Forced to Marry a Disabled Girl

Second time

"Where is ma?" Algar seemed frustrated, because he could not find his mother at home, in the office, in his shop, even all his employees said, that this afternoon the mother did not come there at all.

Amid his desperation, Algar again tried to call his mother's number, hoping that this time he would pick up the phone.

"Ck!"

Algar clucked irritably, when again the mother did not receive his call.

"Gue must find out where else this is, duhh... ma, where the hell is mama?" he murmured, accompanied by a sigh of heaviness.

"So why, is the car in trouble, need help?" said someone who just got out of his car, after pulling him right behind the Algar.

Algar gasped, and the replex turned toward the source of the voice, where someone was standing staring at him.

"Eh_ no sir, my car has no problem at all, it's just that I'm contacting someone but there's no answer."

"Hmm, that's how it looks! but why stop on a lonely road like this?" his question, which made the Algar immediately spread his gaze around the road.

He was stunned, when he realized that there was indeed no house or any other kind of buildings in that place, there were only trees as tall as his body that were probably only around three or four years old that filled the ground in the area.

"Maybe I was too panicked sir, to not realize the situation around me." he replied while looking down sluggishly, while looking at his phone that began to blink, a sign of his power will soon run out.

"Alright, then go home now! it's dark." The middle-aged man patted her on the shoulder slowly, like someone who already knew her very well.

Then he stepped back to his car, but before he actually boarded the car, he stopped his steps for a moment, looking at Algar who was still glued in place.

"Go home!"

After the middle-aged man's car passed, Algar began to re-enter his car.

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"Sister?" shrieked the Princess, as her body felt floating in the air.

"Hmmm!"

"K_kak Ben, what do you want?" said the Princess nervously, when Ben began to put his body on the bed, with the position of Ben's body that wrapped his body.

"You think?" whispered Ben, with a faint smile from his lips.

Hearing the sensational hoarse voice of her husband, suddenly made the bristles of the Princess brim, and unconsciously closed her eyes.

"Why rem?" asked Ben with a frown that looked wrinkled.

"Huh? eumz, a-I, I forgot that I had a job!" he replied, while pushing Ben's body and moving toward the table in the corner of the room, making Ben growling confused with the behavior of his wife.

"What diary?" asked Ben who was now suddenly standing behind him with both hands that he folded under his chest.

"Eh, that's euhmz_"

"From what on, until his face is red like this?" tanya, Ben while touching the face of the Princess who blushed, making the owner more excited.

"S-it looks like here sultry, I'm going out!" he said he was about to step up, but had just lifted his tiny legs back up into the air, because Ben was holding him back to the bed.

Then lay the body of the Princess with great care.

"Don't you remember what I said this afternoon?" ask her with a voice that sounds hoarse and a little heavy.

"What sayings?"

"You still have other activities at night." whispered Ben in a voice that began to tremble, like holding something back.

"Activities?"

"What kind of activity?" ask him again.

"Like this." Ben kisses the Princess' lips at a glance, then switches to the forehead, neck, and other sensitive parts of the Princess, making the owner moan several times.

"Sister?"

"Why?"

"I-I'm sultry!"

Ben commented a faint smile, "I'll make you even more angry darling."

"But brother?"

"Look, baby, we've done it before, haven't we?" ben asked, looking at the look of fear on the Princess' face.

"And it hurts a lot." she replied in a soft voice.

"I assure you, not this time!"

Without saying anything more, and certainly without asking his wife for approval, that night Ben did what he considered his right to be a husband.

And that night bears witness to the union of their love for the second time.

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