Husband Setting

My Nite

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Darren was stunned, he threw his body onto the bed that was arranged so nicely with a bunch of white roses in the corner of the bed. He reflected on his mother-in-law's speech after the show was over.

"Ren, Mama leave Jen to you. Teach him how to appreciate and fight. You can choose where to stay .. There are some of our houses that are empty, or you have other plans, mama follow your decision. Please, guide him!"

Darren could only sigh deeply while continuing to think. The challenge was huge, and he was alone.

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Jen immediately cleans up and wears flower-patterned pajamas. His pants only reached mid-thigh and his top was short-sleeved. But, to his surprise, when he saw Darren laying down on the bed. Jen came back fiercely, as if she had just woken up from her dream.

"What are you doing there, Ren? Move ...!" She walked quickly and was unfriendly to her husband. He could have pulled Darren's body away, but he felt uncomfortable when he came into contact with Darren. Gumptuous.

Darren who collapsed with his hands as a pedestal, only moved a little bit of his eyeball. Battering in a white shirt and tie that is still perched.

"Ren, wakeup!" jen said while holding back an upset. He is very tired and wants to rest, but Darren has control of his comfortable mattress.

Darren got up and took off his tie, he just glanced at Jen's fresh face. "Why indeed? This is my bed too!"

Jen widened. "Just—"

Not finished Jen said, her lips were already closed Darren with her index finger. "Remember, I am your husband! Don't act like you don't know to return the favor for my kindness. If I hadn't saved you, you'd be the moons of people!" kecam Darren's. He glanced at Jen who was frozen.

After saying that, Darren left Jen. Only Jen's eyeballs are able to move following Darren's movements, her body frozen. Darren is so horrible and utterly unfriendly and friendly. After marriage, everyone changes?

Jen was irritating and immediately put on her face care cream. All he did quickly in order to master the mattress. It felt like his whole body was sore.

Just when she smelled such a jolting scent, Jen was laying down her body. Dimly he felt the movement of his porch enlarged. Jen doesn't even want to think no-no even though they're married, after all she also has no intention of doing anything with Darren. Although the aroma ....

Jen raises her blanket to the limit of her forehead. Inside, he was busy imagining the aftermath of the wedding. The hugable body instantly filled Jen's head. His hands clutched the end of the blanket as the bed shook.

"What are you doing there?" Jen took down her blanket when her chest was filled with small explosions.

Darren turned to him, "You want to sleep, what do you want at night? Hoey?"

"No, you don't sleep there. There on the couch!" throw Jen out with her face.

Darren grunting. "Well, that's for a bedmate! If I sleep on the couch, why marriage? Already out of money and bound by promise, sleep period should be alone? Better, my money for a hotel rental if it's just sleeping on the couch."

Jen growling. "I don't usually sleep with other people."

"I'm not someone else .. so get used to it! From now until later!" sergeant Darren is impatient. Actually his eyes are getting tired.

Jen is at a loss for words and feels trapped. Yes, God .. it was all true and he started it all. Jen bit her lips in panic. "Please keep your distance and don't think things through!"

"Even if I like you, but I'm not a forcible. Just need you to remember and know, after marriage your obligations according to and serve me, or you will be an ungodly wife," said Darren flatly.

Hearing the word ungodly, Jen got a little goosebumps. From Malin Kundang to the Azab story he watched with his grandmother first, he began to cross his mind.

Azab's wife was struck by lightning, and her body was denied the ground.

Instantly his sleepiness and fatigue disappeared, then he got up and approached Darren. Darren who was almost asleep, tiptoed backwards. His eyes looked at Jen in wonder.

"What do you need? Eaten? Drinkies? Let me get it."

Darren laughed in his heart. "Ask your mother what the wife did to her husband after marriage."

Jen's frozen. "What does it mean to be married in general?"

"Don't come yes, Ren .. for those who marry for love may be the first night it's awaited. But we're different, me and you're just partners. I need you for demi—"

Darren pulled his body up to sit leaning on the headboard of the bed. "This deal is only beneficial to you, but I got nothing. In fact, because this looks like real, in the end I will support you. I am in full charge of you. So please give me a little happiness, at least as a form of appreciation for me."

The two crossed eyes for so long. Darren just wanted this pretense to be at least passable together, instead of Darren not willing to bother and put in more effort, but he did not want Jen to lose his hand and seemed to have won and then forget the sacrifice of Darren.

While Jen's short thoughts translate the meaning of happy is ....

Darren sighed looking at Jen who looked distressed with her words. Then he rubbed Jen's hand in doubt. He always could not bear to see Jen's miserable expression like that.

"Have it, don't think too much. Our time is still long. Now you better get some sleep."

Jen lowered her head, after seeing the disappointed expression from Darren's face. Right, if it's just like that, why can't he give? It would be strange to be a widow but still a virgin.

Jen held Darren's hand that was about to leave. The thump on his chest started to unbalance. All the courage he gathered to look Darren in the eye.

Darren furrowed his brows, Jen really scared him. Did he speak wrong?

Jen trembled as she pulled Darren's hand to touch her waist. His face was filled with boiling blood.

"Take it if it makes you a little happy!"

Darren frowned more and more. What the hell does that mean? Darren's eyes see where Jen takes her hand. Then he laughed when he began to understand how Jen interpreted his words.

"My happiness is not from making you a woman, Jen .. but after today, you have to be careful with your actions and words. Act as a wife and work with me" Darren said, touching Jen's cheek. The woman's beautiful eyes were still twitching a little confused.

"Yes, I'll work together .. and this is okay, really! I'm sincere ...." Jen tried to roll her feelings rounder. Yes this is okay, said this guy fun and it looks so, thought Jen.

Darren smiled slightly, then brought his face closer. A glimpse of the idea popped up in the handsome man's mind. "Well .. if that's what you want!"

Slightly taking a comfortable position, Darren sucked his fingers towards the back of Jen's neck. Tilting his head and blending his lips. Misunderstand it sometimes need not be explained if it ends up profitable and brings good.

Jen closed her eyes. Little can he do like this, at least he's not too stiff. All he could not do was control this beautiful feeling. Darren, however, was never in the line of purpose of his life. It was impossible for him to be close to Darren, let alone together. That's pretty much impossible. But what now, they instead deepened their mutual pagutan.

Darren stops his movement that cradles Jen. He was too sane to be crazy right now. She doesn't want this little good relationship to break up tomorrow morning if Jen realizes she's been ripped to her feet.

"Why stop?"

Whats? Darren choked until he lost his breath. He was overwhelmed by himself when he could not control himself, but Jen asked something that provoked his instincts to roar with excitement.

"Jen .. I'm afraid you're sorry. We are both aware now. Very conscious. I don't want any complaints or even you to reveal them. You understand the risks."

"At least, don't make me pregnant first."

Jeez Dragon. That innocent face turned out to be horrible. Darren smiled, he rubbed Jen's red cheeks gently. "Then it doesn't have to be done. I can't guarantee that, because I don't have any preparation!"

Darren laughed, "I hope tomorrow you won't be a fierce Jen anymore."

Darren pushes Jen's body down. "Sleep ... tomorrow if I'm ready, let's try again!"

Jen gamang's. Between shame and fear. Hopefully Darren can't read his mind.

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