My husband's a Cold Doctor

New Atmosphere

"Well, you mean?" I was pretending to be stupid.

"Why do you want to know about the first night?"

Hearing that I felt confused about what to answer, suddenly he brought his face closer to my cheek to stick without any blame.

I was very shocked, and quickly pushed his body as hard as he could, but unfortunately, this skinny body was unable to push him.

"Lo-lo what's going on? don't comenigh! move there!!!"

Bugs....

When the Hand could not prevent it now I turned my attack on the leg, I kicked him with a snore until he moved away while grimacing in pain holding his stomach.

I quickly ran out and unfortunately I forgot to take my phone which was still lying on the bed.

I stopped walking and turned around, intending to take my phone, and after picking it up I walked out and Kevin pulled my hand hard from behind.

"Stop!!! "

"Get my hands off!" I said in a high tone while trying to struggle to escape from the check.

"How dare you kick me, you know this is the second time you've done this to me!" his reply sounded cold

"Oh... Keep on what? Want to be added or I chopped your flat face!"

"Hn... It turns out your guts are big too!"

Kevin put on his cold face until I shuddered in horror, but I tried to look ordinary.

"Yes god... Actually, which people come from the poles anyway? Cold really like a block of ice, what is my fate in the future who has been legal to be his wife?" my inner.

"okay... Scane was already today! Angry dipendam first, later the mountain erupted because I was tired of bobo-bobo beautiful first, so release my hands!" lirihku pretentiously confident while hiding a very deep fear.

"Salsa.". "groaned while tightening the check.

"aww... My hand hurts anj*r! Release now!"

Grap.....

I bit her hand very hard and in the end my hand was free of the check.

Slowly I walked leisurely to the top of the bed, then lay down on it while moaning because of the comfortable and soft sensation of the mattress.

"Who told you to sleep there?" ask Kevin with both hands on his waist.

"Ah... Is that bed not for sleeping people? Why do you gobl*k"

Kevin was furious again with my attitude, he clenched his hands and said, "get out!"

I turned my face to look at her, looking at her who was also glaring using her narrowed eyes which somehow I felt she was so cute.

It's strange but real all those feelings came out of the blue, making me anxious to see them.

"I said get out! I don't like anyone soiling my bed!"

I was stunned when I heard all my anxiety at him instantly disappearing somewhere.

"Lo think I'm dirty, sorry! I shower three or five times a day so I can't be like trash!" my cetus.

Kevin breathed a lot, now his neck veins are visible and I know that he is very emotional.

"Yes-yes I'm going out! But where do I sleep?" flat say.

"Whatever! What matters is that you're out now!!!"

"There's a lot of empty rooms downstairs you can sleep in!" he said from inside the room.

"Gue know, you don't have to tell me!" my annoyance.

I was thinking about why my life had to be in such a shitty new atmosphere and all this because of Kevin.

Slowly I stepped again and again down the stairs, wailing at every corner of this mansion.

"The big house of bingits! But it's just me and that ice block!"

In the room downstairs, I took and brought my own suitcase into the room, after that without cleaning it first I prefer to immediately wrestle in bed.

"Hufh happy to have been able to fall down, but earlier that's why Kevin can think of my own hell why could be deg-degkan close to him?" muttered.

"Ahk.and why Kevin had to see that video, my goodness... She thought I was a girl! Ehh but why should I care? Bodo is very good" I continued by rolling around, squeezing, and biting the pillow I was holding.

I took my phone that I put in my pants pocket, slowly I pressed the screen twice until I saw my beautiful face that I made a wallpaper.

I started to open via Whatsaapku and what I really miss is chatting with my friends.

But after opening it my eyes glared at the fact that there was no contact number or chat left, who deleted it? I don't know, but Kevin just confiscated my phone so I'm pretty sure he did.

"Fucking kevin! Why did you delete all my chats? Ahh. "my wrath was screaming out loud.

I was very angry but I remember there is still an instagram app I also opened it but all zonk content is the same as my Whatsapp.

"Tok him like a stalker anyway! Bad, not WA instagram I also he kepoin! Keep erased!!!"

"Ah ha the password I still remember heheh basic Kevin oon even if the application you remove but the clear password is still to save in my brain heheh" said I after getting the idea.

I entered all my ciphers and my name, eventually I was very happy with it, on the other hand I also felt proud of myself who could still remember clearly the cipher.

Actually the password is "Wilsal" comes from my name and Willy, all this happened because the word holds a very deep meaning for me, because at that time my account was hacked by irresponsible people but Willy fixed it.

I began to feel amazed at him at that time, until in the end as time goes by this password I still remember and never change.

I quickly shifted my mind from Willy to Instagram, I can't wait to see the posts of my more than 1 million followers, although still a little, but the achievement has made me very happy.

With sparkling eyes I waited for a circle that just circled around the screen until it stopped.

I stared at the nanar home screen which turned out all the posts were from Willy, the post that had just been updated by him, which contained words of disgust.

"All the memories we have gone through let it be the happiest time of my life, and I hope you are happy" post 1

"If sometimes we love each other, but what happens if God wills another" post 2

"Efforting to be strong? So what, if he's still flirting around lo, which will only be a boomerang that always makes you hurt" post 3

"If you're tired, please come back because I still need you to be my life's encouragement!" post 4.

I was staring, because all the words in the post seemed to me, my tongue became mute unable to put out words, dust and mute competing over my mouth.

Similarly with my hand, even though I want to return a word or duakata but my finger is like limp just to type something.

Now that the clear water began to flow from the tail of my eyes, I looked up at the face trying to stop the tears that kept flowing, and let it be a well in my eyes.

But even though I did, these tears seemed endless to keep flooding my face.

And because of the post, my fatigue was gone, while what I felt right now was a heartache, like being sliced by a sharp object.

I couldn't sleep at all while looking at and living every word Willy posted.