Like Marrying a Boy

SMB 23S

Duhai happy newlyweds. To forget everything and feel that the world belongs to both. Theothers? Contracting. 

Just like Gatra and Agnes. They share romance through debates, debates, and the like. The patience of Gatra in fact must be tested when facing the attitude of Agnes who really like a child. 

"I told you, I'll keep working and be your employee!" Agnes threw her body on the bed and crossed her arms in anger. His lips had advanced a few centi to make Gatra pinch him because of anxiety. 

"Where is a wife working in her husband's restaurant. Without you working, I'll give you a living." Gatra did not want to lose. I don't know how many times these two people have argued about it. 

"Gee! I don't need the money. My dad has a lot of money, "he's haughty. 

Gatra clucked loudly. "Broastly."

"I'm not arrogant as long as you know, but I'm speaking the truth. I just want to have some work experience." Agnes was still adamant. 

"Oh my God, why are you a stone head." Agnes would love to rem*s his wife. Ah, want to rem*s the anu. Stopit! 

"My head is not a stone! You think I'm Malin Kundang?" 

"God. Never mind. Better now we go. If we keep arguing until later in the afternoon we'll just sit here." Gatra chose to put everything down. The more it is served, the more Agnes will ngeyel. 

***

Upon arrival at the store Agnes was really busy working until she forgot about lunch. He continues to serve buyers who come and go. That is what makes Gatra upset. She had told Agnes to rest, but she did not care about her husband's orders. 

"Agnesia Rebecca January." Gatra's voice was rising.  Distracting Agnes who was busy serving buyers. The shout also made some restaurant visitors stare at him. 

"Why are you yelling at me?" Agnes's eyeballs were glazed. In fact, her tears almost spilled right then and there. Before that happened, Gatra immediately pulled Agnes' body into a tight deck. 

"You, evil." Agnes hit Gatra's chest while sobbing loudly. 

"I'm sorry, I just want you to listen to me right now. Stop working and it's time for lunch. Can you just follow for a minute." Gatra sigh*hkan breath into the air roughly. Then nodded quickly. 

Agnes's face still looked tangled and there was a trace of tears there. Gently, Gatra wiped away the woman's tears and smiled wryly. 

Agnes is really cute and childlike. 

After feeling his wife had calmed down, Gatra immediately prepared lunch for himself and Agnes. Patently, Gatra fed Agnes because the woman was still sulking and would not eat. 

"Do you want to go for a walk?" tawar Gatra accompanied by a sly smile. 

Agnes sat up straight and nodded quickly. "Of course." 

"Then, eat a lot, after that we will exercise and later tonight we will date" said Gatra. 

Kening Agnes was shrinking deeply. "Sports? A date? Whatchu mean?" 

"none. You eat now." Gatra didn't want to answer because for him it was all for nothing. 

"Tell me what does that mean? I don't want a tough sport. Especially dating. We're no longer dating" protested Agnes. 

"Well! You've tested my patience." Gatra pinched Agnes' nose to dampen her emotions. 

"sick! Why are you bad always hurt me. I'll complain to papa." Agnes's index finger was pointing right in front of Gatra's face. 

"Oh my God." Gatra shook his head while clucking. "Always complain to papa. You little boy." 

"I'm not a child! I'm already big, look." Agnes puffed out her chest while patting one of the fruits hanging there. 

Gatra gawked before finally chuckling. "Don't lure me, or I'll make you sigh*h here, dear." 

Seeing the sneaky smile on the corner of her husband's lips, made Agnes instantly gulp down her rough saliva.