Husband Setting

Get rid of your hands!

"To the house first, Ren ... grab a shirt!" Jen just sat her body in the passenger seat. He was busy wearing his seat belt and styling his hair tied up. A few strands parsed on the front of his face which even added to the beautiful impression in Darren's eyes.

Darren's thinning lips naturally saw Jen advancing her lips to exhale. The woman looked tired, maybe after running around while heading to the car or busy all day packing things on JC.

Actually, in addition to making love, Darren was eager to give a kiss to his wife. A time like this, he wanted to show unfortunately to Jen but, ah .. never mind, forget it.

"Eat already?" Distracting him, Darren immediately drove his car. Only the breath he was able to breathe out as a form of impingement.

"Not ...," Jen replied while shaking her head. After taking the medicine, he fell asleep immediately and as soon as he woke up, he thought of emptying the place, selling it, then he planned to leave this city one day. He was tired and wanted to pull over.

"Eat first, ya—"

"Ngga laper! Later at home .. mama will wait for us to eat together," cut Jen quickly.

Darren's back on thinning lips, "Okay, then." Swallow again disappointed, hoping there will be time to give Jen the attention at least the woman knows that she is sincere to him. Enjoying time together is like eating.

The two were silent and turned away, immersed in their own thoughts, until they reached the house of the Aerospace, even one voice was unable to come out of their mouths.

"I'll be quick ...," Jen said. He stared seriously but remained flat as he removed his seatbelt. " ... Just wait inside!"

After saying so, Jen immediately darted towards the house leaving Darren who was pecking at her place.

"Wasn't come in?" Agus opened the car door where Jen had just exited.

Shaken, he immediately smiled and said. "Now to come down, Mas ...."

"Let's go together, then, Mr. Harris hasn't been there long."

Darren nodded then obediently he followed Agus' advice. They talked until they reached the crowded living room.

"Kirain didn't come here, earlier .. why rush once, anyway?" Naja was sticking to the side of her husband who was petting Cio, he smiled brightly towards Darren.

Darren reverently greeted Naja's parents, there was Tara, as well as Agiel and Aziel who made the atmosphere in this house always lively.

"Don't know, Na. .. maybe kebelet." He sat down next to Excel and poked his palm with Naja. Next to her hand rubbed Cio's head.

"Where are you and mom?" ask him in Excel.

"It's only now, at least down," replied Excel without distracting him from his son's face.

"Why not lie down? Are you so?" Darren would not want to pay attention to Cio who seemed unperturbed.

"Yes, fitting laid directly sticky and cry," chirped Naja.

"Times, anyway?"

"Feel yourself later if you have children ...," replied Naja.

"Where would you like to have a child if Jen was that rich? No way he wants to be touched by his enemy," Excel cheered in Naja's laughter.

"Eits .. make no mistake. Although it looks judes, the same Darren must be tame," he said proudly.

Excel and Naja sneered in disbelief.

"It's up to you if you don't believe ..," Darren continued, laying down on the back of the sofa. "Jeje said he wanted to go home? When is the exact date?"

"At the earliest next week ... there's still business he said," Excel replied.

Darren simply nodded and rounded his lips. "He said when the day he wanted to go home .. his contract was done and he said he wanted to stop."

"His club here is also again in financial trouble. Reportedly bankrupt."

"Enlightening of funds again?"

"Yes .. that's how. Yesterday HW met with papa and asked for support, but did not know how it ended, papa also did not agree. After all, his management club had been a mess. Papa agrees Jeje join there 'will be only nurutin tuh child, let not sulk, and indeed only to channel his hobby, rather than kelayapan not clear," explained Excel.

Darren nodded, he was more and more amazed at his in-laws. Although he knew the great risks his son would face, but he accepted it for the sake of a smile on his children's faces. It takes a very big soul to face it.

"Loh ... Darren!" kira's call made Darren turn and stand up. "When is coming, son .. Where's Jen?" I was looking for her daughter. Despite being assertive, but it is undeniable every day he worries about his daughter. But he covered it up.

"To the room, Ma .. We haven't been here long." Darren greets his in-laws.

"Why not go to the room? You guys aren't here?" a woman who is still beautiful at her age. Seraut disappointed expression sticking out, but he tried sincerely. After all, his son had a family.

