Husband Setting

Don't Like? Move aside!

"There's a package for you, Ren ...."

The next night when the two of them sat on the sofa lazily and huddled together. Actually, Jen was a bit awkward sitting like this, but she was also being unemployed and doing nothing. Wanting to get out of the room, there were also no friends because her in-laws were out and there were some friends of Dinka who came to visit. Em ... Jen actually avoids being in one room with Dinka when there is no one else. The boy fished the other side of himself who was 'deadly' he subdued.

"From who?" Darren behind Jen, clinging to Jen's back, seems to have traveled far and for a long time, so that tonight he reluctantly lost time to continue to hug women who have been successful he tamed.

He still rested his head on Jen's back and closed his eyes. Lulled. Ah, actually he wanted to ask Jen to face him. Definitely ....

Haish ... Darren! Don't pervert!

Slapping his extremely dirty mind, Darren hugged Jen in the stomach. Just imagine if this moment is resting on your wife's chest, her orders on her own imagination.

"I forgot, who sent it." She intended to get a package for her husband, but when she was about to break Darren's hand circle, Darren tied her up even stronger.

"not important? If it doesn't matter, don't ..," said Darren lazily, he sniffed Jen's scent occasionally. Jen's small movements that tiptoed and wriggled amusedly made Darren like stung.

"... This is more important, Yang," Darren sighed. He looks like a drunk or 'ngefly' guy'.

"Where can that be!" Jen pulled her husband's hand to be scattered, in addition to tightness, to be honest she was very curious about the contents of the very light box. Besides he doesn't want to 'meler' before his time. Darren made him hold amused half to death. After all, Isya's Adhan had passed not long ago, the wet traces of holy water were also still felt. Still too late for the adult scene, the bocil is still roaming around.

Heavy-hearted, Darren releases the indentation, letting Jen pick up the box she had stored at the table.

"What package, anyway? I don't feel good about anything?" Darren flung his body with his hands as a pedestal, his gaze following the motion of Jen who wore a knee-length skirt that widened below and narrowed to the waist. Usually combined with slightly high sneakers, it is suitable for beautiful feet even though not level. Sporty look, according to Darren.

Jen flips through the box with a light brown insulation wrapped around. It is lighter than a balloon. Wiggling near the ears, a curious expression was really thick.

"Well, whose name is this?" Jen held out the side of the box with the name and address of the destination.

Darren accepts, but not the box he pulls, but Jen's wrist, until Jen's body collapses on top of her. Darren pursed his lips, giving a kiss without touching Jen's lips.

"Thank you, Darling ...." Darren chuckles.

"What, anyway?" Jen was shocked until her eyes widened perfectly, then she murmured and clicked her voice, even so, red hues began to meet on her cheeks.

He rushes up from Darren's body, then sits well at Darren's side with his back to his back. "A quick open that package!"

"Yes, be patient." Darren sat down, opening a package containing a smaller box. He only remembered that the message was yesterday, but it might not be useful anymore now because Jen also canceled her own request. When the black box was successfully removed, Jen glanced at it. His eyes immediately puffed.

"Well, did you buy that?" Jen immediately shuddered to see an object wrapped in a black box that read 001 in gold containing ten seeds.

"And you asked .. yes, I bought." Darren slicked his shoulders, he threw the box in his hand. Her grin is so annoying to tease Jen.

"Where? Want try?" The thick eyebrows rose and fell repeatedly, his face slightly leaning forward.

"Ogah, uh ..," replied Jen turning with an increasingly embarrassed look.

"I bought the thinnest and he said although not the nicest and most expensive, this is recommended for beginners." Darren was researching an object that he had only been able to see. Never had he touched let alone seen the contents directly. He raised his gaze again which did not deny the fact that he wanted to feel the sensation of 'using it'.

Jen, when Darren looked at her, was also looking curiously at the safety she had asked her husband for, so when their gazes met, Jen immediately turned and looked down. His body is numb especially in the back, such as condensing fluid between his pores.

Darren shuffled with interest, "try yuk ... curious!"

Jen's tickling and moving away from Darren's range. His eyes move up and down, between amused and not believing that this guy—which looks pious and innocent also kalem—it turns out to have a tremendous perverted side. Jeez, Jen complained inwardly, a deceptive outward appearance.

"Will not!" Still afternoon, woey.

Jen distracts her from Darren after saying the rejection. He was thinking of another conversation to avoid the topic that made the heads frown.

Darren as reminded, he immediately put the 'oo1' box, instead he grabbed a cellphone lying on a small table where he stored gaming equipment.

He pulled Jen to sit in front of him again. Forgetting the safety thing they just discussed.

"Now, check this out. There's a one-bedroom apartment, which fits like it does for us." Darren's hand restrains Jen's body. Her chin poked on Jen's shoulder, showing a photo of a convertible apartment warm enough for both of them to live in.

"Why should an apartment? Not just KPR housing?"

"Relatedly? No papa, is that?" Darren certainly does not believe Jen's words.

"Well .. bosen lives in a glass box. Mending deket same rice field and garden." Jen lived the house like her grandmother used to. "Eh, what about grandma's house? It is still good, and also the house is spacious. Same decondition as Aunt Viona's house." Jen changed her position back, sideways to be able to reach Darren's face. She prefers to talk by looking at her husband.

Darren further raised his eyebrows, he was astonished by the thought of his wife. "No papa, if I don't buy you a house? I can afford it, even though the apartment is small. Yeah, you don't mind, anyway."

Jen flicked her hands repeatedly, then changed her position to face Darren. Darren himself gawks with his hands still hanging around Jen. His brain blanked for a moment.

"No problem where I am okay. Even then the money can make other needs."

Jen moves diligently closer to Darren. Yeah, he's not going to overburden Darren. He wants to live a simple and happy life, although Darren will definitely try his best for their lives.

Uh, distance, huh?

"Okay, so my apartment cancels all, yes ... remember! You can't change your mind if you live in the house you want! Agreed?" Darren raised his little finger which was immediately greeted with a smile by Jen.

Their pinkies are interlocked, "Deal! I'm not gonna change my mind .. But you're asking for the keys to be with mama." Jen laughed triumphantly at Darren's big smile suddenly fading.

"Basic you!" Darren stamped Jen's nose with anxiety until the woman complained and begged for mercy.

"Sick, Ren ... is it ...." Jen grimaces at the end of her nose, trying to pull Darren's hand from there.

"Eat him don't be ignorant! How can I ask for the key? What's your mom say later, huh?" He shook Jen's nose and let go. Leave a deep red color on the tip of Jen's nose.

Jen scowled while rubbing the tip of her nose. "Come, what's the problem if you ask? Mama will definitely give you a word, mama would be happy if there is a grandmother's house that occupies at least will not be quiet if mama visits there."

"You're not ashamed your husband can't give you a comfortable home, Jen? If the apartment looks like I bought it." Of course Darren thought of his pride before his in-laws. Especially as a man, he should provide comfort for his wife, not like this. Her impression depended on her in-laws who had everything. Although the options expressed by Jen are quite reasonable and acceptable.

"No!" Jen shook her head. "If other people can prestige, Ren .. but if we take advantage of the existing facilities. Do not care what people say, if the word Jen mah .. bodo very, this is my life!" Jen chuckles after puffing her chest when voicing the motto of her life.

"It's my life, I'm the way it is, I'm the fuss! You like to look, don't like ... move!"

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