150 Days Wedding Dilemma

Chapter 13 - Becoming a Husband and Wife

It didn't feel like the exhausting reception was finally over. Zico had deliberately held a reception for only three hours since ten this morning. So that he could rest during the day, after all he also did not want to linger until a full day just for the wedding, it was very tiring according to him.

This afternoon, he was in the hotel room he booked this morning. He deliberately booked a hotel room, so that he could immediately rest after the wedding was over. Tomorrow he will return to his home.

Zico turned his head when he heard the door open, he was the first to enter his room. While Sally still took off the dresses and accessories she wore in the other room. Now Sally was already wearing her casual clothes when she entered Zico's room.

Zico and Sally accidentally looked at the woman as she turned around after closing the door. However Sally quickly diverted him, she still felt awkward being in the same room as Zico. To cover up the awkwardness that was on her mind, Sally entered without looking at Zico at all.

Sally stepped towards the bed and went to rest. Fortunately he had performed the prayer before, so now he could relax.

Zico was surprised to see Sally who was already in bed. Quickly Zico stepped towards the bed that Sally had occupied, the woman had already laid her body against Zico. "Woi, who told you to sleep in the bed? You sleep on the couch, I sleep on the bed."

Sally who had not completely closed her eyes, opened her eyes lazily. "Where the girl sleeps on the mattress instead of the sofa, anyways time will not be willing to give up anyway be a guy." Sally continued her sleep after saying that.

"Yee can't dong, if I sleep on the sofa that has my body sick all. I've been mending you who caved, I'm tired of taking a break." Zico pulls Sally's hand so she can get up and change bed.

Sally held her body with all her might to keep it in place, she was completely exhausted. But Zico was bothering him. "Who told you to sit on the couch, not on the bed. It was the first who won, after all just a day sleeping on the sofa will not make you sick." Sally replied still with her eyes closed, she was too lazy to open her eyes that felt sleepy.

"Sleeping on the couch a day doesn't hurt, why don't you? Why should I?" zico said he didn't want to lose. He was still trying to pull Sally's hand.

Sally grumbled softly, she was forced to open her eyes and turn her body towards Zico. "Why should you? Yeah because you're a guy. What kind of guy doesn't want to beat a girl, a kid knows!" sumpul Sally was upset.

Zico let go of Sally's hand with a look of annoyance, Sally smiled with satisfaction. Zico finally gave up. He had just closed his eyes again, but he opened his eyes when he felt the bed next to him move.

Sally reflex turned her head to the side, her eyes perfectly rounded looking at Zico who was sleeping next to her with a very close distance to her. "Aaaaaaa, why are you even here anyway!" sally shouted while trying to push Zico away.

Zico smiled obliquely, his long hands relaxed he stretched out to be above Sally's body. "You don't want to move, it's up to you. I also don't want to sleep on the couch, because no one wants to stop us sleeping together."

Sally widened her eyes, of course she didn't want to. He shook quickly. "No, I don't want to sleep together. You can't give up once what? I've often given up on you, when you didn't want to." Sally took Zico's hand that was on top of her body, then kept it away from her.

Seeing his hand being moved by Sally, Zico did not run out of sense he switched on his legs. His long legs he put on Sally's feet, so that the woman could not move because of her heavy legs.

Sally glared irritatedly at Zico, trying to lift Zico's leg with her foot. But it can't, because Zico's legs are so strong to hold him. "Zico, let's not!" peekik Sally is still with her efforts to keep Zico's legs away from her.

Zico smiled triumphantly to see him, he was sure after this Sally would choose to move to sleep on the sofa. Zico closed his eyes in a relaxed manner, waiting for Sally who could not stand it and then turned to the sofa.

Sally clucked in annoyance because again her efforts were in vain. He looked to the side, his eyes glanced back and saw Zico who was sleeping with ease. Not only did he want to be tormented, Sally put her other foot on Zico's foot that hit her other leg. He clamped Zico's leg in annoyance.

Zico grimaced in pain as he felt his legs being clamped down, he opened his eyes in annoyance. Zico looked at Sally who was now smiling towards him, it seemed like the woman was still not giving up. Still with his pain, he put his other leg on Sally's leg.

Now changed Sally who felt the weight on her legs. Zico did not clamp his legs, but still his feet could not move withstanding the weight of Zico's big legs.

"Gue took off, but how did you move?" tawar Zico smiled with satisfaction.

"Yaudah okay, I'm moving!" reply Sally while staring cynically at Zico.

Zico cheered in his heart, releasing his legs so that Sally could stand up.

