Marrying Brondong

3

Bee sat next to her husband who was focusing on surfing on the laptop keyboard stut.

"What's up, Ayang?" bastian asked, glancing at his wife. He was fascinated to see his wife's innocent face without make up.

"Either already or not?" said Bee ketus.

"Awhile Ayang," said Bastian.

Bee sat down with her flat face. In his hand was a piece of paper. She did not respond to the words of her husband who seemed to tease her.

"Why Ayang?" bastian asked to close the laptop.

"Read this." Bee gave a piece of paper to her husband.

Bastian took the paper. The man's forehead wrinkled in astonishment as he read the paper his wife had given him.

"Home rules?"

Bee nodded, "Understanding your duties and responsibilities. Pay attention to anything that should not be done in this house," explained Bee firmly.

"Ck, why don't you just ask the maid to do it?" bastian protests.

"I don't want to" Bee refused. "Your job in the morning, do the dishes and clean the toilet. I prepared breakfast and cleaned the floor" Bee explained.

"Dirty clothes keep in bed clothes."

"Horns hang in their place."

"Finished each meal wash dishes."

"Saturday-Sunday gotong royong clean the yard and trim the grass in front," continued the woman.

Bastian breathed a rough breath, for the rest of his life he never did homework. All this time he was too spoiled because he was born from a family.

"Deal?"

Bee reached out to Bastian.

"Can I make an offer?" bastian Pinta.

"Can't," Bee refused. "You were born into a rich family, but remember you married a poor woman. I don't want to live dependent on others. I'm used to doing everything myself. So from now on you have to learn. I know this is hard for you. But if you really learn, slowly you'll be able to" Bee said.

Bastian fell silent, he looked at his wife's beautiful eyeballs. The smile on the man's face grew.

"Bas, I know we don't get married out of love. You don't love me and vice versa. Although we do not love each other, but still in this relationship there are rules that cannot be broken. You or I should respect each other, don't try to bring anyone else in this house except close friends and family. It is forbidden to have a relationship with anyone, because we are married. If there is a problem in the household, talk to the two do not complain to the parents."

"You and I are no longer strangers. So if you have a problem tell me, even if I'm a girl but I'm older than you. And even though I'm old to you, you're still the head of the household" Bee continued.

The man looked at his wife with a sweet smile. It is not wrong that he accepted the offer of his parents to marry Bee. Classy women like Bee should be well taken care of.

"Yes Ayang, I will do according to your orders" Bastian said with a smile.

"This is not Bastian's order, but a duty and a responsibility" Bee said. "That's your towel, why put it down? Keep it in place!" have Bee point at her husband's towel that she just put on the bed.

"Later on, Ayang," said Bastian busy staring at the beautiful face of his wife.

"Bastian, that was our deal_"

Bee shook her head, should she also be a mother to her own husband? Bastian is really still unstable, but hopefully not troublesome Bee's life that has been bothered.

"Already, Ayang," reported Bastian. "Come," he asked the man to pull his wife's hand with vigor.

"Where are you going?" bee asked in surprise while holding Bastian's hand.

"First night," Bastian replied teasingly.

"Ck, don't dream" said Bee, pushing the boy's forehead.

"Aww, brutal. Wife was violent to her husband, "bastian grumbled as he rubbed his forehead against Bee's finger-push marks.

"There is no first night" Bee said.

"Yes but we're married, Ayang," bastian said. Bastian the 19-year-old was curious, how did the first night feel?

"Based on the boy, perverted brain," Bee quipped up to the bed.

Bastian quickly followed. He smiled sinlessly when he saw the cold face of his wife.

"This is the limit, beware of passing. I'll go home to your parents' house" Bee threatened to point at her husband's face.

"Well, we don't have a first night, do we?" bastian asked with his sad face.

Bee let out a long sigh, then looked at the husband's face. Have to be patient, this is the risk of him marrying an underage boy. Salah was not the Bee who married Bastian but the man who married him.

"Bastian listen to me, for now we learn to love each other. I want to do it with love not lust. If I love you and you love me too, then I'll leave my whole body to you" Bee explained.

The woman lay down and waited for her husband. Bee pressed the blanket on her body. It is undeniable that he is nervous when one bed with a boy like Bastian.

"Good sleep, Ayang," said Bastian peeping Bee's head.

Bee half-deadly held back her emotions. However, the woman remained silent and pretended to be closed off. She was not ready to be touched by her husband. Even with his age, but he has never touched more than just hugging another man.

Not long after that, a snoring came from her husband's mouth. Bee snatched an annoyance when he heard Bastian snoring very loudly. Not only that, the man also sleeps his sane, likes to switch positions.

"O Lord, strengthen the heart of the servant" murmured Bee. He really can't sleep with a guy like Bastian.

"Bas, can't sleep it don't be noisy?" bee's protest shook her husband's arm.

Instead of waking up, the man even louder let out his distinctive voice that made his wife even more upset.

"Prophe Bee" she said to herself as she stroked her chest.

Bee got off her bed. He could not hear the strange sound of being asleep. His eyes open automatically.

Bee came out of his room. The woman went to the kitchen to get water to wet her throat.

"Hufh, I still can't believe that I'm marrying a boy 7 years older than me" Bee muttered in a nod.

"Will this marriage last long?" ask Bee to himself. "What if I don't love Bastian, will this marriage be okay?" muttered.

Bee sat down on the dining table chair while contemplating his fate. In his life he only wanted to marry once in a lifetime. Bee doesn't want any goodbyes later. But he couldn't possibly maintain a household that had no love in him, let alone Bastian was still small and unstable. Her husband doesn't even understand anything.

Seriate....