Gita Dusk Geetruida

Amateur Man

"Oh right, I'm sure this position will make you scream louder than usual" Agastya said as he grabbed his little wife's body.

"Males ah, next time. I'm not in the mood, mama."

"Well, what is that baby? Ck, even though I again want to really and want to try with that position," said Agastya upset.

"Haha, this one, you know. Now I can think of the position of the stone when it was the new time of marriage just say 'I don't know how to start, where to start?' now there's even an idea" Aya replied in a spoiled tone.

"But like it, right?"

"Hm, don't you like it?" Aya put up a serious mimic intent on tagging her husband.

"Huh, so you don't like it when I'm .. I'm just trying to make you comfortable, baby."

"According to you, I like it?"

"Either. I know I'm just an amateur in the romance world, I'm afraid to let you down."

Aya looked in wonder at the man she thought was suddenly sensitive. "Why are you talking about that?"

"I-I know, especially when compared to Mr. Takeshi, a crushing defeat. Master has a position, rank, power, property, dashing and looks also cute, I'm what?"

"Mass?"

"To have you, just a fingertip."

"Oh my goodness, my mom. Why is this, anyway?"

"Even Mr. Takeshi asked me not to make you pregnant, it could be just a trick to make it happen sometime"

"Mas knew the reason Mr. Takeshi suggested that and mas agreed. I personally have no problem, let's hamili me now," Aya cut.

"Hah, not to mention in the matter of making love, I really have a minimal experience especially when compared to the men who have been with you," said Agastya with her chest and turned her gaze away from Aya.

"What's the matter, mas?" Aya did not accept because Agastya accidentally brought up her past.

"You're intentionally right, making me feel meaningful and unwilling to dominate when we're in touch? Even you often refuse my invitation to-"

"Enough, mom! Even if sometimes I seem lazy to serve and mas not satisfied, not for the reason that mas said earlier," Aya argued.

"Then what? You just don't feel good saying that I'm not pro and boring, are you?"

"Good God, I'm an ordinary human being who can sometimes feel tired and not in the mood that might affect my reaction when I ask for rights."

"When in ianjo, do you know the term tired and not in the mood? No, right? Obviously not, because they brought you a wad of money, while I-"

"Mas, I like gini. What does it want? Lying for a paycheck every time you want to make love, is that it? If you want that, fine. I still think I'm a prostitute. From now on, forget that we are husband and wife, mas," Aya said as she got up from their bed and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" agastya asked half-stomped.

"Destroyed myself. I'm jugun ianfu, if I forget. Anyway, I said to have me only one nail for Mr. Takeshi, so I want to try my luck tonight, I want to get a lot of money from him. Suddenly I realized my decision to accept your love and be your wife was a big mistake. Pretending to be his girlfriend alone I get a lot of privileges, especially if it is real," said Aya.

"Darling ... ."

"Stop calling me that, mom. It's free for me to serve you with all my heart, soul and body for months, but it doesn't make me rich" Aya said bitterly.

Agastya jumped out of bed when she saw Aya starting to hold the door handle.

"wait. Are you serious about your words?"

"Why not? Who wants that."

Agastya quickly grabbed Aya in her arms, "Honey, sorry ... ."

"It's okay. I'm a fool too sure mas," answered Aya thrashed, trying to get out of her husband's arms.

"Darling, I'm sorry ... ."

"I'm sorry, thank you for reminding me who I really am. Prostitutes, treasure crazies, are dissatisfied with a man like you who is amateurish in bed and has no possessions" Aya replied sobbing.

"Not so, I'm sorry, baby." Agastya with all her might hugged tightly Aya.

"No."

"Take me off, mas."

"No, baby. Ii'm sorry. I'm, I-I'm just jealous."

"Huh, jealousy? Hahaha, the first rule for prostitutes is not to be jealous. You should be aware that the body of a prostitute is freely touched by any man, but just wait patiently."

"We're married, you're my wife. You're just mine, baby."

"I told you, starting tonight forget that our status is husband and wife. I just thank you, I've reminded you who I am just this dirty woman."

Instantly Agastya realized that what he said earlier was only degrading his wife's self-esteem but also harassing. God, why did he forget Mr. Takeshi's message asking him to accept Aya's situation as she is and never bring up her past?

"I'm sorry for my stupidity, baby. I'm a khilaf," Agastya said solemnly.

"I told you, I've forgiven you. Now let go of me!"

"No, hon. Stay here, stay Agastya's wife."

"What if I say, don't want to?"

"can't. You must want to!"

"Ck, get away from me, mas. I want to go to Mr. Takeshi's room, the widower must miss the caress of a woman like me," Aya deliberately provoked her husband's reaction.

"No, don't do it."

"Trus what can I do?"

"Darling, do you still love me?"

"Did you doubt my love?"

"No, hon. Not at all."

"Now it is I who doubt love."

"My love is pure to you at all times, dear."

"Here, it's useless. Free to love a whore, mas."

"You're not a whore, you're my wife, Arrabella."

"I know, but I'll leave if you don't want me anymore" Aya sobbed.

"I'm not letting you go. Remember, a wife must obey her husband."

"Then I have to say talak, then I am no longer the wife who must obey the words, mas," said Aya bravely. Aya was really upset over her husband's words at the beginning of their conversation. The man he thought had mature thoughts but showed a childish side. Aya must be firm, so that similar things do not happen later on.

"will not. Arrabella is Agastya's wife."

"Huh, I'm tired of having a boring husband, not a pro in bed, amateurs and likes to bring up my past. I want to change husband, want a husband who has a position, rank, power, property, dashing and handsome, like Mr. Takeshi," Aya quipped the words of her husband earlier.

"You're kidding me, right?"

"I'm just following the words."

"Honey, why are we like this, anyway?"

"The one that started, I just followed the plot that you made."

"Times?"

"Ish, don't realize. But I'm grateful to have realized who I really am."

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean that. I just feel insecure seeing Mr. Takeshi's concern for you."