Young Marriage
PUM: Coffin

'Really too. Why am I wondering why he did it? What the hell happened to me? Why do I bother to wonder about him? You're crazy Franz, I could have thoughts like his.'  Franz was instantly silent after hearing the answer and his own thoughts were trying to refuse to find the answer of his own curiosity. 

In the midst of her self-cursing, Ovin suddenly called out his name again.

“Franz,"

Franz raised his head.

Contrary to expectations, those glistening eyes stood out among the fine black hair that was combed onto his straight forehead.

A man who knew his worth was arrogant, but even his appearance attracted the attention of those who saw him, and one of them was Ovin himself.

However, the funny thing is that arrogant, playboy and spoiled man is so beautiful, that his fame which has a bad nature, is well covered.

“What are you... Wanted to divorce me?“

Like being struck by lightning when there was no rain, Franz's gaze grew fiercer, because of his words. 

“Why suddenly ask that? Didn't we ever talk about it? No divorce between us.“

“This is not sudden, but I have thought for a long time after what you have done to me, because this is a matter of you who really hate me.

Why don't you just tell your mom that you didn't like me from the beginning?“

“ You think it's as easy as turning the palm of the hand? 

From the beginning I didn't like you at all. Because all I like is Bella.“

Franz examined Ovin's face as he put his chin in his hand.

“What is it because she is beautiful?“

“It includes also. You're not insinuated by me assuring Bella's more beautiful than you, are you?“

Franz bluntly managed to compare the appearance of two women at once.

Compared to Bella who likes treatment, it makes sense that Ovin lost far to Bella, because the two women were quite different.

No.“ Ovin chose to sit on top of his own coffin. “I'm always aware of what I have,“ Welcome again.

“Besides beautiful, well, she is popular like me.“

Ovin glanced at Franz as this man said popular. 

Franz tilted his head slightly.

The slender eyes of the man looked at Ovin as if he was looking for another answer.

“Ah.you are also popular but different nicknames.

“ Franz said in that second as well.

He was fully aware that Ovin was a shabby woman.

But he could not forget those eyes, eyes that were filled with many worries.

'What made him suddenly discuss the topic casually?

If you say jealous, obviously not. I don't see those eyes showing any emotion that she's jealous of me talking about Bella.

Then what?' there were a lot of questions in his head.

But in Ovin's eyes, he was a little happy even though there was a sense of regret, that in the eyes of the man Bella was the prettiest in terms of the standard of his taste Franz.

'Well, that's a good fit too, because he's handsome, obviously if he likes the pretty ones.

It's just that, I envy her for the fact that she is indeed more beautiful than me.'

Ovin knew better than anyone, that if he wanted to get praise from the man in front of him, he himself had to change his habits.

'But-- Make up. Ughhhh... Just thinking about it, I felt like I had a scent that I hated.' Ovin is quite sensitive to all the scents associated with make up. “I know, he is indeed the best of all sides,“ Ovin smiled knot.

Regardless of everything the Oven has been through, this time at least in so feel closer to Franz, even though just talking to each other with a distance like that.

“Only, if in terms of visuals, I can change my appearance, but in terms of genes, I think I'm the best,"

"You're saying something vulgar again,"

"Isn't this kind of talk usually talked about by people like us who have become Husbands and Wives?"

Franz is back on the slap with Ovin's pretty reasonable words.

However, isn't it too early to talk about genes, which refer to successors?

"Keep what else do you like about a woman like Bella?“ deliberately Ovin again dragged the topic of Bella.

Because that way, the conversation between the two of them became quite normal.  

Of course, Franz was aware of the way Ovin shifted the topic himself.

However, ignoring the disgruntled screams that continued to roar in his mind, Franz immediately replied, “Surely he is different in level with you. In all aspects, I think he's the perfect one.“ 

Again god-level praise, Ovin was a bit offended, but he survived all the emotions that felt were being provoked.

