Wife Choice Aki
Zee's Work

It's been almost two months since their honeymoon, but there's been no sign of Zee getting pregnant. It made Zee worried so much that it made him careless and thoughtless, maybe it was a side effect of most Korean dramas he watched.

"Say, I don't have a disease that makes me unable to have children. What if this happens? Do I have to go check on my condition again?"

 The question made her husband dizzy plus the condition of Thunder's body this morning was less fit.

"Don't you have Say today?" Zee asked when she saw her husband lying in bed.

"I'm not feeling well anymore. Don't go to the store either! I'm the Yang!"

"We're going to the hospital!" Zee is a little worried about her husband's condition, because she rarely complains of pain, and usually she still goes to the office even though she has the flu.

"Necessary, I just lack sleep. Lately I've been doing a lot of work." Replied Thunder who was now wrapping his hands around his wife's small waist.

"But your body is not hot, Say. Yes you have slept again, I made porridge first to eat you yes!"

"Ga wants it, I want it. I like to smell your body. Meal delivery! Today I want to be your big baby. Want to be spoiled by you."

"Tumbens. Usually it's back."

Morning changed during the day but Thunder felt his body was increasingly unable to compromise, several times he vomited food that he ate to make Zee panic, although her body temperature was normal, she felt that something was wrong with her husband's body.

"Say, we're going to the hospital. I'll call Brother Bian!" Pinta Zee, she was so panicked to see her husband looking pale.

"Ga for Yang! Can you not take me? I think I got in the wind." Resist Thunder.

"Mmmm,, it could be like if it's just a doang ngerokin." Zee replied hesitantly, for he had never done so in his entire life. Who dares to tell him?

A few minutes later, Zee was ready with her tools, a bottle of olive oil and a coin she used as her weapon to execute her husband.

"Which, for all my life I have never squirming that ngerok ampe nindihin gini patients." The Thunder Protests due to Zee had now sat on his back.

"You don't have to protest! Love me that. I want to give my best service to my beloved husband." Answer Zee while starting the action.

"Which, slow down napa! What else do you know about coconut milk?" Grumpy Thunder.

"So that red spit Say, patient napa! Cengs are so men! I also when you're scraping ain't this fussy." Answer Zee.

"But you know I don't use rules, just so gini. Follow Yang's spinal column, don't rub it up to the bottom of the gini regularity." Thunder grimaced withstanding the pain in his back.

"Udah enjoy, the important thing is to be scraped Say!"

Thunder was already very strong no longer withstanding the pain and soreness he received. But there was nothing he could do. Although his heart was struggling, he was unable to complain. Zee casually rubbed her back while humming ria, as if she was enjoying all the pain her husband was feeling.

"Taraaaaaaa, finally done too." Zee said proudly.

Thank God, this torture is finally over.

"Don't wear clothes first, Say! I want a photo of my work!" Pinta Zee when she saw her husband grab his shirt.

Checkech,,,cekrek,, chekrek,,,

After a few shots, he proudly showed the results of his scrapings that looked more like a lash mark to the victim.

"I post ah." Zee said confidently. A few seconds later, a photo of her husband's back was posted on social media.

"I've also made a photo of that status WA you love Say." He continued, while giving a mobile phone to a million people belonging to the husband.

Hearing the words of his wife Thunder immediately took his phone. Either you have to be angry or you have to cry. Because Zee narcissistically wrote 'The work of my beloved wife, ' with a series of heart emojis she listed.

If I delete it can rampage him, but if it is not removed it can die because of my shame. It will be a bulian who sees this his business.

Sure enough, just a few minutes the photo was posted, there were already some comments that went into his WhatsApp account.

Ting,,, uh,,,

"Wow, who's been torturing you boss?" Dimas.

Ting,,, uh,,,

"That's the result of a whip?" Rio.

Ting,,, uh,,,

"Kok kerokan results similar to a mural, if sold can be expensive?" Carcass.

Ting,,, uh,,,

"This can already be included in the persecution. If you need a lawyer, call me Bro!" Jo's.

Ting,,, uh,,,

"Anjirrrrr, dredged with your belt, brother? But how I look at it." Flower.

Ting,,, uh,,,

"Waduh adek my brother-in-law tortured ma bininya. Haha..." Fabians

Ting,,, uh,,,

"Pray for Mr. Boss...🤲🤲🤲😜😜🙏🙏" Fery.

And many more comments they send respond to his WhatsApp posts.

Without a single one being countered by Thunder, he could only cry inwardly.

Actually, what I fear is finally happening, why can he be proud of these posts anyway?

It is more like a show of disgrace than a show of work...

Thunder : I see my pain.

Author: Kan who tortures bini you are not me. Try you ask the chef to me, can I gr*pe-gr*pe abis dikerokin...😋😋😋

Thunder : Nuajisss...🤮🤮🤮