Husband Setting

Husband Setting
Lovable Girls



It was Naja's plan to tell him to meet Darren if he wanted to make Darren agree to be Jen's abusive boyfriend. Nah! Naja has further plans, especially after Naja hears herself from her husband's mouth, that actually Papa Harris wants Jen to continue with Darren. Of course this is a good opportunity that will not be missed just like that.


So when Jen asks what the next step is, Naja tells Jen to come directly to Darren's house. Take the hearts of those closest to Darren, the message says.


Jen is actually upset with Dinka's attitude that is so indifferent to her, but for the sake of taking Darren's heart, she is, Jen was forced to make a face in front of Dinka who actually could directly he invited duel—if he was in another annoying atmosphere.


Darren arrives just as Jen helps Desy prepare the dinner menu. Darren's eyes were made to almost fall from where he saw the scene in the kitchen. Two women who have a special place in his heart, look so familiar and compact. Like this, the house apparition he would always find when he came home from work, if Jen were to be his wife. Unfortunately, Jen's remarks last night left Darren's hopes dashed.


"The potatoes are sliced through boxes, if you want to make soup, honey .. not like this." Desy's words spread Darren's daydream, his eyes that had blurred, now focused again. Looking at it, Jen sliced the potato lengthwise. Darren laughed mockingly, he was sure Jen had just touched the ingredients now. Even Darren was astonished when Jen held the knife properly. He thought Jen would slice a potato with a blunt knife back.


"Well .. so, yeah! But you should, you do not need to help aunty, there is Dinka later who will help. You must have never had an asep in the kitchen like this, right? Well, Auntie is not happy with your mom, nih," said Desy.


"What the hell, Tan ... Jen once really, help in the kitchen as well," said Jen honestly. Yes, he did help in the kitchen. Help with prayer, for example. Let alone slicing vegetables like this, until at the end of the kitchen door he had been expelled. Jen when in the kitchen will only make everyone fail to complete their tasks, they are even busy being invited to create content videos for the channel.


"really? Wow, Auntie did not expect youh, just right, Ranu also pinter cook. If he's here, he often brings Darren and Dinka's favorite gurame, or the cooking ingredients that the two people will process." Desy laughs. He started lighting the stove and cooking. When he turned his head, he saw Darren pensively staring at Jen.


"Wah .. Mama's son has come home? Mama make tea first yes .. You take a shower there! There's Jen, too ...."


Jen's head twisted, then smiled brightly to ward off the fear of seeing Darren's sharp gaze. Jen clearly saw that Darren said 'i told you not to come' through the look in her eyes.


"Darren took a shower first, Ma .." she said without paying any heed to Jen.


"OK, Honey. Thanks for today!" desy exclaimed while shaking her head.


"Darren's been a bit of a shut-in lately, even today, he's been quieter. Normally, he would have a chat with his grandmother or a fight with Dinka."


Jen who had finished her potato slices could only thin her lips. Maybe because of what he said last night.


"Let me make tea for Darren, Tan ..," Jen said. He delivered carrots and potatoes that would soon be put in a pot.


Desy is taking a mug off the shelf and handing it to Jen. "Can ... his tea is already aunty brewed in the teapot." Desy's index finger pointed at a glass teapot filled with a deep red liquid.


Jen nodded and received the large cup, but as she was about to pull the cup, Desy held it back. Instantly Jen faded her warm expression, becoming a little scared when faced with Desy.


"Corn ... Aunty will turn a blind eye to the video if Darren's happiness is with you. But Aunt please, if you're together, please don't hurt Auntie's son. Please make her happy, Jen! One day you hurt her, Auntie doesn't recognize Auntie's son anymore."


An invisible object suddenly attacked Jen. His breathing was heavy, his heart slumped down, moving was not able to. When your mistakes become wounds for others, what could be worse than that? He can ignore Darren who he thinks only messes with his life every time he comes. But the woman he had thought of as his own mother, who had also kissed his cheek often, looked hurt and begged. This was very intolerable to Jen.


"Tante, I'm sorry if I hurt Auntie." That was all he could say to Desy. His unanimous intention to get Darren to win the war, suddenly broke out. Argha! Jen is upset in her heart because she has to rethink how things are going forward.


Desy is sure if Jen doesn't know where Darren's room is, even if she comes here, Jen only revolves around the living room. Besides being with her mom, Jen has never come here alone, like now. Desy thought, other than to justify a misunderstanding, why would Jen come here alone? Although Darren never said, but as a mother, Desy knew her son liked this girl. Of course, many things that Darren considers when he likes a girl who is far above them. Maybe that is also the reason why Darren invests a lot even though it is still relatively small.


Desy's words were like a fresh breeze for the claustrophobic Jen. He didn't know what else to say, other than to talk carefully about his intentions with Darren. "I delivered tea to Darren first, yes Tan ..," Jen after pouring the tea liquid into the cup, she passed after Desy nodded.


Darren took a long time to bathe. In front of the closet. His head was spinning in a dizzy as he suddenly became a very sought after person. Not a few of his friends send him a link to an online news that is talking about it. Asking, are they really the same Darren. Not a few also say 'waiting for the invitation' or 'finally' with an emot face with the heart in both eyes. What the ... Your mouth your tiger! For the sake of the woman who had completely disregarded her feelings, she now sacrificed her quiet life.


"Darren ...!" Darren's heart just heard that voice. He rushes to get dressed and opens the door for Jen.


"Your tea!" His smile extended first, only to make a sound. Just like that, his heart was happy. The wound was even washed away with him. Amazing Jen's!


Darren's smile had to be locked up, he remembered still being annoyed with the woman. "Still ...," he answered while receiving a cup that appeared to be still puffing smoke.


When Darren was about to close the door, Darren caught Jen's body moving as if reluctant to leave him. "What else?" he asked while holding the door half closed so they could continue speaking.


"Em .. I want to talk!" Pink lips that had been lost polishing it, immediately bent inward, her beautiful eyeballs flashing revealing contacts of amber-colored lenses, in accordance with her slightly golden hair paint. An amazing alluring girl melts Darren's heart.


"Speak!" Darren's speech was nothing more than a form of tight-fitting impingement on his chest. Upset and enchanted, an indelible overlap on his chest. At first glance, he wanted to be the most jerky man to see the prey that approached the cave mouth of a crocodile. I don't know what to pin on the girl.


Darren's point is that he will listen to Jen's voice from behind the door, as if there is a distance there that erodes the maleness side that wants Jen. Really want. The frustration of conquering women has reached the top. But doubtfully Jen's long legs repel Darren's body from the doorway. Closed it.


"Keep up my faith, Lord!" Darren held his cup firmly. His left hand now held the other side of the hot cup. That heat keeps Darren sane. Keeps his mind upright.


Darren retreated as Jen stepped up and looked straight at his eyes. What was that woman thinking?


"Married me, Ren!"


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