Feel Engineering
Still Sick?
Chapter 35 Still Sick?
Dea felt her sleep disturbed as she flipped her body towards the window. His eyes were glare due to the reflection of the incoming light piercing through the curtains. He tried to open his eyes, even though it was still heavy.
Dea forcefully pulled her body leaning on the head of the bed. He really felt his whole body crumpled dimly, especially the lower part that felt very sore.
"If this Azka bang continues, I can die," muttered Dea but a moment later his face was hot with shame remembering the events of last night and this morning.
Although Dea did not know how Azka felt to her and she was still confused and not sure of her own feelings, Dea would not regret her decision to give her crown to Azka, her husband. Whether after this they would remain separated, Dea did not want to think about it.
Dea just wants to live this as well as possible and enjoy every little happiness she feels in her household.
Suddenly his stomach rang, he stood looking for clothes, his eyes fixed on Azka's open suitcase. Dea grabbed a white T-shirt from Azka and then took her underwear in her suitcase. Rather than wearing lingerie, it is better to wear Azka.
Dea soaks with warm water for a few minutes so that the pain quickly decreases. After taking a bath he tried to go to the kitchen, looking for food or groceries in the refrigerator that he could cook.
It turned out that there was an ingredient to make pasta, and Dea finally made a paste for herself and Azka. Don't forget to make Azka's favorite mint.
As Dea was pouring instant paste into the pot, suddenly a pair of sturdy arms wrapped around her stomach from behind.
The deg!
"Why cook? I ordered food." Tanya Azka further tightened her body with the body behind Dea then kissed the nape of Dea.
Dea's heart was pumping fast, his entire body was bristling to get this kind of treatment.
"I'm hungry, and there are plenty of ingredients to cook here." Dea tried to calm her nervousness by staying busy stirring her paste so that the season was mixed evenly.
Azka chose not to respond anymore but was very reluctant to take off her embrace on Dea's body. Hugging Dea while cooking like this is so much fun.
"Well, why wear your brother's shirt? Kangen huh? He was also left for an hour." Azka asked astonished to see Dea wearing her shirt that looked loose but she was also very happy to see it.
Dea turned off the stove, took out a plate to put the paste on. While Azka so faithfully followed Dea's steps because she was still reluctant to take off her embrace.
Dea was embarrassed to be caught wearing an Azka shirt.
"Rather than wearing lingerie all day, mending this pack." Actually Dea felt uncomfortable being hugged continuously like this, but he was also still too embarrassed to see Azka's face, let alone look into her eyes.
"I'd rather you don't use anything." Azka's whispers sounded sensual in Dea's ears.
Dea's face flushed again, she was really very embarrassed, much different from Azka who looked mediocre. Maybe this is what parents used to say that there is no self-esteem in loving someone. What other self-esteem is left if the most hidden and most precious thing in life has been handed over to our loved ones?
"But didn't Azka bang not love me? Didn't he touch me just because of his volatile male instincts and can't be contained anymore? Can't it be that Azka's bang completes her passion for women who aren't lawful to her?"
Dea was in a position of inner war right now.
"Cock-awkwardly?"
Dea gasped, ignoring Azka's question, Dea tried to break free from Azka's embrace and brought the two plates of pasta she had prepared to the dinner table.
Dea looked down more while enjoying her late breakfast, in contrast to Azka whose eyes never switched from Dea's face even though her hands and mouth were eating.
"Still sick?" Azka asked breaking the silence.
"That question again. Saying pain is not the same." Pissed Dea in the heart.
Dea just nodded showing her grimacing face but continued her passover feed.
"When do we go home?" Both with Azka alone make Dea continue to feel nervous, at least if at home there are many people besides Azka.
"This room is booked until Tuesday." Azka answered and then sipped her mint tea.
Dea gave a rough sigh, wanting to say something to Azka but she hesitated and was embarrassed.
"Why?" Azka was not comfortable seeing Dea sighing violently like she was thinking about something heavy.
Dea raised her face looking at Azka.
"For?" Azka frowned.
"Buy clothes. My wallet is empty, Rara sabotaged. My phone can't be made either, soaking in the bathtup."
Azka reached into her pants pocket and took out her wallet and mobile phone.
"It!" Azka shifted her wallet and mobile phone to the front of Dea.
Dea was stunned to see those two items. He shifted back Azka's wallet.
"I just want to borrow money, not his wallet."
Azka shifted her wallet again.
"From now on you hold my wallet and my phone." Azka said casually.
"Trus bang Azka pake what?" Dea asked not understanding.
"We'll live in a house, work in an office as well. After entering the office later, my room will be your workspace as well."
"Well, I can't do that, I don't want to!" Dea flicked her lips in annoyance.
"Your stuff has been moved up and your room has been converted into a computer room for field children."
"Kok bang Azka make his own decision anyway?"
"Remember, in the office I am your boss, while at home I am your husband. So you must obey me 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, and 52 weeks a year."
Azka got up with her plate and took the empty Dea plate to the sink.
Dea followed him from behind. Azka washes dishes and kitchen utensils. He was used to doing kitchen work like this. Especially when living in Japan, he did everything himself.
"But if bang Azka again travel service out of town or out of the country, right I can not come, mobile phone and wallet how?"
"I can buy a wallet and a cell phone again!"
"It's not the wallet bang, it's this loh."
Azka turned off the water tap then looked at Dea seriously.
"Fill the wallet you move to your wallet all, leave the SIM and ID only. So I don't have to buy a wallet anymore."
Dea frowned. "Keep, if you need money, where's the money?"
"Begging you the same. You hold all my money." Azka resumed her dish washing activities, ignoring Dea who was now silent.
"Basic! Stay talking if from now on I am a personal financial manager very difficult, use twirling from Sabang to Sabang again." Let Dea be in the heart.
"Bang Azka's..."
"Why again? Anyway, the decision was fixed. Now you order clothes or a cell phone and I take my wallet back." Azka knew Dea would try to negotiate but she did not want to be denied this time.
Lazy to argue with Azka, Dea also chose to take Azka's phone. But how shocked Dea when seeing photos wallpaper Azka phone.
"That Azkaaaa!!!"
Azka laughed frowns on her own in the kitchen. He had predicted Dea's reaction would be hysterical like this when he found the wallpaper of his phone.
The photo Azka took this morning while Dea was still asleep in her sleep.
Apparently, happiness is simple. Because in the anger of a wife is stored happiness there, only a few husbands realize it.
Doesn't that manyun look cute and sexy???
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