MARRIED TO A HIGH SCHOOL GIRL

OPPORTUNITY IN THE NARROW

This afternoon Tasya decided to bring her husband home. Raiden's condition is getting out of control, even sometimes raving is unclear.

Fortunately, drivers stand by at all times in front of the house, speeding up their process of returning to the city.

Even Nathan, the doctor who handled her husband all this time had been waiting for their arrival in front of the house, with Mpok Atiek who looked worried.

"Start when?" nathan asked calmly. The look on his face did not hint at the slightest worry, it looked ordinary to deal with something like this.

"So this morning just returned to Oma's house, the afternoon cold was just as dizzy. Even in the afternoon, it gets worse" explained Tasya. Her tears.

Her maniknya almost swollen, worried to see the condition of her husband. Just this time she saw for herself the weak side of her husband, which Raiden had been hiding from everyone.

Starting from the face that is increasingly pale, shivering even though the body temperature is normal, to crowbar pain and even rumble is unclear. What worried Tasya even more, the black bead was faithfully sealed tightly, with a look of fear.

"He's no papa, it's normal that he's a soy sauce. Soon it will be back to how it was," Nathan said as he pulled the blanket over the burly body.

"Bang Nathan, don't lie, do you?" tanya Tasya was serious.

"Yes," Nathan replied calmly. Looking at the woman in front of him.

Raiden's past is bitter, fortunately also all of Andri's actions are not recorded clearly in his brain. Otherwise Raiden could do the same or kill.

One month is not a short time. During one month in captivity, one month Raiden also saw for himself how Andri eliminated his enemy. Like a teacher teaching students.

Even Raiden's first start as his patient, all he can explain in detail what Andri did during that month. As long as the subconscious is controlled.

"I wait outside, do what I teach. He believes more in you" Nathan said.

"Shouldn't you give me a sedative bang?"

"No, try. Too much is not good either. Just do what I teach you."

Tasya just nodded, joining the blanket. Hugged the burly body tightly and whispered the words as Nathan taught.

Right at the door closed, Nathan's lips lifted into a faint smile. Raiden's reaction at the moment was different than usual, progressing very rapidly.

Usually the man cried and even cried for help but just now, Raiden just kept quiet and shivered with a look of fear.

Turns out his handler, reliable.

"Built."

Nathan laughed out loud, not caring about the confused look that Mpok Atiek directed towards him.

Only Nathan knows the contents of Raiden's head and heart, until an obsession that slowly appears for his little wife alone.

All the fear he had experienced all this time, he fought himself after Andro reappeared. To keep someone in his life.

She's Tasya Jovanka, the woman who brought a lot of change in Raiden's life, Nathan admits it.

"Why sir? I was so afraid," said Mpok Atiek hesitated.

"No Papa Mpok, sorry. Oh, yes, I sat in the living room. Wait for my patient to wake up."

Atiek nodded, taking Nathan down.

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Nathan's teaching did work, it only took 15 minutes for the stocky body to slowly soften. His fist loosened, his lips stopped blabbing indistinctly.

But after all that was over, Raiden fell asleep instead.

An hour passed by and Tasya faithfully waited for her husband to wake up from his sleep, an hour that also Tasya cried incessantly.

"Darling, hey! how crying?"

Suddenly Tasya raised his face, lightning movements cupped that handsome face. Throw away his prestige by kissing every inch of that handsome face.

"I'm worried to know."

"Why?" The black bead blinked, looking at him with a puzzled look.

"No papa," elak Tasya.

Repeated the action again, until the sound of tingling stiffness from the thick lips.

"Wife Om husband getting naughty," seduced Raiden.

Pulling the small slender body closer towards him and removing the trace of tears that soaked his wife's face.

"Ck, I told you. Can't cry!"

"Basic om-om. Your own people made me cry."

"Times?"

"Times?" tasya Cibir. Repeating her husband's words.

"Well?"

"What?"

"By the way the husband should be polite."

"Who said?"

"But it's so bad to be a wife, it's been said, too" said Raiden.

His manner of speaking had returned as usual, meaning that the miserable period was over.

Tasya just pursed her lips, her fingers busy wiping the sweat that soaked her husband's face.

This man always made him dizzy seven circumference, only Tasya was happy they met after one week apart. It's sick now.

It also looks scary, I don't know what her husband experienced so it could be like that.

Staring at the blue bead was intense, while tucking in strands of hair that covered the pretty face.

"Om, don't get sick! Can't close your eyes!"

Raiden just laughed a little, laughed at himself. His wife must have known his weakness, the most shameful thing Tasya shouldn't have known.

All this time Raiden considers it all weaknesses, shortcomings that must be hidden. People don't need to know, not even his own wife. Afraid of Tasya away from her life.

"Don't daydream, how many times have I told you. Om, can't daydream!"

"Yes,"

"Don't just do it, I'm afraid to know" said Tasya. Placed her head on the chest of her husband's field, hugging the burly body.

"From now on, remember the break. Don't be too forced!" tasya again.

Raiden simply nodded, stroking his wife's back occasionally gently dipping her hair buds.

"Nathan is here?"

"Yes, just got home. He said there's important business."

"You're not papa, are you?"

"I should have asked the same om, not om who asked me the same," Tasya asserted.

Raiden crowed at the cry, fortunately his ears were already used to hearing such screams. Because his mother, no less chatty than his wife.

"Tasya dear as om," said Tasya slowly but unfortunately, Raiden very clearly heard the remark.

"Try repeating!"

"Dear,"

"Repeat!"

"From today, I call you 'Honey. Let's do it."

"No, try. Call me continue. Husband time itself is called om,"

"So how about the story?" tasya Goda.

He looked his head up, looking at that handsome face from a close distance. Both of her arms perched sweetly in the field of her husband, with a smile on her lips.

Raiden turned his gaze towards the others, launching his action.

"Cup, cup, cup. Honey can't do that. You're old, remember your age!"

"I'm getting worse" said Raiden. Copying the paste of his wife's words.

"So, that's what you can do, baby."

"I don't care,"

"Oh, what's the story?"

Tasya got up from his place,

forced Raiden turned his head to follow the movements of his wife. But before his face moved, that slender body first rose above his body. His face with multiple kisses.

"I can't snort, can't get sick. Remember age!"

Raiden's lips lifted by themselves, forming a sweet smile.

His wife incessantly lunged at his face, laughing out loud. How not Tasya happy, her husband's condition began to improve. His face was not as pale as a few hours ago either.

"Tasya is very dear to Raiden,"

"Om, again."

"So?"

"So he said call me darling,"

"Oh, yes I forgot."

"Try repeating!"

"Honey" said Tasya. It sounded like the voice of a demon seducing its prey.

"Once again, try!"

"No, want ah. Om mocked Tasya for sure."

"Where is it," elak Raiden. Withstanding a half-dead smile.

"Keep kissing again!"

Tasya, according to him, gently kissed every inch of that handsome face.

"Open clothes!"

"Make what?"

"Make debay,"

"MACHINERY. IT STILL HURTS TOO."

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