Husband Setting

Myung The Hero's

"Darling ...."

Jen turned her head, then got up with her smile that was growing perfectly.

"Udah malem, why is it still there, anyway, you! Very stubborn .. how many times I need to say, do not take care of the cat continuously. Just feed it, water it, and sand it over once a day."

"Yes, this is also only once I change .. and Myung feed is also already abis. I called you earlier why wasn't I answered, anyway?" Jen scowled as she stepped towards Darren with her hands outstretched forward.

"Eh, what do you want, you?" Darren dismissed the air in front of him and took a step back, Jen still twenty inches away from him, but Darren had shuddered at nothing to see what Jen would do to him. Yes, although usually Darren will cleared his throat reminding Jen that he forgot to welcome her, now it is as if he forgot all that. Jen's hand right now is well worth avoiding.

It's disgusting, especially if she remembers Jen just stuffing the sandbox into Myung's basket with her bare hands. Uhh!

Jen paused, her lips pursed, "And let's welcome you home, put your omelette on me if you don't kiss your hand." Disappointed and confused adorned the woman's face.

"Yes, but you just held onto that sand without gloves. You're so slovenly, anyway!" Darren glared, disgusted. Her hands were busy shaking the air in front of her, as if Jen had contaminated the air around them with bad germs.

Jen raises both hands, looking at her palm. An ignorant smile instantly appeared on his lips as a crazy idea flashed by.

"I'm not dirty, this was just holding his container, not getting sand. The vow! It's still clean ...." Jen advances with her arms extended out to reach Darren, but the man retreats in horror.

"Click, Honey ... Jen, don't mess around! You immediately wash your hands there. Later you even get sick with the virus from the cat."

"No, my hand smells of dish soap ...." He sniffed his own hand and stretched back to Darren who had been fussing by the door and had half turned around. Jen's smiling is being held back.

"No-no, Jen .. stay away from me before the shower until there's no smell of that cat!" He swerved from Jen to Myung quickly.

"Lu makes a mess of it, Cing ...," he exasperated. She turned to Jen again. "Mandi ...!"

Just as Myung's shit is scared, my husband!

Jen laughed at the end. "Abang, I miss .. want a hug, I'm even angry, anyway ...." He walked quickly towards Darren who immediately took a thousand steps.

"Jen, don't mess around! I'm really angry!" He turned around when his hand touched the doorknob. True, Darren looked angry and Jen stopped immediately, but her laughter was still loud. Though he intended to move his fingers like the hand of a ghost who was ready to choke. However, she did not do, afraid that later her husband was really angry.

"Eh, no, Bang ... Myung is good, really! Why is that so, anyway?" jen grumbled while looking down and her lips pursed in annoyance.

"Yes, yes .. Yes, I'm going to take a shower! Open the door, get me a towel!" Jen finally stepped wide and violently stomped her feet. Just when her position with Darren was aligned, Jen glanced sharply almost capable of tearing anything she brushed.

"Behold if you come close to me! I'm going to pass germs on my hands to you!" He looked down, where the object of transmission of germs from him would propagate.

Darren rounded his eyes at Jen's threat. He is ready to appeal by refuting Jen's statement, but Jen walks into the room. Not so the point is, he just wants Jen to take care of her hygiene and health. Darren asks Jen to wear gloves and a mask while cleaning the cat's cage.

A week had Myung, his parents had returned, only Dinka still wanted to vacation there longer. The presence of the cat itself actually brings tremendous benefits because they approach a lot and often talk even if only about cat food, what good-scented sand, and arguing over Jen's wish for Myung to sleep in the room, while Darren refuses. Myung also accidentally became an entertainer for Jen who now often laughs at the behavior of the fat cat.

Darren actually does not hate cats, he simply accepts the presence of the creature in his home then and now. However, if it came down to having to take care of the details like now, he would think a thousand times before doing so.

Heh! It's not that easy, Fergus! Just yummy!

"Abang ... enter Myung inside, like it's raining outside!"

"Yes ..," he answered slightly turning into the room. Then with a light step, he walked to the back of the house where the pug cat was lying.

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