"Eh ..," Darren distracts her from Kira. He didn't know what to say, because he just obeyed Jen's wishes. "... was in Papa's car, afraid to wear it tomorrow morning, Ma."

"When it's dinner here, yes ... Ranu just happened to cook gurame. After Mama you like gurame," persuaded Kira by rubbing Darren's shoulder.

"Cel, lend Darren your clothes ...!" the command is in Excel, which is immediately agreed with his hand gesture.

"Then, I went to the room first, Ma ...," said Darren who was immediately nodded by Kira.

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Jen took a hairdryer, her facial and skin care supplies, clothes of course, a Doraemon head-shaped mini fan, and pajamas. This should be because he doesn't want to be the closing menu for Darren.

The sound of the door behind her made Jen's head turn. "It's over soon ...," he thought, Darren's here because he's been packing for too long, so he's looking forward to it. Jen re-inserted her belongings into a medium-sized tote bag at first and forcefully. He also forcefully closed the zipper of the bag, although it suddenly jammed.

A clicking sound from the door hook also rang, making Jen again raise her head. "You what? Don't help, I can do it myself."

"Mama asked us to have dinner here, just get home." Darren's words made Jen straighten her body, he just took his hand off a zipper that was stuck because it was gagged one of his clothes.

"Sorry, I can't refuse Mama ...." Darren still nailed his gaze to Jen's face which could not be interpreted. Then he turned to his wife's bag, then he could slowly unravel the problem on the zipper and close it perfectly.

Jen observes it all, "Then take a bath .. I'll lend you brother's shirt, the towel in the top right closet."

Jen immediately leaves the room, but when she has blocked the door handle, Darren forbids it.

"Neither ...."

Jen sighed, "Then do you want to wear that shirt again? Your clothes have been worn all day and dirty, you want gatels? Want to get sick with a lot of germs on your shirt? There's a little boy here, you want him infected?" Those eyes shot towards Darren full of flashes of anger.

"Not gotu—"

"Then what? Want to fuck you?" Jen this time turned her body perfectly when she saw Darren standing up and preparing to approach her. "Don't try again, Darren! I warn!"

Jen left her eyes all over the room, looking for something that would protect her body from Darren's attack. "We have a deal, Ren!" He scattered his steps near the cupboard, where he remembered keeping the buffer of his camera.

Darren chuckled, he thought of teasing Jen by approaching her.

Jen panicked, her hand sloppy when picking up the thing she was looking for, but she did not meet it. Apart from being scared, his eyes were busy watching Darren's movements, so that the black object he should have easily reached, became very difficult and distant.

Darren's terrifying gaze, observing Jen hungry, he immediately placed both his hands on the side of Jen's head in a stomping motion.

Jen was startled, and pressed her body tightly against the closet door, she closed her eyes and turned away.

"Who is perverted? Your brain?" Darren brought the tip of his nose closer to Jen's head. "I still have clothes here, so don't lend them to Excel."

Jen's eyes widened perfectly, she immediately turned her head and resulted in the tip of her nose and lips sticking to Darren's cheeks. At first glance, Darren's body scent was fluttering a line of flavor on the woman's body. Jen squealed and moved away from her head, but instead hit the closet.

Ah, goddamn! It hurts!

Jen bit her lips, her grimacing expression holding back the mixture of embarrassment and throbbing on the back of her head.

"Thank you, dear .. This means so much. I was afraid to kiss you, but you kissed me first." Darren further contrived his expression, he looked complacent and mocking, while his heart surged. Although not on purpose, the warm sweep was long enough to reach his cheeks.

"What, anyway? Go, no? Or do I want to kick it?" Jen barked ferociously after regaining her guts.

"You're the one who left ...." Darren moves his eyeballs from Jen to the closet door behind Jen. "I'm gonna get a towel!"

Duh Gusti's!

Jen can only curse in the heart. "What are you thinking, anyway, Jen .. This attitude of yours is really embarrassing!"

"Get your hands off! Otherwise how can I go!" resounding.

Darren raised both his hands which had indeed not blocked Jen since. "Do I need to throw it into Antarctica?" A mocking tone sounded from the man's lips.

Oh, Shiit!

Jen's red face was extinguished withstanding embarrassment, then she pushed Darren's body away. He himself with a quick forced step and stomped stepped into the door. His hand violently opened the door, his mind constantly grumbling.

What a fucking day!

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Mon maap, can only up🙏

Many leeches from othor economy class😁