Forced to Marry a High School Girl

Forced to Marry a High School Girl
Darling



"Nggi, look forward to your husband!" Being nudged by Anggia's arm, the girl reflexively stared in front of her where Nattan was standing waiting for her in front of the car.


"Eh vow yes Nggi, if you look at husband Lo is really cool, already handsome, steady again, and from the shape of his body it seems that he was very mature.''


"Honey, he already has Lo." continued Dita while chuckling.


"CK, don't praise the other guy, remember the one at home."


"Yes, I always remember Leo, if he is still first in my heart, and always number one of course."


"Basic bucin."


"Belgroff."


Dita and Anggia split at the gate, because the driver who used to pick up Dita was already there, while Anggia himself approached Nattan who was across the road.


"Why wait outside?"


''Just the driver."


"But usually wait in the car."


"That's how it was, come on in!" Nattan opens the car door for Anggia.


"Thank you for that."


"Where's the school, okay?" ask Nattan while pairing the seatbelt for Anggia.


"Currently so."


"How is it, how does it work?"


Nattan did not immediately answer, the man leaned his head in the back of the car seat, sighed softly, then looked back at Anggia.


"No."


"Why? is Nattan another problem?"


"Yes." Yeah."


"What is the problem is quite heavy, up_"


"Yes, this matter is too much for Anggia, so this afternoon I decided not to go back to the office."


"Hopefully the problem of Nattan mas quickly finished yes mas." said Anggia encouraged.


"It won't be done easily Anggia" replied Nattan as he drove his car at high speed.


Arriving home, Nattan dragged Anggia towards their room in a slight rush.


"Why?" anggia said as she watched Nattan lock their room and throw it on the bed.


"Do you know my toughest problem today?" nattan said while pressing on Anggia's shoulder.


Anggia shook her head, "No."


"You! you are my biggest problem today."


The deg!


"I miss you Anggia." whispered Nattan and pulled Anggia's body into his arms.


"I want to always be near you." continued Nattan, without any intention of releasing Anggia from his arms.


Today he does not focus on working, say Anggia has shifted his world, Nattan who originally did not know the word unprofessional now he must experience it.


He leaves the office, leaves a pile of his work and leaves it abandoned, just so he can meet Anggia and pick her up at school.


"Mass?"


"Yes dear."


The deg!


Anggia pecked, digesting what he had just heard, until without realizing it Nattan had clenched his lips with tenderness and affection.


"Anggia, you have no intention of meeting Aunt Dinda?" nattan said as soon as their pagutan was released.


"No."


"Why?"


"Why?" Anggia asked back and made Nattan look at her in confusion.


"Why did Nattan ask me if I was going to see Aunt Dinda or Nope, did Nattan know anything about her all this time?"


Nattan looks flabby.


"Euhmz_ gini you know Anggia, yesterday did you say that your mother suddenly came back and you just found out she was your best friend, that means she's Aunt Dinda right?"


"I-iya_" Anggia looked down sadly.


"Oh yes mas, according to mas Nattan I have to behave how, honestly I am very disappointed with him mas." said Anggia honestly.


"You don't have to rush to see her lately, I know you need time." Nattan again held Anggia into his arms, and slightly took his breath with relief Because Anggia did not ask further about him who already knew who Dinda was.


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"Why would you like to do something?" anggia almost squealed, as Nattan lay her head in the lap of Anggia who was sitting on a bed.


"Why, you can't sleep on your wife's lap."


"Not so."


"Continue?" casually Nattan pulls Anggia's hand then plays and kisses her repeatedly.


"Your hands smell anggia.''


"Feel me, I didn't use lotion at all."


"Then anyway? but it really does smell that." Nattan kissed him several times, making Anggia even more nervous.


It wasn't Nattan's treatment that made him nervous, but because of the affectionate call that Nattan made to him.


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