Marry Me, Mr. Lecturer

The naughty wife

Farel was surprised, Niki's small hand slurped mischievously towards her inner thigh.

"Kiki!" he screamed with a trembling voice. What normal man doesn't like to be teased by this beautiful, young woman like his little wife, but he just doesn't expect Niki to be this brave.

"Why?" ask Niki while glancing teasingly.

He was ashamed and afraid to do this. For the rest of his life, only Farel had ever touched him so far. It is also only limited to kissing and rubbing the neck, even though they have officially become husband and wife. But it was all her husband started, and now she wants to try and tease Farel. Isn't reward, tempting a partner who is already halal?

"What the hell are you?" Farel clasped Niki's hand before spreading further and further. Not that he did not want to, but he was afraid he could not control his brain while driving like now.

"Get me a foot in a panic." Niki smiled mockingly. Farel heaved a sigh of relief as his mischievous little wife pulled his hand from above his thigh.

"It's hot." Niki lifted her long hair and clamped it over her head. His neck was clearly marked.

"The AC is raised again if it is still hot," said Farel while stealing a look at the neck that tempts him to be bitten, Farel said, but suddenly his eyes widened when his little wife unbuttoned his shirt to the chest until both his white shoulders were clearly displayed.

"MILF!" Farel immediately pulled over his vehicle and immediately tidied up Niki's clothes, "This is on the road, Niki! You want your body to be a spectacle of another rider?" Farel's eyes stifle his emotions and desire to hit his wife.

"Pak Farel's car glass will be dark" said Niki slowly. His heart was silent at the anger of his lecturer who he had never seen so far.

"When it's dark, people from outside can't see it at all? Niii ... aarrgh!" Farel growled in annoyance as he ruffled his hair. He did so not only out of anger, but to distract his mind, which had recorded a mound on Niki's chest.

"Sorry," said Niki.

Farel's breath was still roaring despite having reached his destination. His little wife, who had dared to tease him, was busy pushing the shopping cart down the aisle one to the other.

Farel narrowed his eyes to see some of the things Niki had put in his shopping cart. The color pattern of his little wife's chosen item was so bright it hurt his eyes.

"Good huh?" Niki thrust out a large poster with a row of oriental man faces inside.

"Who are they?" farel asked with enlarged eyes.

"K-POP singer, sir," Niki said with no less big eyes.

"Then?"

"Make a display in the room." Niki put the big poster into her shopping cart.

"Niki, which you should have put on the wall of the room is a wedding photo not someone else's photo" Farel said as he accompanied Niki's nimble steps.

"Sir Farel is funny, do we have wedding photos?" niki said as she walked on without looking, "His name is also playing weddings," he continued, laughing.

"What are you talking about?" Farel pulled Niki's arm to turn to face him.

"I'm just saying we're like we're having a wedding, because the bride's like a play. Not serious!," said Niki ketus then quickly turned his body and continued his shopping.

For the umpteenth time Farel breathed a long and heavy breath. Although different, facing Niki is like facing Marisa first.

'Is this like all the women in the world?'

Farel scratched his head which was not actually itching.

"Where else are you going?" asked Farel when Niki was about to run away even though the payment process was not finished.

"Father wait here first yes, I want to go to the end there," said Niki without stopping his steps.

"Young married, sir, her son is already a teenager" chirped the cashier with a teasing smile.

"I have no children, that's my wife," said Farel sharply then immediately push the shopping cart that has been mounting content following Niki who was out of nowhere.

"Eh, Mr. Farel, I said wait there." Niki was shocked as her hands hid something behind her body.

"What's that?"

"Women's needs" said Niki. A red gush appeared on his face. Farel did not discuss it anymore, what he had in mind about the needs of women was a sanitary pad nothing else.

"Niki, it looks like I have told you once, if we are not in the campus area please do not call Mr. Couldn't there be any other appropriate calls for me?"

"Mba Marisa call Mr. Farel. Do I have to be like that too?"

"Don't, it's not worth hearing people."

Niki's lips were pierced feeling distinguished by her husband.

"Call me, yes" asked Farel softly. Niki looked at her husband who was driving, her smile coming back up.

"Mas Farel."

Farel turned to look at Niki who was also looking at him. His tired body after a day of following Niki down the hallway of the household supply store, and his heart that was upset because it was considered by the store cashier warmed up again.

"Mba Marisa has a favorite calling, Echa. What do I call Mas Farel?"

"What do you want to call?"

"Sweetie." Farel nodded at the call that he thought was too much for the rest of him.

"Whatever else is there?" bargained for.

"Give up, call me by name too." Niki threw her gaze out the window. Her lips pouted her request in disregard.

Farel took a slow breath and went back to exhaling slowly, perhaps for a hundred times today. He tried to understand the condition of Niki who may be experiencing PMS, according to his dugan was his wife was buying needs for women.

"Honey," said Farel, "Iaaang ..," called Farel in a very soft voice. Although his little wife did not turn her head, but he knew Niki was smiling from the reflection of the car glass.

"Boros really," said Marisa when they just arrived and brought groceries into the house.

"I was spending my own husband's money, before other women went to ask for rations" Niki said. He walked into the room with his hands full of plastic bags.

From her room on the second floor, she still heard her husband talking to her in-laws on the first floor. Niki immediately rushed to take a shower and changed clothes. There are big plans that he has prepared since inside the Mall.

Her husband's footsteps were getting closer to the door. Niki's chest thumped even louder, he couldn't back down anymore. Everything must go according to his shadow tonight. The handle of the door moved, Niki immediately smoothed out her position.

"NIKI, JESUS!"

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