My best friend my husband

Chapters 110.Is Dara Pregnant??

'Did you know that 'The hamkke salmyeon neomu gotong seuleoulkkayo? Ileon, ileun achim - e jega yocheonghan geos - i anibnida. Jeoneun Dara - ui salang - gwa aejeong - ui mal - eul jeongmallo deudgo sipseubnida. Geuleona geuneun wae naega geunyeoui nampyeon-i doel jagyeog-i eobsdago neukkigo, geuga nae anaeloseo sageon-eul danghaess-eul ttae maeu goelowohago cham-eulo jal saeng-gigo bue heoltteog-ineun geos-ibnida. Naega geunyeoui nampyeon-idoegileul jeongmallo balaneun yeoseong sachondeulgwa simjieo jokadeuldo neomu manhseubnida. Hajiman geujeo taeghan ma-eum oeeneun amu geosdo mudji anhgo geuga nae on ma-eumgwa salang-i jeonhyeo nam-a issji anh-assseubnida.' I'm ingrained.

(Angul? . . . . ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ )

(Did he suffer so much if he lived with me? Oh, my God, this is not what I asked you for this morning. I really want to hear the words of love and affection from Dara. But why does she feel that I am not worthy to be her husband, feels so bothered when she gets the notaben as my wife and is handsome and has a lot of money. There are so many cousins and even nieces and nephews who want me to be their husband. But, I just chose it without asking for anything other than the heart and love he poured out entirely on me was not left in the least.)

I opened my eyes and stared at him sharply making the master surprised instead of playing.

Dara laid her head on the pillow and slept on her stomach. Did he think I was blind and didn't hear everything he said?

"Can you repeat again what you said the first time until the last?" my whiskey.

He did not move at all making me look at him who buried his face on the pillow.

I jerked his body making him supine while I overstimulated his body. His face was flushed with holding his breath.

"What did you mean by that?" I said restrain anger.

His eyes seemed to grow when he saw me on it. But, right now I don't care about his nervousness and fear.

"Do you think I'm inappropriate?" ask again.

Silent.

I looked into his eyes, making him even more afraid to be near me.

"Please, don't ever say that again. We're married and my sister is very comfortable with you. It's hard for Big Brother to adapt to new people and atmosphere."

I hugged her body tightly and Dara's body trembled violently indicating she was crying. Maybe he regretted saying that.

***

After the dawn prayer, I hugged her from behind who was peeling red onions, garlic, chives and celery.

I asked him to make me his special omelet and rice.

"Sister, watch out. I'm hard to move," he grumbled.

I smiled with satisfaction at last he could not last long when I hugged him from behind.

All I know is that Dara is very keen even though I only touch her waist.

"What are you going to take?" I stared at him.

"Take a bowl in the upper cabinet," he asked. It was not that I took the bowl, but rather that I raised his body so that he took it with his own hands making us laugh out loud while doing so.

"There again?" ask again.

"No" he answered.

I let go of my embrace then gave her some time to cook while I sat on the chair while aiming at her from behind.

I didn't take all the parts of his body, just a few inches because Adnan didn't wear the hijab.

[. . ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ( ⁇ + K

키스 이모티콘)]

I entered the photo into InstaGram account and entered the caption there.

In just a few seconds, there were already a thousand people who gave likes and commented around twenty-five people. I didn't see it and turned the airplane mode back on so my phone wouldn't vibrate because of the notification.

I didn't mark it because Dars doesn't have a social media account except for Google and WhatsApp. He said it was free and spent data packages, data packages are suitable for watching movies and sending messages.

(Achim-ui achim sigsaneun pyeongbeomhan sue yolisaga hullyunghadamyeon. Mas - eul pohamhayeo fashionun geos - i mas -iss - eul geos - ibnida. Nae anae, nae aidol, nae gongju, nae yeoja chingu (imotic nests + kiseu imotikon)

(Breakfast this morning is just a regular menu, but if the cooking is amazing. Everything will feel great, including the taste. My Wife, My Idol, My Princess, My Girlfriend (Love emoticons + kiss emoticons))

Before long, Dara brought a bowl of fried rice that was still hot and a plate of omelet on top decorated with love-shaped sausage.

I smiled and watched her. It turns out she can be this sweet.

"Come, eaten. If it's not good to say it, then-"

"Everything will be good. 'And your husband's brother" I said, winking my eyes. Dara chuckles at me and feeds my face with a spoon.

"Hm, good."

I said with my mouth full. I told you even if the food wasn't burnt and the eyes were perfect, everything would be good, I thought.

After I finished breakfast, I put on my suit and pressed the off button for my house fence.

"Never go out of the house, let alone get out of the fence. Stay at home, don't go anywhere. If you want to go say it first with brother, then brother pick up or brother tell Love that is his fingers. Understood?"

"Yes" he answered.

"Sister," he called me to turn to Dara who was sitting on the lip of the bed while I was styling my hair with hair gel and spraying barbara water so as not to tangle and anti-wind.

"The rules are 3 days ago I had my period. But, how come there are still no signs? Yesterday I was nauseous too, not good to eat a lot."

I stopped my activity spraying barbara water on my hair and turned to look at Dara.

Is she pregnant? Thought.

"Come, let's go to the doctor. How do you know you're sick again."

I walked quickly towards the keychain and turned to Dara with a face that was difficult to interpret.

"Why?" I asked when I saw her strange gurgle.

Dara ran to the bathroom and heard a voice that she was nauseous and forced to remove the contents in her stomach.