Forced Young Marriage

Chapter 28

Zay and Dey have returned to their private home after a brief stay at the mansion.

"huh finally I can be free again" Dey began with a sigh of relief as he climbed the stairs accompanied by Zay in the back.

"alay really, it's only been a day already feeling like a prison" Zay said, his second nature really changed when in their private home.

"it's up to me, and yes it's like a prison let alone a room trus have to share the same bed lo dih, not really" said Dey by turning a lazy eyeball.

"heh girl! we're in the bed room is natural yes we are husband and wife, where there is a husband and wife separated the room" Zay's son made Dey look back with a cynical look.

"lo quip me huh?" challenge Dey with a fierce waist-random position stopping his steps and Zay who has almost reached their respective rooms.

"ga, you're aja who easily offended, yes if you realize good deh" reply Zay ended by pushing Dey's forehead slowly using his index finger and immediately go into his room.

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Dey was speechless with Zay's treatment and his words seemed to resuscitate him, they were married a few weeks ago.

"Did I move rooms? I have also promised and tried to try to open my heart to Zay, right? Then I have to start with the little thing that is room sleeping"

Dey nodded as he stared at the door of the room that Zay had just entered.

With a soft breath before knocking on Zay's room door.

"why Dey?" asked Zay when he opened the door half, because of his position he was late*ng chest, only wearing short pants on the knee.

"lo style very light yes Zay, kek no shame that, if not me who in front of this door he will squirm lo kek like this, aurat mas, in the guard" scold Dey at length.

"help me" Dey answered by staring at the wall in the middle of his room and Zay's room.

"what help? What is clear dong if you say, do not half-and-half" asked Zay with a thud.

"patient woilah, you're just from nyerocos aja, I haven't finished talking already in serobot aja" said Dey cynically glanced at Zay.

"what did you help?" Zay relented.

"help me move in the tools in my room" Dey replied staring in all directions, he was quite embarrassed to say, plus Zay's circumstances were so.

"where are you moving? Dey please don't stop by Dey, I can't without lo Dey in this house, later there's no masakin me, there's nothing I can use, please it's Dey" Zay blushes without knowing the continuation of Dey's words.

Dey took a deep breath, he was already patient with Zay who always cut his talk.

"you ah, so ask for your help!" Dey immediately enters his room and closes it hard, making Zay even more afraid that Dey will run away from him.

"Dey, don't be this, what do you want? I'll follow Dey, as long as you don't stop by, please Dey dear" Zay looks frantically trying to open the door to Dey's room.

After a few minutes, Dey finally gets out by dragging the suitcase, leaving Zay distraught.

"aaaa, don't stay I please, I promise it will be obedient and will not be as nosy as you again" Zay's face was filled with nervous sweat.

Dey did not answer, he still looked at Zay flatly as if he was not able to beat Zay, even though he was desperately holding back not to laugh.