Ch. 25: Tarnished

Days pass, the clock keeps turning. The sun perched pretty in the sky, white clouds like cotton gathered at one point, creating an undeniable beauty of the creation of the Almighty.

The first try-out exam is completed on Friday, the next weekend, so Sally can enjoy a break for rest. The high school girl was still wrapped behind a blanket, but the sunlight had entered the corner of the room because the curtains hanging on the window were wide open. However, the girl was deliberately lazing around.

The knob of the door rotates, then followed by a creak and the appearance of someone. Then, it sounded closed again. Despite hearing that, Sally never wanted to wake up. He could guess who was in.

Zean was standing in front of the bed with a waistline. The base of her hair and dress were soaked in sweat. His black eyes deliberately aimed at Sally's body which was still loyal to the dream world.

“Build!” Zean spoke followed by hand movements by deftly pulling the blanket. Someone who was lazy woke up, immediately jerked.

“Kak Ze!” Sally immediately sat down with messy hair. Her pillow face looked adorable in Zean's eyes.

Conscious, Ze. He's still a kid!

“I'm not in school. Don't be nosy, deh! Flip the blanket!” Sally's tanned eyes stared fiercely at Zean. It was still morning, but that one man had made a fuss.

Zean grinned. “Build! Waking up early. Girls, don't be lazy.”

“I'm not lazy, you know! Only enjoy wak—”

“If not lazy, what is its name? Every day you wake up, no earlier than me.” A faint smile appeared again on Zean's lips. The man really likes to harass or indeed his nature often makes people want to be angry.

Sally glared, raising her chin as if challenging. He did not want to lose, then back to attack, “That's Brother who was too early when he woke up. Wear all sports, if I am, right, that matters on time. Not until it's too late.”

Zean clucked, shaking his head. Then, one hand pressed Sally's head. “Basic, stubborn.” He walked away after returning the blankets, picking up a shirt in the dressing room, then entering the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Sally chose not to care. The quarrel with Zean was not just once twice, but almost every day and time. In fact, even now it still continues to happen since they are one room.

The status of the two firstborns, it seems to make Zean and Sally have the soul to lead and do not want to lose. Moreover, Zean, there is nothing in the dictionary of his life if he loses to someone, except the parents.

After tidying up the blankets and pillows, the girl left the bed and went outside. A warm feeling crept onto the body as he stomped on the balcony floor. The sunlight shines brightly until it bounces off the window glass.

“Got bright today.” Balcony Ralling held by Sally. He raised his face to look at the scene in the sky. The sprinkling of night stars has changed the clouds and the blue sky that dominates, sometimes feels as breezy as the wind that blows his long hair. He closed to enjoy the atmosphere, not usually the sun was that warm.

Not long ago enjoying the situation, suddenly something closed its head. Then, followed by the voice of someone. “Udah literate? Dry my hair.”

The fragrant aroma of soap and shampoo instantly emitted as Zean's voice stopped. Sally opened her eyes and saw her husband already walking towards the chair. He clucked, the face that was originally a happy smile, now turning sullen.

“Buruan here! Want to make a fuss again!”

What kind of silly words is that? Does he think I'm not the boss of the storm?

Although the grumbling heart did not accept, Sally still walked towards her husband. Where could he fight. As thick as Zean is, Sally always tries to obey. She held the advice of Grandma and Miss Anna: if the wife, it should obey the husband as long as in goodness.

 “Down, Brother!” pinta Sally with a tinge.

Her husband pretended to be insensitive. “Why?”

“If it's like that, how do you want to get your hair?”

“Stand here, beside me. Ribet very!” Not Zean if it's easy to obey people's requests. For the man, there must be a groove in circles first to harass the wife, then grant.

“Okay! My feet ache when I stand up.”

“Not tried, already talk on. Try it first, Little Girl.” Intentionally given eye glare. The treatment made Sally snort violently. However, only able to resign, he was lazy to serve Zean again.

Strange husband! I want to get your hair.

