MARRIED TO A HIGH SCHOOL GIRL

REVEALED

As Raiden recalls, starting from stepping into the office he never mentioned Tasya by name. But why did the girl now appear from behind the door?

Raiden orders Rudi to look for his prey, not the girl. It seems that the man who was tired of enjoying a lot of salary, meaning Raden had to cut his salary while torturing him.

"Hi om," said Tasya.

The wide smile printed was clearly on his lips, yet it only lasted for a short while. The next second her manic glared, stepping wide towards her husband who was seen silently pecking at the seat of his greatness.

"CHRIST OM, IF YOU'RE TIRED OF LIVING, THAT'S NOT THE WAY TO GO." snaPPED TasYA.

Grabbed her husband's fingers, and let out a long sigh.

"Our emotions are not wall-fist, many are patient prayers. Not directly facing the above, it's old too." Tasya scolded.

She chose silence, her lips raised to form a thin smile happy to hear her girl's nagging. With a flash motion pulling the slender body closer, and sitting it on his lap.

"Why did you come here? remember what I said this morning?"

"Don't dodge, look at her blood so much. Where until it rips again,"

"Once truant, all day service in bed," continued Raiden again. Without caring for his wife's sharp gaze.

"Om-om pervert,"

Suddenly Raiden chuckled softly, letting Tasya rise from her place passed out of the room.

Not waiting for long the slender body reappeared from behind the door, stepping closer to him with a p3k box.

The beautiful face was bent, lips were swept forward with a sharp gaze.

"Tomorrow for emotion, jump from above. Let's die, all of you."

The only one was a mangosteen, while staring at her girl who looked busy treating the wounds on her fingers.

"The hand is used to do the right thing, a lot of people are not perfect. But he even hurt himself. That's not to be grateful to know."

"Do you know what it means to be grateful?"

Sontak Tasya raised his head up, coinciding with the handsome face in front of his face. Just a few centi, her husband's lips will be fused with his.

Quickly Tasya looked back down, before her perverted husband took the chance.

"Tasya is sometimes less grateful, but Tasya always tries to be grateful for all the blessings of God. Oxygen is free and is worth being grateful for. After all, life is also to be grateful. Don't expect too high, he's afraid of slapping reality."

Raiden was stunned for a moment, anxiously shuffling her maiden hair buds. It turns out that the bar bar girl can be this wise and deserves a thumbs up.

Although sometimes you have to shake your head to see his behavior, sometimes dizzy but entertained at the same time.

"Yes, if I kill people. What do you think?" ask Raiden carefully.

"Tasya will kill you, everyone deserves to live. Om has no right to take someone's life, as bad as it is. Karma is real, there will come a time when he will understand what we believe. So don't have to reply,"

Hearing a long sigh, Raiden chose to lean back while closing his eyes.

Tasya who noticed the handsome face change, got up from her place. Collect all the medicines he just used and put them in their original place.

"Om a lot of thoughts?" tasya asked, sitting on her husband's lap back. Directly in front of her husband's face.

Gently stroked that firm jaw, until the brown bead opened and returned his gaze.

"You want a story?"

"Do you know yah?"

"What?"

"Om not mad but yeah, promise?"

"Hm, promise."

The two fingers of Tasya cupped the handsome face, looked at him carefully and said softly.

"He's back."

Suddenly Raiden's body stiffened, his gaze darted with both hands clenched.

Tasya already knows this reaction that Raiden will show, because whoever it is will do the same. If she is in her husband's position.

Raiden's previous question, Tasya knew it was someone her husband had been looking for. The devil guises man, the usurper of happiness even almost the life of her husband in the past.

The murderer who had wandered all this time, must have been her husband's enemy in the past. Because of the triangle sign, the meaning of their love triangle was. Tasya was sure of that.

Last night he thought about it, so he could not bear to see an innocent life.

"Om" whispered Tasya softly.

"Remember not to be angry,"

There was no change at all, the handsome face was even more flushed, his gaze was already different from usual.

Oh, my God, relapse again. Inner Tasya.

His waist was the target of the fingers, gripping him firmly with a blank look.

"Sorry," said Tasya.

Actually he was afraid to bring up the problem, but if the killer was left to roam, then more lives were threatened. But they are not wrong.

Tasya did not know how to calm her husband in the current state, especially her husband is getting different. Like demons. It's the only way, hope it works. Without a second thought Tasya immediately fused her lips with her husband's, making her conscious in an instant.

The kiss on his lips felt passive, like a first experience. But the driver kept trying, until the thick lips returned the kiss.

The grip on his waist slowly loosened, replaced by a soft elusan from the waist to rise up just behind his head. Their gazes clashed, their breaths clashing against each other. The angry glint slowly faded, replaced by a look of ignorance as if to tempt him.

Om, Tasya Balikin's first kiss. Tasya's screams in the heart.

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THANKS:)

Yes, true.

I think the others understand, because I always slip the next groove in each part.

The conflict is not too heavy, right?

From romantic Comedy, run to thiler. Horror again. Buahaha