FORCED TO MARRY BRONDONG

My Baby Boy's

Arriving home, I put all my things next to the chair in the living room, why is that tired feeling just now huh??.

I walked to my room, I let Zain, who was begrudging himself, because he had to carry the gift of torture he gave, let him know the taste, how it felt to carry two cotton candies, the one with the same skin as my body.

“Sister,“ Zain called me, but I let it go, I drowned my head in the pillow, it felt so dizzy.

Krrriieeett ... The door is open, please,

“Kak,“ Zain called me back

“Hmmhtt“ I replied without looking back at him.

“Eeehhheee“ Zain laughed, but, for a second, why is his laughter meaningful huh??.

I throw a pillow that covers my head,

“Zain, what are you doing here?? Your room is there“ I pointed to the usual room in Zain.

“Eeehhheee“ Zain continued to approach me, with her perverted laughter.

Seriously??? aaaaaaaa .. I am very tired, but Zain's hand is no longer conditioned,

And, it all happened back. Ck.

“Zain??” still in the blanket roll, I called Zain.

“Hmmhtt?” he answered with a tight hug, with his hand again, unable to stay in place.

“Do you want to sleep here?? in this room??” I was curious, before we slept in separate rooms, but now we are .. ekkhheemmmm ... has become a normal husband and wife, eehhheee...

“Yes Brother,“ Zain hugged me tighter, until I felt tight.

“Zain, you have graduated from school, you can no longer play football, are you really not going to continue college??” I was wondering what Zain would do next.

“Sister, I do not want to lecture“ firmly Zain, ck, so very mature he.

“Then?? what do you want Zain??” many confused.

“I want to work aj“ answers sure.

“Work?? Ah... You want to work in Papah's office right??” tanyaku.

“Gak!!” firmly answer.

“I want to find my own work“ replied.

“You want to work alone? do you mean you want to work somewhere else?? So??” I asked to convince myself.

“Iya Brother dear, muach muach muach,“ Zain again showered me with kisses.

“Ish, Zain you are just a High School graduate you want to work what Zain?” I'm getting pissed.

“Sister, whatever my job, Brother must support me, I'm Brother's husband, so Brother must accept it“ Zain's voice is getting stern.

“Ish, not so Zain, ta pi“ my voice choked, confused how to explain everything to Zain

“Sister, Brother is my responsibility, I will learn to take responsibility for Big Brother's life, Brother just need to pray for me, can you love??” Zain looked at me.

The deg!

Astagfirullah ... what was he saying?? Zain said what?? Baby??? aaaa .. I think I want to fly into space.

“Eeehhheee .. alright, I will support all your decisions Zain“ I nodded vigorously.

“But, briefly, from now on Brother don't call me Zain again“

I frowned, “then I should call you what??” many confused.

“Call me my hubby“ the door.

“Bhhhaaaa .. funny Zain, but I'm amused to call you like that“ I laugh ngakak.

“Sister, I am your husband, do as I command“.

“Ya ampuuunnn .. You are not suitable in my hubby, you fit it in my baby boy“ I replied still with a laugh that did not stop.

“Hish ... Brother, I'm your husband, not a little boy“ Zain snorted.

“ Aaaaaa .. alright, my husband“ replied as he continued to laugh.

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