Being my Teacher's Husband

Being my Teacher's Husband
Eps. 21– Dating I



In the evening after Arin's story, I didn't actually waste any energy thinking about it, there were too many things I had to do, like now, playing games.


Today is Sunday night so I can go to sleep more nights than usual.


Ever since I got married, I rarely wandered out of the house. Of course, the existence of Miss Lisa is the cause, the person I love, I want to always linger near her.


When watching television.


My eyes are now looking at the TV screen in front, even though my mind is not there. Sometimes I look away at the kitchen door, see if Miss Lisa's done cooking it yet.


My wait was not long, after a while he just came out of the kitchen and brought me a plate of food. I smiled lightly looking at him before returning to staring at the TV screen, focusing on playing the Playstastion game.


Ms. Lisa wears a long pajama shirt with trousers, the color is pink with a pattern of small bears filling the entire outfit and pants.


Although the clothes are simple and simple, she still looks very beautiful and sweet. I suspect that whatever clothes he wears, he will definitely look fit and beautiful.


If not for the radiating aura of maturity, he could be said to be like a teenager of my age, or at least he was like an upperclassman. The face of him who looked so young made others guilty of understanding his age.


By the way he is young, his age is now 21 years at odds of 5 years with my age is still 16. We were far away but it was still young.


“Dek bribe yak?” I said quietly in between glancing at him.


It's nothing I told her to do, because right now my hands are unusable. I still need it to hold the playstation stick, otherwise I won't be able to play.


“Manja really mas, not ashamed is big still in bribe.”


I just smiled a little at Miss Lisa's words, but if in thought I had been bribed several times by her, so where there is shame.


Even though I focused on playing the game and did not look at his face, he still bribed me spoonful by spoonful. The food was delicious even though I didn't know what it was.


“Mas, your friends have many problems huh?” He said after putting food in my mouth.


“Iya deck, usual problems teen” said I lightly without turning.


“Emang mas~”


“Eh, deck.. deck. grab a drink dong, mas chokes nih.” I quickly cried out no matter what he was about to say.


Damn it, so cool to play the game to forget not to chew food first. Fortunately he deftly took the drinking water and thrust it at me.


“Makanya mas, if you eat focus do not while playing the game.”


I didn't hear much of Ms. Lisa's nagging, focused more on drinking and spending it, after a few seconds later I let out a sigh of relief. Sitting on the sofa.


No more playing games, look! My game an hour ago failed instantly just because it choked on food. I snorted, hurriedly shutting down the PlayStation before I grew irritated and threw it out of the house.


“Kok in matiin mas?” he asked innocently.


“Nothing, said the game in told to eat first.” Reply origin.


She laughed at my annoyed nagging until she saw a dimple on her delicate cheek. Holy hooch! Why is she so sweet.


I took the plate he had placed on the table before, it looks like the fried rice is still a lot and has only half finished.


“Dek, open your mouth huh?”


As if directly knowing what I meant, he quickly shook his head firmly.


“Why?” my many.


“Miss.”


“Eh, not that. Just... just. I'm embarrassed,” great-grandson down.


Ah, so because of that.


“Nothing that, same husband himself as well. By the way this indirect kiss loh.”


He raised his head not understanding, indirect kiss, what does that mean? About his expression.


I smiled not continuing my words, already thrusting the spoon towards his lips. Although he looked hesitant, he quickly understood and opened his mouth.


Amms..


The strands of hair he back outstretched to the front of his face, I put down the spoon and plate first before allowing his hair back. Geez! When her face was this close I still could not believe that in front of my eyes this was my wife.


Our eyes met and locked, with faces this close we expressed our feelings through our eyes, letting our hearts do the talking.


My gaze gradually grew longer, slowly for the sake of slowly eroding the distance letting my lips get closer to him. But just a little more, he suddenly pushed my shoulder slowly.


“Maap mas, adek eat onions. Fried rice was brought up”


Hearing his words made me realize again, soon I looked away, somehow it felt like I suddenly became embarrassed myself.


The atmosphere turned awkward, but fortunately he took the initiative to move, picking up the plate again.


“You again mas?” he asked me with a spoon stuck out.


I smiled warmly before finally nodding, continuing the dinner. It was my weeknight with him, although simple but the effect was clearly different, we loved each other even though he never revealed it directly, he loved me through his actions.


The night is getting late, the time is 8:30. Ah no, it's still in the afternoon. In the end I didn't play the game all night, I decided to sleep on the porch with him, enjoying the night sky that was studded with millions of stars,


Our position as usual with me lying on his thigh, while he sat leaning on the chair. Every now and then I play the ends of her hair or else I drown my face into her flat stomach.


It's always nice to spend time with him, we're like dating, it's true we're dating, we're dating after marriage.


“Dek we are dating yuk?” it's a silly idea I said, it's weird, but in retrospect I haven't dated in all this time, so at least in my youth I've had experience with this.


She was clearly astonished to hear my words, her beautiful face looked clueless. As if he had listened wrongly, he asked again.


“Where am I, we dating?”


I nodded and rose from the annual “Iya we are dating like everyone else” I said excitedly “kayak holding hands, dating, weekly nights, continue.what yes, ohh watch.”


Miss Lisa just laughed at my behavior that might be like a child.


“Lantas what is different from what we often do?” tanyakanya.


I thought for a moment, right, that we were more intimate than that. Even I slept with her every day, kissed, kept us home again.


“Iya really, but anyway we have to date,” I remain stubborn “So what deck, you want not to be my girlfriend?”


Actually want him to accept or refuse, he remains mine. Compared to the relationship is not clear, I already have a more perfect bond than that.


While holding back her laughter Bu Lisa finally nodded her head, so from today we are dating.


**Besok-tomorrow maybe the author will fix the reading from eps. 1, a lot is wrong!! but calm down, every day this will remain updated. God willing..


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