Jum Wo Ai Ni

Noth

"So why are you being treated? dylan asked while trying to help Juminten fold the clothes, which he made a mess because he was looking for a color.

"My stomach acid goes up, plus stomach cramps because I want to menstruate," he replied still with a ketus tone.

"Gastric acid, menstruation? Not because of pregnancy, is it?" Dylan was suddenly lethargic to hear Juminten's reply.

"I told you, I'm KB so it's impossible to get pregnant. Soon also will divorce, taking care of all pregnant. Make it hard to know!" Juminten flicked the blanket, before folding it neatly.

Dylan let out a sigh, he put down the clothes he was about to fold. The slender man walked up to Juminten, pulling the pale hand gently. Then sitting him on the sofa, Dylan held Juminten's hand.

The black-haired woman, furrowing her brows looked at Dylan in surprise. The man had been very strange since he had picked her up.

"I've been thinking about this last night, actually I've been wanting to talk to you for a long time. But because I'm stupid I forgot."

"Thank God you're aware that you're stupid" Juminten said, raising one eyebrow.

"Yes, I'm stupid to ignore women as well as you."

Dylan tightened his grip, looking at the netra as quietly as the morning dew seriously.

"We don't have to divorce. We started everything from the beginning, I'm sorry if all this time hurt you, often you. I promise I'll try to be a good husband to you, won't you, Squid?"

"Haha ....! you you got the devil where Dy? why is it so awkward?"

"Conscious Dy, sober." Juminten patted her husband's cheek, Dylan grimacing as Juminten's hand touched the bruised part.

"I'm serious!" dylan.

"Seriously yes, not Srimulat?" Juminten withdrew his hand, he got up and stepped away from Dylan.

The squinty man got up, he knew it was not easy for Juminten to trust him. After everything he did.

"You don't worry, I won't tell Mama about our fight yesterday, nor do I want to make Mama and Mama sad because of me."

Dylan frowned, so Juminten thought that he was seducing Juminten not to report yesterday's incident to Mayleen.

"It's not like that, I don't care if you tell Mama about yesterday. I'm really serious about our marriage" Dylan said loudly.

Juminten looked at Dylan for a moment, smiling faintly with the head he shook.

"It's enough of a lie Dy, ntar your sin more you know," said Juminten with a funny face, he did not take Dylan's speech seriously.

"Good Calamari! how else do I have to let you believe?" Dylan rubbed his face in frustration

"Well," replied Juminten indifferently.

Dylan sighed, it didn't seem like it would be easy for his wife to believe him.

The sun began to crawl up, replacing the moon that had sunk on the other side of the earth. Juminten's wiggling eyes adjusted the light that burst in through the gap of the curtain that Dylan had just opened.

"Good morning my wife!" Dylan stood beside the bed with a big smile.

"Morning," replied Juminten with a hoarse voice typical of people waking up.

Juminten squirmed his body, slowly he began to sit himself down. Seeing that, Dylan quickly helped.

"What the hell are you Dy? I can do it myself. Why did you enter my room?" Juminten chose to sleep in the room he had previously occupied.

"Beautiful said, the smell of the pillow is. Early in the morning do not need to digombal, ga ilok (pamali)."

"Where I am a dreadful person, you don't believe me" said Dylan, looking down, with a face that he made mellow.

"Recorder, I'm out there to take a shower!" Juminten got off the bed, he pulled Dylan's arm tightly.

"Here you go, why should I go out? I'm your husband!" kekeh Dylan.

Juminten removed his hand from Dylan's arm, with the woman's angry face twitching her waist while glaring at Dylan.

"Yang, Yang, your palamu. Get out!"

Not wanting to make Juminten angry, Dylan left.

"Basar Dodol china, early in the morning has made Ge-er people. But don't fall asleep Juminten, he's a lover of people, he's just fine with you because he wants to," Juminten murmured to himself.

Juminten deliberately kept his distance from Dylan. Dylan's words the other day made him aware of his true position. Juminten is only a contract wife, nothing more. Maybe it's time he gave up, to make Dylan fall in love. There's another name in the guy's heart, and maybe forever Juminten won't be able to remove it.

After feeling refreshed after cleansing his body, Juminten rushed down. There was a pile of housework waiting, while a little humming Juminten stepped up the stairs.

Yes how heartbroken Juminten was yesterday, she is still a housewife. He still has to do homework, dirty clothes will not clean by themselves, so will the plate, the floor all he has to do.

Since deciding not to use the services of a housekeeper, Juminten had to do all that on his own. He has no regrets, but he used to do all of that before he got married.

"It's a long time, honey, I've been waiting for you." Juminten frowned, seeing Dylan standing under the stairs, as if waiting for him.

After Juminten retraced the last rung of the stairs, Dylan immediately grabbed onto his shoulder. Take him to the dinner table.

"We had breakfast together." Dylan pulled out a chair, pressed his wife's shoulder to sit there.

"Chicken porridge?" Juminten saw a bowl of porridge that was still steaming warm.

"Yes, I don't like it. This is good for your stomach" replied Dylan with a sweet smile.

"Thank you, next time don't bother. I can make my own porridge anyway."

Dylan smiled wider. He woke up early and bought breakfast for the two of them. He even prepared dragon fruit juice, which is good for people with stomach acid.

"Wait who, let me bribe." Dylan picked up the spoon that Juminten was about to use.

"Let's open his mouth. Aaaa....!"

Juminten held the spoon that had been filled with porridge with his hands.

"I can be alone, and please don't call me Darling or Yang. I don't like it!" Juminten.

"Then what do you like to be called? isn't it that such a friendly call can make a husband-wife relationship sweeter?"

Juminten sighed, he took a spoon from Dylan's hand then placed it in the bowl.

"We're just a contract partner, you said yesterday. So do not use romantic events - romantic, we live this wedding as before," said Juminten at length.

"But I'm serious about what I said yesterday, I want this marriage to last. We started everything from scratch, I know I was wrong, and I'm gonna work hard to fix it."