Like Marrying a Boy

SMB 26S

"Slow down. I won't ask." Gatra clucked when he saw Agnes eating in a hurry as if afraid that the martabak would be seized by her husband. 

Agnes was about to speak, but Gatra held her back quickly. "Come and swallow first. Don't talk while eating, your food will spurt and it's disgusting" he ordered. 

Agnes just snorted violently and chewed on the food. Then swallow it quickly. However, he choked on it and Gatra immediately gave him a glass of water. 

Gatra chuckled when he saw Agnes' reddened face. It also makes Agnes more upset with him. Agnes put the glass hard enough then rushed up and walked stomping towards the room.

"Hey, where are you going?" In a hurry Gatra walked up to Agnes. "Hey! Stop ! Didn't you hear me?" shouted again. 

However, Agnes still walked without caring about the screams of Gatra that had filled the entire house. 

"Hey, are you deaf? Answer when your husband calls" said Gatra. He took a deep breath when Agnes finally stopped. 

The woman turned and clasped tightly. His gaze could not lie that he was upset at this moment. 

"I'm not deaf! I deliberately didn't answer because you called me carelessly" she said. "It seems you did not forget that your wife's name was Agnes, remember  ... A-G-N-E-S, Agnes! Not hey!" 

Brak! 

Gatra's body shrank in shock at the sound of the door being shut tight. In fact, his heart seemed to be about to escape from its place. With a gust of gatra trying to catch up with his wife. However, the door to the room was locked from the inside. Gatra tried to bang, but there was no law from within. 

"Oh my God, he's angry." Gatra took a cell phone and made a video call. Twice was not received and on the third call, the face of Agnes who was still filled with annoyance, filled the screen of Gatra's phone. 

"What!" his jolt. 

"Open door. I want to sleep" said Gatra. Trying to speak slowly because the more he insisted, Agnes would be even more angry. 

"No way!" Agnes turned her face until her pouting lips looked very advanced. 

Ah, Gatra was eager to smell that chewy thing. Realizing his wandering thoughts, Gatra shook his head to chase him away. 

"Come, you have the heart to make your husband wait at the door. Look." Look." Gatra lifted the phone and pointed at the room door for Agnes to believe. 

"Sense. Please sleep with your wife named hey! Because my name is not hey!" Agnes is still sulking. 

"Don't joke, Nes. My wife is only one. Only you, Agnesia Rebecca January," said Gatra with emphasis. 

"But you called me hey keep. I'm pissed! I won't open the door until tomorrow morning!" Agnes. 

"Oh my God, Nes. Sorry, I was khilaf. Don't you feel sorry for your husband? Do you have the heart to see your husband's sister cold?" Gatra put on a face to attract Agnes' sympathy. 

"Thank you for her." Gatra awkwardly pointed the phone at his little sister to make Agnes scream loudly. 

"Gatra Mahardika!!! Your brain is so perverted!" shouted Agnes. His voice was even heard to the outside until Gatra could not resist the laughter. 

The call was interrupted and a few hoses when the door of the room opened. Agnes was seen coming out from behind the door and directly beating Gatra's back.

"Sick, Nes. Sick," Gatra said as he tried to stop Agnes's blow. 

"Basic perverted husband! I'm sebel! Sebel!" Agnes stomped her feet and crossed her arms. 

"Oh my God, I report you for having done the KDRT" Gatra said as he rubbed his slightly heated back. 

"I will also report you for having done the KDRT to me" Agnes threatened back. 

"When did I do it?" 

"Every night. You always make me sick" said the original Agnes. 

Gatra gawked for a while. "If it is, mah, even though it hurts you still enjoy it, right?" tanya Gatra accompanied with a faint smile. Agnes did not answer. 

He was shocked when Gatra suddenly pushed his body against the wall. In fact, Gatra locked Agnes away until she could do nothing. 

"What do you want?" Agnes looked very nervous. 

"Of course we did what we were supposed to do" Gatra said. 

"I'm-I'm tired." 

"Just enjoy me working." Gatra immediately kissed Agnes' lips until it made the woman unable to wart. 

"Wait a minute." Agnes ended the kiss and slightly pushed Gatra's body. 

"Otherwise?" 

"If you work now then who will pay you later? I have no money" said Agnes. 

"Oh my God." Gatra rubbed a rough face. Feeling upset with his wife.