Like Marrying a Boy

21

"I accepted her marriage and her marriage, Agnesia Rebecca January bint Mahesa Januarta with the mascawine was paid in cash!" gatra said in one breath. Followed by a legitimate shout echoing there. 

They also did not forget to say thanksgiving and pray that everything goes according to the wishes and the marriage of Agnes-Gatra is always filled with happiness. Agnes felt very nervous when it came to kissing the back of Gatra's hand. The man who is now officially her husband.

The girl's nervousness grew even more when Gatra had touched her nape very gently. Creating a new strange screen first felt by Agnes. Especially when Gatra kissed the forehead very long. Reflexively, Agnes closed her eyes. 

The event continued with meals and photo sessions. Janu accidentally does not throw a very festive party because he does not want to make his daughter tired. The show ended until night. 

"Wouldn't you take a shower?" gatra asked as he and Agnes were already in the room. 

A room that has been decorated is very beautiful. With shades of pink that look so feminine and Agnes really likes it. However, the atmosphere there felt awkward when Agnes realized there was only herself and Gatra in the room. 

"Why are you quiet? Don't you want to take a shower?" ask Gatra again. 

"I want to take a shower, but you get out of here. I'm ashamed," throw Agnes out. 

"Why should I be ashamed? We are now legally husband and wife" said Gatra. He sat down beside Agnes. 

"Why. Isha! Why are you so chatty and asking too many questions. Of course because I'm not used to it." Agnes glanced cynically towards Gatra. 

Not wanting to argue, especially until the first night failed, Gatra also chose to move away from the mattress. He sat on a single sofa and was busy playing cell phones. 

Gatra is not really busy with cell phones. He's just pretending. The tail of his eyes occasionally glanced at Agnes who looked like a confused person. For a while, Gatra chose to shut up and wait for Agnes to open her voice. 

"Gee! How's this. Looks like I should call papa." Agnes was about to retrieve her mobile phone, but was stopped by Gatra. 

"Why? Do you have a problem?" ask Gatra. Trying to keep Agnes from getting out of that room. 

Gatra sighed in a rough breath and walked to Agnes's back. Agnes's eye tail followed Gatra's body movements and was about to refuse when Gatra had touched his nape. In addition to feeling awkward, Agnes also felt a strange vibration when their skin touched each other. 

"What are you gonna do?" Agnes tried to turn around, but Gatra held back. Gatra did not reply, he was seen helping Agnes open the dress. 

"It has. Were you still having trouble opening it?" ask Gatra. 

"Still a little" said Agnes. "Eh, wait a minute. Why are you in si—"

"Be quiet and don't protest. I'm just helping you." Gatra kissed Agnes' lips gently. However, a split second later Gatra complained as Agnes continued to punch him. 

"Basic bawdy! Perverted man!" agnes shouted still continued to hit Gatra even though all the blows were off. 

When he got the chance, Gatra immediately blocked both hands of Agnes and close their bodies. Initially Agnes wanted to protest and wriggle. However, when his gaze met with Gatra, he just stared. 

In contrast to Gatra whose attention was immediately diverted towards the two twin hills that were partially visible. There was a cold hot feeling that Gatra felt especially when he slightly pressed his body. Realizing the view of Gatra that is so attached to the twins of his. Agnes immediately bit Gatra's arm very strongly. 

"God! It hurts!" Gatra blew the bite marks. 

"Basic bawdy! I know what you saw." Agnes nagged while allowing the dress to rise to the neck. 

"Gee! It looks still small too" murmured Gatra softly. 

"What did you say!" Agnes ruffled waist. However, her dress again sagged and Gatra could see her again. Agnes immediately confirmed back as she glared at Gatra who was crying.