Disaster Because of Marriage

Part 49's. Why You Agree to It

"Mas, Meatball two." After saying that, Julian walked to the long bench following Airin who turned out to be there already.

In Julian's eyes, Airin looked nervous. The proof from earlier he saw that his wife was looking to the right and left as if disturbed. In fact, in the meatball stall there were only the two of them and a few other parents.

"It's just relaxing." Julian's laying his ass right on the right, Airin.

Airin just smiled clumsily he nodded his head, "Tumben is eating outside, meatballs again. We just finished burning fat." Shamefully Airin, saying that made Julian chuckle.

I don't know, the man now really likes to laugh when he hears the voice of the wife. He doesn't know when that is so.

"Why? I'm asking you just because I don't want to be here alone. Don't ge'er." With a little bit of a sewer, Julian replied. The man moved grabbing the spoon and claw.

"What are you doing? The meat has not yet come." asked Airin puzzled.

Julian shook his shoulder, "You'll see. This is a great way to be served quickly. Me and Ara used to be like this."

Look, the man thoughtlessly mentioned his cheating name. Though, now there's his wife, "If you used to, how?" ask Julian who where, now ready with two spoons and a fork in his hand.

Airin raised her eyebrows, "I mean?" the woman asked not to understand.

Julian clucked, "You and Raka were best friends. Must often dong walk together or something." Airin pulled both corners of her lips.

The woman lowered her head, "We were kids back then. So, at most just playing around." said Airin a little embarrassed.

Julian who heard that smiled, "So, you guys were involved in monkey love?"

Airin looked up to the right. He shook his head, but also nodded and the woman did so with a panicked facial expression.

Julian laughed now quite loudly and Airin who heard it immediately glared to the left, to hide the face.

"Where is the real one? A sling or a nod?" julian asked with a crisp tone and look at his face.

"Yes, that's right. I like Raka Pas as a kid, so what's your problem?" ask Airin sewot.

Julian raised both eyebrows. The man pulls his lower lip up, until a downward curved line is created there.

"So, how's it going for now?" ask July and now it's Airin's turn to be confused.

"meaning?" ask Airin who doesn't understand.

"Honest answer. How do you feel about that guy? You love her, don't you?" julian asked back and it was definitely with talk nads that just flowed by without a hitch.

He plans to make, Airin turns away so that the woman signs a divorce papers which from the first time they get married has been initialed by Julian.

"No," Airin replied quickly, making Julian pull both eyebrows, for now not yet and I'm trying to fall in love with him.

***

Airin and Julian ads at home. They just relax in the tv room with Julian asking, Airin to massage his head.

It's the routine of a married couple who say they don't love each other, but all the needs of the man are always prepared by the wife.

What it's worth to say is not to love each other. What else now. Julian, who was sitting on the floor of the television room, was laying his head on his thigh, Airin.

She was in such a position that, Airin had no trouble pinching her husband's head. So, that's why, Airin's so hard to take Julian off. He never found the need good, but once good. Julian can make himself melt and weak.

"I want to ask."

After a long silence, Airin finally made a sound. The woman asked for permission to ask and Julian, who is currently focusing on watching television, simply bershem to answer his wife's words.

Airin hesitated. Dai bit his lower lip to relieve the nervousness that suddenly struck him.

"What, Wrecks?" julian said with a mediocre tone. He's not upset, but you know for yourself that he would rather call his wife with that call.

Airin was used to it too. He seemed fine being called that way. Maybe because of the habit factor that many play here. So, thats.

"Anu. Juju, these words have been stuck in my head for a long time." Airin began to make small talk and Julian who heard it was just brahem.

"Say!" in a slow tone the man reigned. Now he is focused on playing the remote controller to look for local broadcasts that he thinks are good to watch.

"I want to ask you why you agreed to our match. You could've refused and married, Clara, right?" Flowing was also a long-standing question in the recesses of the heart and head, Airin and it managed to keep Julian quiet with his right hand raised in the air.

...T.B.C...

...I hope you are not bored....

...I hope you guys always like it...