Husband Setting

Onion Where-Mana

Harris and Kira who witnessed all the sweet happenings this morning from behind the door, could only shed tears. His daughter has found the perfect heart. Nothing is happier than this. Their children just happen to be in good hands. Gratitude inevitably fills the heart until it bursts into the chest, born through tears that do not want to stop seeping.

"Papa bring onions, yes ... kok mama so rich cry like this?" lirih Kira while wiping under her eyes with her fingers. She was too embarrassed to turn around and look at her husband.

Harris raised one corner of his lips upwards, hissing a mockery at his wife's remark. "Sniff but I don't want to!" it was nothing more than a murmur. If it were just a little louder, and it came to the hearing of the Great Mistress, it would be finished this morning.

Instead, he approached his wife, gave a light rub on her shoulder, then spoke more softly. "Believe me, same decision Papa time agreed to marry Darren to Jen?"

Repeating the swab, until Kira fell on his chest, "do not kotori my clothes, Ma .. papa there is a meeting this morning."

"Haish ... papa very calculated, anyway!" sulk Kira while releasing a slap in the chest of her husband's field. He immediately distanced his head, afraid that the appearance of the husband so imperfect because of his actions. Then her hands straightened her husband's clothes again.

"My husband has to be perfect-looking if he wants to meet ..," he said as he continued to lay his hands on his chest, up to his chin, and then spread to his hair. He looked up and looked at the handsome man who filled his day with happiness and love.

"Yes, dong .. let papa be more confident in front of your coworkers." Harris allowed his coat collar to be in a pretentious style.

Kira chirps, "not .. but let mama get compliments. His wife is very attentive to her husband, his clothes are neat, clean, and fragrant" Kira said while mimicking the style of people who were talking about their superiors.

"Haish .. basic lady thirst for compliments! Who the hell, taught you?" Harris complained as he turned his face to the side. He was very worried to see his wife's behavior.

Kira looked at Harris' chest as she rubbed her sideways. "You ..you always praise me, but I'm not beautiful, but you say beautiful. It's all because of you!" Kira thins her lips and slips her hands around her husband's waist. "Love you, Papa, my dear husband." Kira raised her head, looking at her husband with a fluffy smile.

Harris widened his smile, his wife is always very sweet and good at seducing. "If you seduce me, but remember .. don't spend. Buy the important ones, and keep saving!" Of course he does not want to be inedible death row the wife who always acts like a teenager to melt it.

Kira's lips immediately frowned. "Ish .. papa is not fun!" She slapped her husband's chest again, which ended with a gentle swab, and swooped deeper into his chest.

Harris returned his wife's embrace, giving her a lot of kisses on the veil that framed her. He remembered never to be saturated in giving his wife understanding. He lowered his hand rubbing Kira's back gently, even with speech he said.

"You must believe in me, Yang .. and do not judge your child excessively. In time the children will grow up, somehow the way. When the process of maturation, we as parents should always be there, do not stay away .. let the child not feel alone and look for a wrong escape that he considers right."

Kira curled her lips, sneering at her husband cynically. "You're smart, Bang ... Rich you used to not go the wrong way?" Kira was sure her husband could say that because of his previous experience. Although things were different because her husband became uncontrollable because of the loss of his mother. Harris sighed, then released a hug that stuck to the tentacles of an octopus.

"Can, start again!" Harris pointed the tip of Kira's nose in a fit of rage when she was thrilled to bring up her dark past. "About now you're in power, so you want to demean me?"

"Well, it's your own fault you asked me upstairs!" Kira nyelonong left after saying so. It was great to reply with her husband who often made a playful when they spoke seriously.

Harris opened his mouth, but he was out of stock of words. Only able to widen the eyes with the index finger still hanging in the air. It was so rude of his wife. Without babibu, he caught his wife's hand, then held her tightly until Kira screamed.

"Oh, is it pinter, now?" Harris's voice and the outside commotion made Jen and Darren embrace. They were moving away from each other with their eyes still in view.

"Why did I forget that there was a papa and a mama, anyway, Yang?" Darren also rubbed his forehead up to his back head. I forgot, I don't know why.

"I'm enough to tell you, Ren .. You don't go along!"

Jen immediately pulled the hand of her husband to meet their parents in front. "Sorry, Pa, Ma ... over and over again," he said awkwardly. However, he immediately grinned with a seductive expression when he saw his parents hugging.

"Well ..on this date, two more kasmaran" Jen said. He stood in front of the door with Darren behind him, holding his shoulder. Both are smiling brightly.

Kira immediately separated the body, allowing the hijab to frame her face. He covered up his misdeeds by rubbing the tip of his nose and said awkwardly, "Just relax, we still have a lot of time, kok .. papa ni, which is a bit hasty."

Harris clicked his tongue, again Kira used his name as a tandem.

"Mama was a little melow see you guys get along like that. Mama thinks Jen's still Jen who was, uh, turned out to be a good wife ...." Harris puts Kira by his side, confronting the woman to her son and ex.

Now it was Jen's turn to blush her face, she looked down embarrassed. That praise and being discovered had lingered with Darren, setting himself on fire.

"Papa and Mama are proud of Jen, and Darren .. thanks, for guiding Jen to be a good woman, child, and wife. We can't repay your kindness, other than thank you."

"Papa don't say it like that, Jen is actually good, I don't do anything. Even I thank you Papa and Mama for ngizinin Jen with me." Darren pressed his hand against Jen's shoulder.

Jen can't bear to not grimace the fun. "What the hell, why on muji me? Anyway, Jen wants to be a good boy, Jen doesn't want to make mom papa's trouble." He grabbed Darren's hand and took it to the point that their fingers were clinging to each other, then looked at Darren with a gentle look. "And don't want to make Darren bother anyway."

"So papa will carry another grandson, soon ..," said Harris with a serious face, looking at his wife. "Ma .. the older we are, tomorrow papa start using peci deh, caught his hair already two colors."

Harris' words make Jen and Darren swallow. Then with a blink of her eyelids, Jen flashed her smile. "Doain aja, Pa ...."

Darren was increasingly speechless, what the fuck his wife was, he was so completely changed. Chameleon-like. But of course he can also only widen his smile while nodding to justify his wife. Anyway look good .. afraid of getting that burly hand, can faint later. After all, when all asks are prayed for the best, it will only be good things as a result. About the process, it depends on how we enjoy it. The process is always painful.

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