While Sally got up from her bed with great annoyance, her break was interrupted by Zico. "Basic don't want to give up, huu!" scornful Sally was upset.

If Zico always responds to Sally's mocking remarks, now the man is silent. He prefers to continue his sleep, after all he has got what he wants.

Sally had to willingly collapse her body onto the floor, but wait. Why did it feel like he didn't fall on the floor, Sally quickly opened her eyes right as Zico also opened his eyes. Both of them were surprised to open their eyes, because now he fell right on top of Zico's body.

"Lo what the hell? Even though we're married, sorry but I don't like you. Don't have to look for my next chance" Zico said, shaking his hand to keep Sally away from his body.

Sally rolled her eyes lazily. "Who wants to be whittled, this is not intentionally allotted. Inget ya jatoh do not want to be whittling," replied Sally emphasized her last sentence.

Not wanting to linger Sally immediately got up away. But either because he was unlucky or how, again he slipped a blanket under his feet. This time he tried not to fall near Zico.

Zico who was still upset just stared flatly at Sally who was about to fall. But somehow his hand was precisely reflex to pull Sally's hand so as not to fall, inversely proportional to his feelings that did not intend to help Sally.

Sally, who did not want to fall on Zico's body for the second time, chose to pull his hand to escape from Zico's hand. But without guessing it actually makes Zico fall from the bed.

Sally's eyes were wide again when she saw Zico right above her. Fortunately the man was quick to hold his body so as not to hit Sally's body. But still the distance of his position and Zico is still very close.

While Zico who had wanted to scold Sally, was fixated on Sally's bright brown eyes. Unaware that he looked at Sally without blinking.

Sally pushed Zico's body away from her, she stared intently at the man. "You're doing it anyway, instead of sitting awake and daydreaming again."

Zico realized the moment he felt his body being pushed. He quickly got up and sat on his bed. "Yes, what's my narik? Because I'm in jatoh, right. Oh do not-don't you deliberately let me follow the jatoh keep nimpa lo kayak body earlier?" zico squinted his eyes suspiciously.

Sally frowned. "Sorry, but I'm not interested. I pull my hand yeah let's not jatoh on your body again like earlier, again why the hell all my hands all." Sally threw the blanket that made her slip on Zico. He does not want to be made to fall again just because of the blanket.

"Not thanks even angry, but my intention is good to pull your hand so not ration. Uh you took my hand too," complained Zico.

Sally did not reply, she was too tired to serve Zico. He stepped onto the sofa and began to lay down his body on it. He tilted his body against Zico, so that he would no longer listen to Zico's ravings.

Being too tired, it didn't take long for Sally to fall asleep. In an instant he had fallen asleep, even in an uncomfortable position sleeping on a sofa that was not as plump as the mattress.

Zico frowned in surprise at Sally who was fast asleep, he watched the woman in silence. He was a little sorry to see Sally, that woman must have been very tired.

In her heart she wondered why Sally could be that strong, at her wedding Zico did not see the slightest bit of sadness on Sally's face. Even though the guardian of her marriage is not the father of the woman, her mother also does not accompany Sally. But why Sally was not sad or reminded of her parents. Maybe if Zico is in the position of Sally, not necessarily Zico able to behave the same as Sally.

Zico took the blanket Sally had thrown at him and the pillow. He stepped towards the sofa and enveloped Sally with his blanket. He lifted a little Sally's head to put the pillow she was carrying earlier. Zico smiled faintly looking at Sally's innocent face while sleeping, very calm was different as the woman began to babble at length.

Zico turned around to go back to his bed, but his steps stopped when he felt his hand held by someone. Zico turned back to see what happened.

"Dad ... I'm not staying with Sally, Sally is coming." Sally was delirious while tightly holding Zico's hand.

Zico's heart was filled to hear it, with a slight hesitation he rubbed Sally's head. Just as he was thinking about Sally and her parents, he immediately saw Sally like this. What all this time Sally just pretended not to be sad in front of her.

"Dad, Mother .. don't stay with Sally again. Sally doesn't want to be alone, Dad." Again Sally delirious in a soft tone, her hands still tightly grasped.

Zico was concerned to see Sally, he had never seen her in such a weak condition. She rubbed the head of Sally, who was still covered in a headscarf, hoping Sally could calm down again.

Eventually, Sally calmed down in her sleep. His hand that had been clasped was already released now. Zico raises Sally's blanket so she doesn't get cold. Then he stepped back to his bed.

Zico glanced at Sally for a moment, before he closed his eyes to rest his mind for a moment. Not long Zico was sleeping soundly.

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