FORCED TO MARRY BRONDONG

Snuggle

I love Zain very simply, as simple as the love that people always define. At the beginning of our marriage, you all know very well what my early marriage to Zain was like. Zain who is a high school boy, still a teenager, ABG unstable, and hard to control, while I?? I'm an adult woman who also has more desire to build a household.

At first everything was so difficult, but, they said love can be present because it's used to it, yes they're right, because Zain and I are used to each other, so that love suddenly appears, who doesn't start from when??.

Some say that love is also patient, that's also true, if I used to be half-dead to be patient with Zain's behavior, then now it's Zain's turn to be patient with my behavior. Really, I didn't intentionally take advantage of this situation. Zain who suddenly became kind, understanding, and so is now completely out of my control. All I know is that Zain is very happy with my pregnancy. Maybe that's why everything I want is always fulfilled.

Since I was pregnant, apart from my changed body, there have been many of my traits that have changed as well, I have become rather spoiled, sensitive and boomeranian. That really wasn't me. I used to be a strong, independent, strong woman.

Besides, sometimes I feel like the pregnancy in the first trimester is really torturing me. I who originally liked to cook, not picky on food, now it's the opposite.

In addition, there are also other oddities that become facts. Ever since I was pregnant, I also became reluctant to sleep alone with Zain. Whereas before where can I sleep separately with Zain and vice versa.

Many times Zain gave me codes that only married mothers could understand. He .. but I don't want to respond. Like tonight.

“Kakak .. “ call him, already showering, scented, and smiling cute on the edge of the bed. He wears a full glove with his cocktail shirt. Very cute anyway.

“What?” I raised my face while removing my face after praying Isya.

“Sinih” He patted the mattress beside him.

“Haduh, I again males decets him, it feels really limp, want to sleep or not fall aja” my heart murmured. Well ... do you know?? Zain where can I leave alone??.

But, I still followed her wishes, sitting next to her.

“Kakak, how beautiful tonight anyway??” ting! ting! ting!. ..he blinked his eyes many times. This code is mah. But how do I avoid it?.

“Zain, for a minute yes, I want to wash my face first” I stand, intending to go to the bathroom.

“Kakak ..” Zain held my hand, I twisted my body looking at him.

“Don't lama” his header.

“Iya” I shouldered my head.

In the bathroom, I deliberately wash my face and brush my teeth in a long time, many times I peek from the bathroom door, Zain still faithfully waiting for me.

“How are you??” I'm pacing around the bathroom, what more reason can I use to avoid Zain's latest tonight??.

Long ago, I finally came out of the bathroom, I walked, Zain watched me.

“Silver, come here” He's back patting the mattress next to him.

“Emmhh ... Zain, I want to eat noodles, cook yuk” noodles with me.

“Kakak, this is malem, let's bobok” He sulks, ish .... What else should this be??.

“I want Zain noodles, you want your child to bother because his wishes are not fulfilled??” I finally got out my final move.

“Iya, yes“ tuh right .. if for his son's business, he must immediately give up.

“But promise yes, this abis we bobo” Zain sulked (Iieeeww ... amused author imagined it)

We walked hand in hand to the kitchen, rethinking what I would make up the excuse after cooking the noodles later.

Twenty minutes, Zain finished cooking the noodles and I finished the noodles.

“Sister, come” Zain leads my hand.

“Emmhh .. oya Zain, this is a messy kitchen, you settle first well,” suddenly I got an idea, after seeing a pot of noodles lying on the sink.

“What?? That's tomorrow Aja Kak” Zain pouted.

“Zain,“ I looked at him sharply, Zain instantly complied with my wishes, he washed the used pots and bowls I ate.

While I, slowly I entered the room, while pacing back and forth, what reason would I say to avoid it tonight?.

“Ah, yes” I immediately dropped my body on the mattress, pulled the blanket, then covered it all over my body.

A few minutes later ...

“Kakak ..” heard that cute voice calling me.

I don't budge, pretend to be asleep.

“Kakak, have you slept??” He touched my shoulder, I kept pretending to be sound in my sleep.

“Ish ...” heard him snort annoyed.

Long time, but my eyes so hard closed, still I feel there are signs of life from the person beside me, he sleeps by slamming his body left and right. Like someone who is nervous. I'll let her.

I felt him grab his cell phone, then open it, I don't know what he's doing with his phone, but I'm slow to hear him giggling to himself. I frowned, curious about what he was doing, but let it be. If I wake up and it's him he'll be straight.

Morning ....

I woke up, I felt the bed next to me, it was empty. Zain was no longer in place.

“Where is he?” I muttered.

I turned to bekker's clock, only five o'clock in the morning, but Zain was gone. I decided to perform the dawn prayer first, only when I finished later I will look for it again.

“Zain,” call me while opening the room door.

“Where is he?” I dyed.

“One!! two!! one!! two!!” there was a small scream from the back garden.

“Zain??” I walked towards the source of the sound.

Seen Zain was exercising heavily, he raised the barbell further doing push ups. He's not usually like that. I shook my head and approached him.

“Zain?? Are you in sport again?? Tumben?” I asked, while looking at his face that had been covered with sweat.

The one I asked was diem. I'm confused again, why him? Unusually.

“Zain??” call me again.

The one being asked turned his face away. Grabbing a small towel and then passing by silenced me. His face in the throat, he was pouting. This original is a bit of horror.

“Zain” I followed him from behind, but Zain still passed into the room, went inside, grabbed a towel, and went into the bathroom.

“Ck, he must be upset about this, because last night I didn't give him rations. Huh ... basic boy” I mengedumel myself.

I choose to wait for Zain to finish the bath, and I'll apologize to him later.

“Zain, this is your shirt already I readyin” I thrust a work shirt for Zain, smiling as sweetly as possible, as a bribe so he does not sulk again.

He received the clothes I handed him without speaking.

“Zain, are you angry??”

“Tau, Brother PHP” handyman He turned his face away.

Jamb ....

I feel so guilty, Mom. But, how should I dong?? I'm tired, males too.

“Sorry me well, I overslept semalem” I tried sulking.

“Tau ah, I'm kesel” he replied as he passed.

“That's just angrily” I followed her from behind.

“Don't get angry Zain, later you spit old” I seduce him.

“Biarin” answered indifferently, while using his shoes.

“I promise you tonight double” rayuku again.

“PHP mulu” He is moaning, it is clear he is still very upset.

“Yeah, you Zain, I accidentally, I overslept” I still reasoned.

“Yes I've left for work first” Zain grabbed my head, kissed my forehead as usual, only his unusual face was bent. Manyun. Pouty. Snuggle.

Forgive me. How should I try????.

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