Zean glanced up. Then, found Sally with a pouting face. The girl was in a bad mood, besides being visible from facial expressions, also from the original hair drying movement.

Zean's heart chuckled. Suddenly she stood up, held onto a shoulder, then pulled Sally to sit down. “Sit here!”

Without being able to resist, Sally had already landed on the chair, while Zean was sitting on the floor. The man does not care if the newly changed clothes are dirty or not. When he saw his wife with a sour face, Zean felt uneasy.

A few minutes the two were silent, there was no chatter. Zean enjoyed every little swab and massage from his wife's hands. To the point of not realizing if his two hands were against Sally's thighs which were still covered in pajamas.

“You want to go home?” Zean asked while cursing.

Sally's hand stopped for a moment. Then, he asked, “So I'm home again?”

“Hm. If you want.”

“Mama told you to go home?” The girl lowered her head to coincide with Zean looking up.

Accidentally, their gazes met. The silence again struck for a few seconds, while Zean's hand reflexively pulled Sally's nape and ended with a lip encounter.

Aaa... My first kiss!

Sally wanted to scream, but was embarrassed. Finally, he simply raised his legs and drowned his face between two knees.

Zean frowning. The next second he was stunned upon hearing the sobbing. Hurriedly he stood up and cupped his wife's arm. “Hey, Little Girl, why?”

Zean's panic did not make Sally immediately answer. He was embarrassed and wanted to be angry because he felt wronged. His first kiss was taken suddenly without feeling.

“Sa, what's up? I hurt you?”

Sally ventured to raise her face, then put on a violent look. “Why did you take my first kiss?”

The word spray from Sally made Zean breathe a sigh of relief. At least he didn't hurt his wife. I feel proud and lucky to be first.

“I khilaf.” The man in gray T-shirt answered his sinless origin while holding back a smile. He was worried that if he laughed, his wife was crying.

Zean's behavior really pissed Sally off half-life. He pushed the man's chest field, then returned to the room and ended up landing himself in bed with his face set on a pillow.

“Why get angry? Anyway it's legal, we're husband and wife. What's the problem, anyway, Sa?” Instead of apologizing and comforting, Zean continued to chatter according to his thoughts. The man was indeed insensitive or how, Sally herself could not understand.

 “Enak just said that!” Sally changed position. He sat down glaring at Zean.  “Everything in my body is still sacred know, Brother! I intentionally guarded! You play serobot only.” Sally's emotions were overflowing, already like a virgin girl who was being harassed.

A slow breath came out of Zean's mouth. The man was approaching.

 “Ma–mau what?” Sally replied stuttering, her body reflexively moving backwards.

“You. To be unholy again.”

 Zean's answer made Sally glare, accompanied by a backward movement until she hit the bed rest. His wacky body began to tremble, afraid that Zean would do anything indecent to him.

One leg pulled Zean, making the girl scream out in disobedience.

“Diem! You really want to go home? Mama wait.”

“Le-lepasin first.” Sally was half panicked.

Zean smiled obliquely, making Sally even more afraid.

Crazy guy, what's he gonna do.

Zean gets closer, causing Sally to shut down out of fear. The girl even shook her head, begged and said ‘jangan’ to the point of making Zean want to laugh loosely.

“Mask there!”

Nothing happened, Sally opened her eyes slowly. It turned out that Zean was already sitting sweetly leaning next to her. That annoying smile was still clearly plastered, making Sally shudder in horror.

“Bathletes. Even daydreaming, or want something else?” Both Zean's eyebrows went up and down, making Sally hit that handsome face with a pillow. Not wanting to care about Zean complaining, Sally immediately ran to the bathroom before her husband's mind changed.

Still with a small laugh coming out of his lips, Zean went down and tidied up the bed. He's headed to the locker room to get ready before it gets any more noon.

Sally's shadow flashed, the man smiled. His heart warmed when he remembered being able to joke like that with his wife.

The journey and purpose of marriage may soon be achieved, making both parents happy. Zean had to give up all the fun, in order to marry his father's choice.

That girl, the more I'm challenged.

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