Forced Young Marriage

Chapter 9

"sorry Dil, I don't want to be disturbed anymore, I have to think about how the plot is made the same author cih" Dey blamed author🥺.

– handover I want to make a plot how, you just follow the ribet very dah ; author.

Deyna tried to smile at Fadil before she moved away from where they were standing. Fadil looked back and looked at Deyna's back.

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Dey returns home sooner than usual, his body wanting to laze on the living room couch.

Zayyan had just got off his big motorbike and parked his motorbike in the garage, until he reached the front door of the house when he was about to open the door, suddenly the door was pulled from the inside making his hands reflect down.

"uh?" cengo Zayyan looked at Deyna's face which was also staring back.

"what?" sahut Dey with both eyebrows rose staring at Zay who was not blinking staring at him.

"wait for me to come home?" guess Zay after a long silence with mixed feelings.

"uh uh? what the hell?" reply Dey did not understand.

"lo come out to say another thing besides waiting for me to come home, just as I was until you immediately open the door to welcome me, so sweet also lo it turns out.." Cerocos Zay was about to hug Dey.

"eh eh?! stop that!" pekik Dey stopped Zay's step forward and was about to hug him.

"why the hell Dey? I want to hug you, can't I? moved I was waiting to go home" explained Zay by stretching his hands.

"what the hell is lo Zay? pede really is! I'm out to take my good, noh brother good is waiting" said Dey made Zay sluggish.

"i-you mean, you came out earlier to take food with brother good?" zay asked again, whether it was true or not.

"yes yes anj*r, you think what is dih?" reply to Dey by choking and encouraging Zay not to block the exit.

Zay was still with his mouth slightly open staring at Dey who was on the inner side of the fence receiving a plastic from the green-jacketed brothers.

"the puckoo? well.." muttered Zay staring at the reflection of his face in the mirror next to the door of the house.

"when will you be at the door, huh? in there! tonight I don't cook first" said Dey was beside Zay who was still staring at his own face with nanar.

"why are you cooking?" there was a look of protest that Dey could catch as Zay stared at him.

"no mood" Dey replied immediately pushing Zay's body into the house, then he closed the door.

"it's up to me, want me to cook the cake, want to cook the cake, according to my mood dong" reply Dey immediately sat down on the sofa again and began to open the plastic he had just picked up on his brother's good.

"but what will I eat?" ask Zay with a gloomy face.

Dey glanced at the look on Zay's face. "ga fits you so well" Dey said, making Zay raise his eyebrows upset.

"gou ga again acting huh Dey, I'm serious! what am I gonna eat tonight if you don't cook?" zay's reply turned his face into a serious one.

"eat me" Dey said unconsciously while being cool with his food.

"uhuh?" zay stared at Dey again with his mouth half-open and eyes glaring.

"what? what was I talking about?" tanga Dey was still focused with the food in her hands.

"do you want me to eat?" zay asked once again trying to digest Dey's words.

"yes eat, it's up to you" Dey replied with a chewing mouth.

as Dey coolly chews, Zay immediately pushes Dey's body to lie on the sofa without cue, making Dey who is still in a state of chewing reflex driven.

"lo what the hell is Zay? I'm cool to eat instead ngeindukan me" protested Dey blabbering while trying to sit back, but before sitting upright Zay again pushing along with his body that fell on Dey.

bruccous

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"l-lo what's Zay?" nervous Dey while the mouth continues to chew slowly food that is still in his mouth.

"you told me to eat you" Zay replied with a hungry look at the adorable Dey.

"when did I say that?" dey asked by forcefully swallowing the food that was left a little in his mouth.

"would you forget?" instead of answering, Zay asked back to Dey who looked surprised.

there was no word from Dey, he tried to remember when he said it, but only a few minutes ago he said but had forgotten, the effect of eating.

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so long Dey tried to remember, Zay who was already anxious with Dey immediately kissed the thin lips that never smiled for him.