Married Bocil

CHAPTER 122

The matter of Arbi and Bara fighting over Ana's kiss is not over yet. But, there is one more problem with someone else. Confused in starting his relationship with his wife. They both are more intimate.

However, Arka looked hesitant and embarrassed. At times, he seemed to be smiling to himself as he read the book he had bought. How could it be, Gladys was unsuspecting.

“Ka? What did you read, anyway? From yesterday I noticed reading books,” Gladys asked. On Arka who lately looks suspicious in her eyes.

The problem is, Arka chose to a place that tends to be quiet. And avoid Gladys. That certainly made Gladys think no. A Husband, reading a book with a sneak like a thief.

‘What are you keeping from me, Ka? Is there another woman? If true, evil you, Ka!’ murmured Gladys grimaced in the heart.

Arka seemed to flutter, as Gladys asked so.

“K-you haven't t-bed, Dys?” reply Arka turned to ask. He thought Gladys was asleep. Because it's getting late. And these moments, Arka walked quietly to go out of the room. To continue reading the novel and comic book in another room.

“Not yet, I deliberately followed you here. You read what? I think there's something you're covering up.” Read Gladys with a flat facial expression.

“E-eh, n-no, Dys. I have nothing to cover from you,” said Arya replied to Gladys.

“Lying! I know you're lying, Ka. You have another woman, right?! Yes, right?!” gladys. Both of his eyes looked teary. Arka could not bear to see it.

“No other woman, Gladys. I'm not lying.” Said Arka seriously.

“I don’t believed that! You lied, Ka!” gladys shook his head.

Arka walked up to Gladys. While carrying the book he read earlier. With a bowed face, like a man with no face.

Mask, dong? No. gabe. That is, Arka was trying to hold back the embarrassment in front of Gladys.

“I-this.. I b-read this, Dys. I'm not lying. You're the only one.” Arga said with a voice that shook nervously.

Gladys was stunned to see him. Arcs show the pages per page of the comic book. Drawing a cartoon couple that is so romantic. And perhaps, more intimate than Arka's relationship with her.

“You why didn't tell me from yesterday, baby?” muttered Gladys in a voice that impressed somewhat, spoiled. The woman approached Arka. Gladys looked so aggressive at the moment.

The cup!

Boldly, Gladys gently kissed Arka's lips. Gently brush every inch on the body part of Arka. His handsome face so made Gladys in love drunk. Arka herself just kept quiet and enjoyed a touch of Gladys.

“Sorry... i.. shy.” Bisik Arka slowly.

“From now on, no more shame. And just the same me.” Gentle Gladys response. His hands raised gently stroked Arka's handsome face.

Both of them decided to go back to their rooms. And continue activities full of asmaraloka. Between Gladys and Arka.

Yeah, looks like the Bara recipe worked. Although it must be fought first by Gladys.

Lighting in the room Arka directly in dim. There was only one sleeping light. On the side of their bed. The air temperature was so cold, but it had no impact on both newlywed couples.

“I love you, Arka!” said Gladys softly. After ending his struggle with Arka.

“Love you too, Dys!” reply Arka while peeping Gladys face.

“Ah ha ha, Arka..” spoiled Gladys.

“I want again.” Connect Arka with her serious face.

“What's right about you, Ka? I'm going to bed, baby. Tomorrow there's a morning schedule at the hospital.” Gladys.

“Holiday is a day. If necessary, I come to his hospital.” Arka did not hesitate to say it.

“Ngapain? Kan, you don't work there.” Gladys replied.

“Call for a license for my wife, please. What about, baby?” hearing that, Gladys gave a blushing smile. His face was blushing like a cherry.

The cup!

Arka again softly kissed Gladys' lips.

“I was wearing a lipsgloss strawberry variant, baby.” Answer Gladys.

“I like..” Arka refutes while looking deeply at Gladys eyeballs. Both their faces touched. Until there was a collision in the nose of both.

The arcs, which had been stiff, turned into opium on Gladys. Not noticeably, Arka even fell asleep in the lap of Gladys. In the same blanket.

‘I'm sorry, Ka. Just suspected you were not-not’ murmured Gladys in the heart. Ended gently tipping arka forehead.

.........

Morning at Bara and Ana's apartment. The spruce family was still sleeping in the same bed. Arbi, Ana, also Bara.

Ana is in the middle of both the child and the father. Nobody wants to give up. For Bara and Arbi. Bara doesn't want to be far from Ana. On the other hand, the little man with the same face as Bara, Arbi.

“Honey... wake up!” Ana whispers slowly, waking Bara from her deep sleep. After playing a chase last night.

The cup!

Ana kissed Bara's handsome face. And ended up landing it on Arbi's tiny face. A smile was engraved on Ana's pretty face. Still plain without makeup.

“Engh..” Erang Bara. Both of his eyes were faintly open. Seeing the beautiful woman in front of him.

“Hei.. beautiful! Kiss me, dong!” Bara delirious.

The cup!

Ana kisses Bara's face gently.

“This one. also.” Continue Bara with his delirium.

“Thank you first, who am I?” ask Ana.

“You... my dear, right?” bara said, his eyes half open.

“Iya, who?” keep Ana on.

“Ana Bella.” Answer Bara. Her hands raised gently stroked Ana's face.

“You.. Ana, right? My beautiful one it.” Reply again.

The deg!

Ana's heart can't be conditioned right now. The leaflets are so strong. Until he could not breathe calmly. Her plain face flushed. Leave the blush on the cheek.

“Honey... You're not in the office anymore, right?” asked Ana while gently stroking Bara's face.

Both of Bara's eyes faintly began to open wide. His gaze increasingly clearly stared at the beautiful face that was on it.

“Engga, I want to be home with you.” Reply with the voice of the people.

“Truth? Mr. John isn't here anymore, is he?” ask again.

“Come.” Answer Bara. Ana scrunched her forehead.

“Continue? Sir John here for what?” so Ana asked.

“Make aide in moving us to the main house. You want it, baby? Stay home my family.” Pinta Bara is hopeful.

Between ready and unprepared. Ana's face instantly turned sedu. His mind was back to thinking about the past. Remembering the first time Bara took her away to see her mother.

Not a word of acceptance, which Ana accepted at that time. Except humiliation, and humiliation. Although many years have passed, the memory in memory can never fade.

Moreover, the memory of events does not wear.