'Even if he doesn't like me, and I don't know when this kind of marriage will last, at least as long as he's my husband, I'll be happy. Because he's the only face I can see at any time.  Inner Ovin.

But what made her heart say that Franz was the only light, was because she could see his face when she wanted to see what it was.

As it is now.

Due to the plans of Aeon, Ovin and Franz are again taken to a place that makes him able to enjoy what it feels like to be alone.

Franz suddenly took a deep breath and placed his hand on his chest.

He had to be patient in order to survive with this man.

“Then about divorce. If I divorce you, I, who is the second Young Master of the Esther family, will be revoked in the family register. You know what that means? I'm not gonna get anything. Of course, if I don't get my share, you won't get it either, “ Franz explained.

“Ha..“ Suddenly Ovin laughs sneering.

Although the answer was painful because he only cared about possessions, he could at least tell what reason Franz had not divorced him.

Franz's childish existence is somewhat different, therefore Franz always attracts his attention, even in his eyes, for Ovin, Franz is the child he should be looking after.

"Even candy you can't get it" he said, considering his family also has a candy factory.

"I don't need sweets" Ovin tilted his head to the right while glancing at Franz who was still serious-faced.

He knew that Franz must have been upset that he had suddenly moved again, and was forced to live together, but he was quite happy about it.

At least Franz, inevitably forced to follow the drama that has been made by Mr. Aeon. 

“Alright, but are you satisfied with my answer?” Franz asked Ovin, who looked quieter than before.

“Yes, at least I know the reason from your mouth directly,” is not so interested in the obvious answer as it is.  

Although Franz's answer was actually quite painful, but all Ovin can do now is to be able to maintain the relationship for two and a half months.

Ovin did say like a tough guy, but who wouldn't be sick if the reason was because of the treasure?

'Hahaha, it must be so much fun, he spoke without thinking, whether I was offended or not for every sentence that came out of his mouth.'

Ovin laughed in silence at the thought that Franz was still not independent.

Still hanging his life from the treasures of his parents.

“Where are you going?” Franz asked curiously.

“I want to take your coffin.” Ovin replied with his innocent face.

Franz silenced for a moment, as it turned out that there was one person who cared deeply about such a useless item as the coffin.

“Leave it there.” Franz said as he laid his body on the bed.

“No, my heart did not receive such a luxurious coffin in staying there,” Right after saying like that, Ovin just walked out.

'Consider once he's with a coffin.' Franz thought, clueless as to his wife's strange way of thinking.

Franz instantly silenced his mouth with his palm.

He was astonished by every thought that continued to relate what and why about Ovin.

'Why did my mind suddenly call her a wife without me noticing?' heart seconds.

In less than ten minutes, Franz finally saw the woman who was none other than Ovin, already dragging Franz's coffin with great difficulty.

“...” Franz just stared at the effort Ovin was making to bring his coffin in. 'It did look heavy, but still it turned out that he was able to bring her all the way here.

So this is what that guy meant, if he has strong stamina?'

BRUKK……

“Hah...hah...hah Ovin was already stingy with energy that had been drained a lot of it, in order to bring the coffin is quite expensive.

“What will you do with it?” Franz asked again with Ovin's strange actions.

“Of course for my bed.” Ovin replied without seeing his interlocutor who had reacted with a confused look. “I won't do this, if you're willing to share a mattress with me.”

JLEBBA…..

Right on target with what Franz had thought from the beginning when he knew in the cottage house there was only one bed that was not how big.

'He is also very smart to understand my situation. Sensitive enough for some reason, Inner Franz, he smiled in silence with Ovin's attitude.

He honestly felt happy, because there was no need to bother fighting about the mattress, because Ovin already understood the current situation.

But what will Ovin do, when the coffin box itself is the place of death, where his body should sleep in a straight position?

CRACK….

CRACK……

“What are you doing?!” Shocked when suddenly like hearing the sound of a broken wood.

“...?” Ovin looked at Franz who was already sitting while staring at him.

