Married to an Idol

My dreams

Okta put her body in the bed. His hand grabbed the handle of the desk drawer and picked up his favorite flat object.

Okta rubbed the phone screen and looked at the screen with the face of Taehyung who had been missed so much.

"His husband is very much the same..." Speak Okta with spoiled.

"Darling, you don't get angry well, I was.." he said with a face that was either genuine or made-up ". Same home boy friend, plis you don't get angry well" Okta whining. "pliss I'm nothing with him, he just help me, I beg you not to be angry, I beg you, baby, don't dong, I just......." Okta was surprised when she saw someone standing at the door and it was none other than her sister Nanda, she was at the door divider leaning and her mouth was busy chewing the snack in her hand.

"When you were there!" Okta Seru.

"Mm..since, you said...Baby you don't get angry well, he's just my friend" Nanda imitated Okta's voice with an ugly face and then laughed.

"Sir....!" Shouted Okta, he immediately stood up carrying a pillow in his hand, he was about to hit his ignorant sister, but stopped when he heard the screams from his mother.

"Okta, Nanda? why are you, Ha!!!" Shouted mama Okta from outside the room, instantly the two instantly silenced their mouths. Okta glared her eyes at Nanda, and Nanda responded by sticking out her tongue.

"Get out..! it's not polite to enter someone's room carelessly" Remove Okta.

"I said Papa" said Nanda still with his leisure.

"What..?" Snap Okta.

"I told you you were crazy, self-talking" led Nanda.

"Just say you're kind of Papa, you'll know what it's like"

"What's? want what?"

"I shave your eyebrows while sleeping" Okta said with a slanted smile.

Nanda shivered in horror as he imagined his face without eyebrows." Don't..!" his yell. "Yes.iya I won't say to Papa" said Nanda excited for fear of his brother's threat.

Okta laughs like the bad guys in the movies. While Nanda immediately passed leaving her brother who was like a possessed person.

"Yes, Lord, heal my brother" murmured Nanda.

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After dinner Okta went straight to her room, because she was lazy to meet her annoying sister.

"Akhc.." Okta dropped her body on her very soft bed.

His hand grabbed the flat object that was on the edge of the pillow. And as usual, he was always daydreamed with Taehyung's face behind the scenes of his phone.

Now Okta is preoccupied with her bow.

Silent...

Lama Okta daydreamed, suddenly he remembered something to break his daydream.

"Books.." He said without making a sound then rose from the fall and towards the place where the hangers took his backpack.

Okta unzipped the zipper from her bag and then picked up the pink book she picked up while in the library.

Okta returned to her bed carrying the pink book. He looked at the beautiful book and opened it and laid out empty sheets of paper.

"Who the hell left a book like this in there?" He said as he opened the empty sheets of paper. His eyes were fixed on the writing he had seen when he reopened the second page of the book.

"Say what you want?" Okta read the writing. "My dream?...my dream is.." continued as his index finger tapped his chin to think about what to write.

Okta's hand grabbed the pen that was on the nightstand and then wrote something on the paper.

3 minutes later, Okta lifted her pen after she finished writing something in the book.

He lifted the book up until now right in front of his face, then began to read what he had written.

"My dream is, first, I want to have a husband whose face looks like Kim Taehyung, second, has cute twin girls and boys,". He then laughed ."third, I want to be fluent in Korean" he said.