Forced to Marry at a Young Age
Chapter 61 (Not a Little Child! )
Ziva came back to his house because it was getting dark.
Ziva sat languidly on the sofa leaning against his body on the sofa.
"Huff." Ziva breathes out rough.
Arsha looked at him questioningly after coming out of the bathroom.
"Haist." Ziva was surprised to see the male figure in front of him, as he was about to go to his room. Arsha who stood next to him without knowing it made him surprised especially Arsha did not wear clothes only towels that cover his body.
"Why yell at me?" upset Arsha.
"Since when you've been standing there, it's been a shock!" ziva complained while pointing at Arsha's half-naked body.
"Why, do you want it?" Arsha clasped Ziva's body with a resplendent smile on her face.
"What the hell, get wet!" pissed Ziva.
Instantly Ziva pushes Arsha's body away from his body.
"Hugging you just got me on." Arsha whispered in Ziva's ear.
"Let's just die!" ziva Ogat.
Ziva leaves Arsha for his room without responding to Arsha's will.
"You!" Arsha grumbled in annoyance following Ziva in the room.
Arsha throws away any towel and rests Ziva's body.
"Akhh, what is Brother doing?" Ziva is out of breath because Arsha is overrunning his body.
Arsha's already burning passion like a blazing fire made her******** forced Ziva's lips violently.
"Have you forgotten your assignment, did your lecture make you forget what your main assignment was?!" Arsha sizzles resentfully at venting her anger because Ziva rejects her.
"I .. I-I ." Arsha returned ****** her lips so she could not continue her words.
This time Ziva compensated for Arsha's pagutan with a little play on his tongue making the game even hotter.
"Have you noticed?" Arsha looked at him wryly with a faint smile outlining her happiness.
Ziva nodded his head and then again clenched Arsha's lips lustfully. Arsha aroused her lust until now she started asking for more games from her husband. Arsha's cunning wits are now at play.
Arsha got up from Ziva's body and headed for the closet to pick up some suits.
"What did Brother do?" Ziva looked at him sharply. Her husband left her when he made her start on.
"Sister must immediately go to the city xx," explained Arsha.
"You!go there don't come back!" peekit Ziva's.
Ziva was so upset that
making him scream and then coming out of the room opened the door violently.
"Ck .. why it's like this, I just want to get back at it." Arsha scratched her head that was not itching.
Arsha immediately wears clothes and searches for Ziva. Arsha slowly approached Ziva, who was seen tearfully standing on the balcony.
Arsha felt guilty when his intention was just to joke but somehow today his wife is very sensitive.
"Ziva's." Arsha embraces Ziva's body but Zia immediately blows him away and then goes back into the house.
"Ziva!" peekot Arsha's.
Arsha immediately chased after Ziva and immediately blocked the hand of Ziva who was outside the door of his apartment.
"What's up, honey?Brother was just kidding, why are you so sensitive today?"Arsha rubbed Ziva's face gently.
"Tell to Brother!are you having PMS?" Arsha holds Ziva's body. Instantly Ziva pushes Arsha's body in annoyance. Her husband then went back to discussing the issue of bed by asking her about femininity.
"I'm sorry Brother. We're in!" Arsha pulls Ziva's hand back inside the house and invites him to sit on the sofa.
Arsha moved from her seat to the kitchen. About 5 minutes Arsha came back with a glass of tea.
"Drink!" Arsha gave the tea to Ziva's hand.
Ziva immediately drank tea made by Arsha. Arsha smiled faintly at Ziva who was beginning to calm down. Arsha sat staring at Ziva who sat for a long time without speaking a word.
"Go!I'm not at home." Ziva blinks flat.
"Son't stay here until you tell me what your problem is." Arsha kept smiling in response to Ziva.
"Did Big Brother feel funny when he looked at me" Ziva lamented. Arsha's smile made her uncomfortable as if she was laughing at him.
"Did you give up." Arsha raised both of her hands. Right now, whatever was done had no point in his wife's eyes.
"Have gone to work!" Ziva pushes Arsha's body to the floor.
"Listen Honey!Brother was just joking about earlier.Sister is not going anywhere," explained Arsha.
"So can we continue?" bargain Arsha with a smile on her side.
"Can you forget that for a moment!" Ziva is back in his waistline.
A disappointed look on Arsha's face but it is not Ziva's fault if he rejects it. Women are always like that a bad mood will not support the problem of aging. Arsha who realized that seemed to smile accepted Ziva's rejection.
"Then what do you want, Brother will obey all your will?you want a new phone or something?let's say!" bargain Arsha.
"You!" Ziva frowned at the words of her husband.
"Why don't you guys offer me ice cream as much as your factory!" cynical Ziva.
"You are a child" said Arsha.
"That Brother knows.Ziva is no longer a child who when angry persuaded this.Ziva wants us to solve our problems," explained Ziva.
Arsha smiled again in response to Ziva's attitude. His wife was a mature body without realizing it. when he was in high school it was easy for him to persuade his wife when he was angry by offering to grant all his wishes but now all is useless because Ziva prefers to solve his problems.
"Well tell me what you want?" Arsha stroked Ziva's head.
"I want us to get married officially." Ziva spoke quickly.
"OK." Arsha immediately agreed with Ziva's wishes.
Instantly makes Ziva flabbergasted. It was as easy as that her husband fulfilled his wish without asking any further. Ziva immediately poked his lips in annoyance.
"Otherwise, Brother Arsha said Ok, right?" Arsha looks confused scratching her head that is not itchy. Ziva just kept sulking making his head dizzy.
"Are we married without our parents, why don't you think that's the case?" peekit Ziva's.
"Whose parents instead of your mother already knew our marriage. Let's just get Zahra's mom over here, beres." Arsha said lightly.
"Your parents?" sergeant Ziva.
"Which old man?I'm a kara." Arsha spoke again lightly.
"Sister!" peekit Ziva's.
Arsha immediately looked at him sharply. "Do you want us to fight again, what do you really want?"
"Let's try one more time." Ziva looks begging.
Arsha got up straight from her seat.
"Sister Ziva begs for the last time we meet your parents at least one day we do not regret.However they are our parents.Their happiness is our happiness." Ziva rested under Arsha's feet pleading.
Arsha pulled Ziva's body up from his feet.
"Are you sure?" Arsha looked at Ziva's face with admiration.
Ziva nodded with confidence. Arsha hugged him tightly.
"I never thought your mind was so much more mature than Big Brother, thank you dear." Arsha peeps Ziva's forehead.