No matter Franz's shock, Ovin's hand still did his job of modifying both coffins to become his bed.

'The coffin can be combined?' Franz saw for himself that one side of each coffin could be opened, and could be combined into one, so that the space inside the coffin became wider.

“You can sleep in your place, I'll sleep here.” Without further ado, Ovin immediately removed his coat coat, then entered the coffin that had been combined into one.

And using that outfit for Ovin to use as his blanket.

“Tu-wait! You want to just go to sleep?” Franz was a little surprised to see Ovin was already directly in his sleep mode just like that.

Ovin had to turn to Franz and ask. “If you don't sleep, what do you want us to do?”

'Haish! Why would he even ask such a question?! If I didn't use a little bit of my brain, I could have misunderstood.

He's an expert if you want to make other people misunderstand his words.' Franz was a little upset that hearing Alinda's question in such a way could make people misunderstand themselves if not using his head.

“Didn't you feel hungry?” that was the purpose Franz asked.

Though the day had actually become a night faster, but was there no activity to fill the void from the stomach of the two of them?

Ovin so changed the position of his body tilted to the left while looking at Franz.

Ovin always looked at Franz's face, because he was the only one Ovin could see.

So as long as it can be seen, why not look at it to the satisfaction?

That's what Ovin felt.

“Eat? You want to eat me? I'm ready,"

Franz's face grew grim with Ovin's attitude that continued to disturb his sanity.

"Nih~" began to raise the tip of his clothes, Franz immediately pulled back the tip of his clothes Ovin, before actually exposing that flat stomach.

"Stop this, don't make me be rude to you,"

"But don't you want to eat yourself? Well, I'm including food, and on the contrary, you're also my food," explained Ovin with his innocent face, whereas he was quite happy to play Franz, until both of the men's ears immediately blushed embarrassed.

"I don't mean this, the food that makes you full by chewing with your mouth, you know, so don't make this a fight for the two of us, Ovin, again," franz said, he finally expressed his anger towards the woman who was already in the coffin box itself.

"Pfft~ Hahahah," could not stand the way Franz spoke so seriously about food, Ovin finally so laughed off with his silly face. "Hahaha, yes... I get it, I get it, but-huhah, I can't stop laughing anyway,"

'He's laughing?' Franz was stunned by the way Ovin laughed, because this was the first time he saw this woman laughing so loosely.

"Ouch, so... Can you now get your hands off my stomach? Or you-Suddenly want to fill it?"

BLUSHH~

Getting a crushing temptation from Ovin, Franz hurriedly moved his hand away from the top of his stomach.

"Since when are you so good at teasing like this?" franz Tuas.

"Since then, maybe~"

Ovin could not give a definite answer, because he himself had a seductive thought for just a moment, after which it was gone already the intention itself.

"So-What do you mean you want me to cook? Though from the beginning every time I cook you always reject it.” Ovin replied without feeling guilty.

JLEB…..

Ovin is really smart to give his tongue.

What came out of his tiny mouth was a truth Franz had been doing all along.

"That's already passed. Don't buy any more time, I'm really hungry" said Franz, holding his own stomach with a tired face, because he hasn't eaten a single day, and that's just a few sips of water.

“I am hungry, but what should I do at night like this? Tomorrow, will you?” Alinda replied in a lazy tone.

“T-but!”

Ovin immediately turned his back on Franz, and immediately fell asleep because of his fatigue. "Already, later if you sleep, the hunger will also disappear really, believe me, because I have experienced it often,"

After saying that, Ovin was completely asleep.

Franz was silent, staring at the body of Ovin who was really tight in the lid with a coat that was made as a blanket.

"Hey, are you really sleeping?"

"Why indeed? You want a night sport with me?"

"The vin! I'm serious!" chirping Franz.

"Yes, I'm serious too. Do not disturb people to sleep. What can I do when it's night, if there's food in this place?" ovin protests, already impatient to want to sleep, but always disturbed by Franz.