A TASTE (YOONA AZZURA)
A TASTE OF 25~ I BELONG TO MY HUSBAND
"Beautiful.." said Mama Marchel, Yoona smiled at her second mother-in-law, could not be denied Mama-in-law both very dear to her, whether she should be grateful or vice versa, he was confused about what God's plan was to follow.
'No... This can't happen, I just belong to my husband, belong to Afgan, there's no one else between the two of us' Inner Yoona
Yoona and Mama walk down the stairs sitting in the living room, they sit without a word, making Yoona awkward and then she breaks the silence.
"Mahs... Emm... Thanks ya.." said Yoona sparkling, she hugged her mother-in-law tightly.
"The same, sorry Yoo.. Sorry " said Mama with tears in her daughter-in-law's arms, it is undeniable that she is also happy to have a daughter-in-law like Yoona despite Marchel's wrong way, but it is certain that Yoona is a polite person.
Yoona took off her embrace. "Sstt... Mama don't talk about it.. Yoona has never wronged Mama" said Yoona, wiping away the tears that fell on Mama Marchel's cheeks.
Papa Marchel who had just finished jogging he saw his wife talking to a girl who is now the wife of his two children.
"You are getting closer" Papa said by walking closer to the two women.
"Papa... That's Pah.. He is our daughter-in-law." replied Mama Marchel
Hearing Mama Marchel's words he was slightly flabbergasted and smiled wryly as he turned his face away.
"Ep.. Pahs. Mah.. I'll let you go back a minute, yeah.." Yoon
"Yes" replied Papa and Mama Marchel simultaneously.
As was done in the Afghan apartment, he went to the kitchen to cook, although there was ART but he could not abandon his responsibilities as a son-in-law, remember as a daughter-in-law not as a wife.
"Non.. Let me just cook" said ART that is none other than Surti's mother
"It's okay ma'am... Let me help you" said Yoona with a sweet smile she took all kinds of spices and blended them and then she took some chicken pieces in the refrigerator, she washed them clean.
Until Surti was silent because the work of Young Miss in the kitchen was so deft that she herself was confused what she should do now.
"Non this is so sintered." praised Surti
"ahaha.. Bu Surti can do it." said Yoona while looking at Surti's mom behind her.
"Non the same Den Marchel does not get along well, yes." asked Bu Surti with a heart, he did not know what the real relationship between Miss and Young Master.
Yoona was silent for a moment then she smiled as a somewhat puzzling answer.
"No, " said Marchel from behind them he approached Yoona and kissed her forehead without shame.
"Chell.. There are people who are embarrassed" said Yoona while pushing Marchel's waist slowly
"Why ashamed... Think of them as invisible ", Marchel said, then he carried Yoona's body
"Chel!!!!" yoona snapped and raised her sharp gaze
Marchel saw that he was also a little horrified but he did not insist on carrying him up to the second floor and taking him to his room.
Plakkc.. A slap drifted from Yoona's tiny hand to Marchel's cheek
"Once again you're like me I won't hesitate to be rude to you" said Yoona sternly staring at Marchel
The cup!!! Marchel's kiss landed on Yoona's lower lip
"Hisses.." Plaakkp.. One more slap landed on Marchel's right cheek after her left cheek was slapped
THE CUP!!! now this is a slightly demanding kiss, smashed on Yoona's lower lip.
"Emmm... Emm.. " Yoona tried to take off the link, but could not until she became more irritated and bit Marchel's lips hard
"Aaaaaaaa.." cried Marchel as her lips were bitten by Yoona, she could feel her lips bleeding as she felt a slight salty taste there.
"Fuck you... Crazy ass.." yelled Yoona echoed in the room
Plaque.plaque..
Bughh...
Yoona slapped her slaps on both of Marchel's cheeks and switched to punching the corners of Marchel's lips. He was still irritated until without guilt he kicked Marchel's 'cramatic object'
"Emm... Ahhh.. Yoona "strung Marchel while covering her groin
Yoona grinned, he rubbed his rough lips that still had the rest of Marchel's kiss "your race." Ketus Yoona then he sauntered away from the room leaving Marchel a.
He ran down from the stairs to the bottom floor. He saw Mama and Papa Marchel entering the house, as they had gone briefly to the nearest supermarket.
"Mama.." Yoona sobs in Mama Marchel's arms
"Ssttt..!! " Mama Marchel calms her son-in-law, Papa Marchel knows what triggers Yoona to become like this.
Nah! Nah! Nah! The sound of shoes with the stomping of one's feet from the stairs to the bottom
Marchel... He walked arrogantly down the stairs with his hands flanking his cigarette.
"What are you doing HAH!!! " The scream of Papa echoed in the spacious living room, all the servants even heard the cry of his Master to make them move towards the mes behind.
"Shhhhh..." Marchel took a sip of his cigarette and exhaled it
"You did what my son's wife Hah!!" said Papa in a high tone
"Child!!! I'm your son, too, PAPA.." Marchel in a soft tone impressed to press said Papa.
" you!! You.." said Papa a little confused about what to say, he was afraid of hurting his second wife.
" hiks.. Hix... Affaaann.." cried Yoona who was caught off guard by the quarrel of Marchel and her father-in-law.
"Here you are." said Marchel, pulling Yoona's hand violently.
"Baaaaa.... Not Marchel loose.." cried Yoona while rebelling off Marchel's hand
"Come!!" insistent Marchel, he was also very irritated by Yoona's rather stubborn attitude, he was forced to play rough if it was this way. Marchel clasped Yoona's shoulder so she wouldn't hurt Yoona's hand.
Yoona rebelled a little because her movements were limited due to Marchel's arrest
"MARCHELLL" Afgan's screams echoed at the venue. Everyone looks in his direction
"Afghan...... Please akuu.... Hikss.." yelled Yoona he tried to take off Marchel's grip but still couldn't
"Let go of Marchel" Afgan insisted as he stepped closer to Marchel
"Dam!! Just try it if you can "said Marchel grinning, Yoona saw Marchel off guard she stepped on Marchel's foot and finally Marchel's embrace was released, Yoona ran down from some stairs, and then she ran down from the stairs, she hugged her husband's body tightly.
"Hiks... Afghans... "
"Sttt!!! Relax Dear... I'm here" said Afgan then he waltzed away to reach his wife slowly.
After arriving at the car Afgan open the car door and lead Yoona to enter her car
Afgan circled his car and entered his car, he started the engine and did his car.
After some time they finally arrived in front of his apartment.
Afgan gets out of the car and opens the car door where Yoona is. He held the body of his wife who was asleep in her sleep.
He entered the elevator and pressed the number 20 button a little trouble.
Ting!! As the elevator opened he immediately went out and entered his apartment, he laid his wife's body in his room.
Flashback..
"Darling... Honey.." cried Afgan echoed in his apartment but his wife did not reply.
"Darling... Where are you..??" The Afghan shouted again.
He went back into his room, his eyes saw an awkwardness, he saw his wife's towel lying on the floor.
"Where you "said Afgan while taking a towel, he inhaled the fragrance of his wife's body attached to the towel.
Then he put the towel on his bed.
He left the room just as his mother entered his apartment.
"Mahs... See Yoona?" ask Afgan
"Yoona..!?? Mama earlier.. Marchel he came here " said Mama was a little afraid of his words.
"What!! Marchel. Where is he now "Afgan
" Mama doesn't know Gan... Please save Mama's daughter-in-law "mama's pinta.
Afgan immediately ran to get his car keys he was looking for Yoona.
Flashback..
