Forced Married High School

86 DMS

In the evening, Icha studied while continuing to snack, somehow he did not want to eat rice but it felt like snacking only. Like now, in front of him in addition to the textbook there is a plate of tiramissu made by the Mama this afternoon, fortunately the Mama made it quite good, so it did not run out of food.

"Where are you, baby?" Icha asked when she realized Al was coming out of the room.

Al turned to him, "You want to get a drink, you want me to make a drink?" Al offers Icha who knows his wife wants to make milk.

Icha shook her head, "No, baby, you are" smiling sweetly at her husband.

Al returned Icha's smile, nodded and walked out of the room into the kitchen.

While Icha also followed out of the room, not to the kitchen but to the room of the Brother.

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"Sister, can I come in?" he said after knocking on the door.

"Yes just go on Deck" replied the person in the room.

Icha opened the kakar door, seen Farhan sitting on the bed with a laptop on his lap.

"Sister, may I ask you a favor?" said Icha slowly, he hoped that his brother would help him.

"Hm, what do you want to help?" farhan said without taking his eyes off the laptop screen.

Icha smiled, "Make me milk." Sit on the side of the bed, pleading gently.

Farhan looked at his sister's face, his forehead appearing folded, "Why do you have to ask Brother for help? There's your husband too, Cha's busy brother" Farhan refused.

"Sister, come on, I want Big Brother to make it, not anyone else, please, brother. Big brother deh," Icha continued to beg, his face looks clear, Farhan so heartless.

"Okay, I made you. But I don't know the size" he said, staring at the sister, "What do you think?" he added.

"Read it in the wrapper, chocolate taste yes," Icha smiled, her face was cheerful again.

Farhan nodded, he put down his laptop then got off the bed. Walking out of the room and Icha followed him.

"Bring to my room, sister, thank you my dear brother," said Icha when going into his room.

Farhan came down the stairs, he walked towards the kitchen. Incidentally when in the kitchen he saw Al who was taking drinking water.

"It just so happens," Farhan smiled, he had an idea, "Al your wife asked you to make chocolate-flavored milk, he said," instead of Farhan making him tell Al instead. "He told me to do it, but because there are lo ya lo aja yes, at most he also does not know if you make it, ntar say if I make it, done right?" he added.

"Yes, sister, let me make it," Al relented, Icha his wife so make him no problem if he has to make milk, only milk even more than that he will do it.

Al made milk according to Farhan's request. As for Farhan, he only took drinking water, waiting for Al to make milk.

It didn't take long to order Icha's milk so, Al took her to the room, followed by Farhan behind her.

Al entered the room with a glass of milk and a bottle of water.

"This is the milk, baby" said Al after entering the room. "From Brother Farhan," he added.

"Liar, this is not made by Kak Farhan, but you made it. I don't want to drink" he folded his arms around his chest.

Al approached, sitting by his wife's side, "Sorry, it was Kak Farhan who told me," in fact he was confused why his wife could know, but he made it according to the measure, "But how do you know I made it?" he added.

"I'm your wife, do you forget every night you made milk?" strange is not the reason given by Icha, because as far as Al made by anyone it feels must be the same, because according to the dose.

"Can you?" he muttered, but Icha could still hear even faintly.

"As a punishment, you have to finish this, you can't refuse, if you don't want to sleep on the couch for a week," just try, will he feel at home sleeping without Al for a week?

Al could not believe the punishment Icha had given him, his wife knew that she did not like milk, so she might drink something she did not like.

"Honey, you know I can't drink milk, let alone milk for pregnant women," Al memelas, he begged Icha not to punish in that way.

"Yaudah, from tonight sleeping on the couch, until a week ahead, you can't protest" he said, as if it didn't matter to him.

A very difficult choice for Al, he tried to lift the glass filled with milk with his face bent, a bit hesitant, he put the glass back, but then he lifted it again several times, several times, to drink what not. Just smelling the smell of milk like a stirring stomach.

Saying Basmalah Al downed the glass of milk with one hand covering his nose. Laying an empty glass violently, because the contents of his stomach seemed to want to come out. He ran to the bathroom.

Icha who saw it felt guilty, had forced her husband to drink the milk. He followed Al to the bathroom.

"Sorry baby, I'm done with sprains" he said after arriving in the bathroom, he saw Al had vomited his stomach contents.

Al had no intention of answering Icha's apology, he also looked upset, his wife was very selfish. Though it has been given a heart but it asks for a heart, Al has always obeyed his request, but he was just like that.

Al came out of the bathroom without caring about Icha, he was still annoyed with his wife. Icha who saw that, very sorry, he went back to chasing Al.

Al got in the basket, he covered his body with a blanket, before he first drank the water he had taken.

Al sleeps against Icha, he doesn't want to argue tonight, it's better to sleep and hope that tomorrow morning his bad taste is gone.

Icha hugged Al's body from behind, Al did not reject it, "Honey, I'm really happy, I'm sorry dear," said Icha expectantly.

"Yes," he answered briefly, "diem, I want to sleep," he added in a flat tone.

DEG

Al's never acted that way since they expressed their own feelings. Icha's heart aches, she realizes that Al has disappointed, she gives time for her husband to reduce the annoyance that is confined to the heart.

Icha's chest was tight, she wanted to shed her regrets with tears, but was held so that Al could not see her crying. He realized he was wrong.

Icha tries to close her eyes but does not manage to fall asleep without the husband's embrace. What did he say just now? Tell your husband to sleep on the couch? She herself could not sleep without her husband's warm embrace.

His regret grew, he looked at Al's blanket-covered back with tears in his eyes. She knew her husband was already asleep, heard from the soft snoring sound.

Hopefully tomorrow Al will forgive Icha's actions this time.

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