Forced to Marry My Friend's Lover

TMK 22. Hiro's Proposal

"Aduhhhh .... Mama can't wait to get hold of Pa's granddaughter. Mama's sure, tonight they're going to grow crops until they're exhausted."

Out of the newlyweds room after giving the magic potion, Ayumi and Kenji return to their room. While walking down the hotel hallways, the middle-aged couple dreamt of what their son and daughter-in-law would do. Hopefully, they can get through this first night passionately.

Kenji can only massage his temple. The desire of the wife who is so passionate to immediately pet the grandchild, as if making him forget if the newlyweds may be tired because of the wedding that almost a day last night without pause.

"Hmmm... Papa reckon tonight they're not going to do the ritual yet Ma. Mama remember when we were newlyweds? Even Mama refused Papa when Papa took the first night. Mama complained of fatigue, didn't she?"

Instantly, Ayumi's memory wanders into the past. He remembered very well at that time he had indeed rejected Kenji because of fatigue.

"Yes too, Pa? So tonight they're not going to run a ritual?"

"According to Papa no Ma. Mama saw for herself, didn't Hana fall asleep? To the extent that Hiro's only butt he didn't wake up."

"Hmmmmm ..... Means the longer they dong Pa give Mama a grandchild."

Kenji chuckled softly. Again, the grandchildren were discussed. "Already Ma. Let them enjoy their newlyweds first. Mama remember, if Hiro and Hana just got to know each other for a moment? Let them bring chemistry first in each Ma's heart."

"Hmmmmm ... All right then. But Mama still hopes tonight they do the ritual Pa. Mama's really impatient."

In the end, the couple arrived in front of the room they occupied. They went inside and started laying on the bed.

***

Hiro was still awake at three in the morning today. Indeed, he has been wracked by a tremendous drowsiness but still his eyelids can not be closed. He settles down on the sofa because he does not want to be in one bed with Hana. His eyes stared at the ceiling of the hotel room which was dominated by the white color.

"Aarrrggghhc ... I'm going crazy like this."

Hiro shifted his position a little until now he was in a position to sit on the sofa. The man ruffled his hair violently as if something was stuck in his mind. How not to fidget if he remembered the shape of two crazy mounds that he had seen when changing clothes Hana.

"In addition to the tempting back, why the fruit d a d a dodd ugly duck that also has a perfect shape. Solid, synthetic, chewy, white, smooth even the shoots of fruit d a d a it is pink in appearance ..... Aarrrgggh!!!"

Hiro looked increasingly frustrated himself. Again he ruffled his hair rough even to the point of grabbing it. Hoping that he could get out of the confines of this strange feeling.

"No .... No ... I can't be like this. If I keep remembering the fruit of d a d a belongs to it's bad that way I can break my promise to Nara. I don't want to make Nara hurt."

Hiro got up from his sitting position. This time he decided to walk to the bed. He saw with a sticky figure of a woman who was sleeping in the supine position. Highlight his eyes fixed on Hana's face and slowly down to stop at the chest.

Hiro grew more and more troubled swallowing his saliva when he saw the chest of Hana that soared up and up and down along with his breath. Coupled with a thin red lingerie and look at it as if to be a signal to be attacked. The red lingerie looks so contrasted with Hana's white skin.

After being glued to that crazy mound, Hiro's eyes were glued to the bottom. Where there is a valley overgrown by thin hair that actually makes it more difficult to swallow saliva. The shape of the valley also looks perfect and is also so eye-pleasing.

"Shhhiittt ....!" hiro Umpat.

Again Hiro cursed when he felt there was a voltage down there. A voltage that made hers stand up and grow. As if struggling to be immediately satisfied.

Hiro rushed into the bathroom. If it's like this, only soap can help.

"Newly this time I found the situation of married men even busy nyabun in the bathroom. Huh... It's all for Nara!"

***

Hana opened her eyes when she slipped and heard the sound of a shower coming from the bathroom. He looked around trying to remember what happened. His forehead frowned as he remembered sleeping on the sofa on the balcony.

Hana's body jumped instantly to make her sit on the bed when she saw the red lingerie had wrapped her body.

"This is why I can wear lingerie? Didn't I wear a bathrobe?"

Still filled with a million question marks suddenly the bathroom door opened. Spring, Hana covered her body with the blankets that were already available. Shortly after, Hiro came out of the bathroom.

"Oh .... Are you still alive? I thought you died because you hadn't woken up since then" Hiro asked with a scathing speech. Casually, the man dried his wet hair with a towel.

Hana could only be flabbergasted. Hiro's words really have no chivalry at all. Exactly the words of a man who has no character. But Hana kept trying to encourage. He had to put up with Hiro's spicy-sounding words.

"Who are you changing my clothes?" ask Hana directly on the subject.

"Still you ask who's replacing?" ask Hiro back. "You see who's not in this room?" pula.

"Huh, so who changed my clothes you?" ask Hana also with both eyes that are perfectly rounded. "Why are you so lazy to do it?"

"Peccful? Who am I? I'm your husband, so I have a right to do no" Hiro replied with firmness.

Hana's forehead is getting wrinkled up in. From the words that were thrown from Hiro's lips it seemed like the man had forgotten something.

"You forgot?" ask Hana.

"forget? Forgetting what?"

"You're just a arranged husband and our marriage is just a contract marriage. There are binding rules in it. If I don't have the right to touch you then you don't have the right to touch me anyway do you? And have you forgotten the promise you made to Nara?"

The deg!!!!

Hana's words were like slapping Hiro's heart which was like starting to forget the land. He just remembered if there is a heart and feelings Nara should take care of. But it all seemed to lose to the reality he faced. The body shape of his contract wife almost made him forget the contract they had signed.

"No, that's not what I meant!"

"Lantas what do you mean? Are you free to touch me while I'm the only one locked in the marriage contract?"

Hiro let out a slightly rough breath. "I changed your clothes on Mama's orders. If it wasn't for Mama, I wouldn't have done it."

Hana tried to digest what Hiro said. He also tried to understand it.

"Ohhh ... I guess of your own accord."

"Of course not!" hiro said firmly. "But it looks like we have to make a new deal for our game to really look natural, especially in front of our families."

"You mean?"

A smirk rose on Hiro's lips. "Just calm. I'll make that new deal. This deal is only for you and me. Not even Nara knows it."

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