My husband's cousin

Chapter 10

    It didn't feel like we started everything in a month. Trying to learn to be a couple who understand and understand each other. So far, it's all been really fun. 

    The change I feel is that we are getting older in our attitude. No longer as good as before. No longer busy fighting and suspicious of each other. Now we start to trust each other. Throw away suspicious feelings. 

 I have no power to evade, I let him

 If there is something that feels stuck, then immediately we finish by expressing feelings to each other. 

 And me, happy. Really happy because now can feel the real household except hmm 

....

   "Han, you see the watch I used to wear, don't you? I forgot where it was. The feeling on the nightstand doesn't exist, does it?" 

  Bang Danil is still excited himself looking for his favorite watch. I, who saw the watch in the morning on the dresser, chose to smile to watch it. 

I learned this a while ago. That the man had his views limited to those before him, and it turned out to be true. It was proven that Bang Danil was looking for his watch while the object was lying on the dresser. 

  "Han, please dong, help her scream. What if it's lost?" he said half desperate. He left this morning without wearing his watch. When I returned home tonight the first thing I looked for was that thing.

 "If I could find what's in love?" godaku raised an eyebrow. 

 "Hani don't be kidding. That clock means a lot to me!" whining. 

I know how Bang Danil loved the watch. Not because the price is quite expensive, but the history of the watch. As a birthday gift from his father who incidentally is my own uncle. 

 "Do you want to help this? What was the gift then?" god again. He looked up and just looked at me from the corner of his eye. 

   "This, right?" I pointed at the watch that was still lying on the dresser. 

   "Well, how is it here? Oh, my God, who moved?" he muttered as he grabbed the watch with a face of disbelief. I just shook my head and went to play the phone on the bed. 

   Suddenly I felt someone hugging from behind. Then kiss my right cheek. My feelings were mixed between surprise, happiness and shame. Yes, I am ashamed to be treated that way even by my own husband. 

  "Thank you, Hani!" he kept hugging tightly. 

 "Ih, shame! What the hell is Yank?" I struggled trying to escape. However, what happened was that we both fell into bed with my position still in his arms. Shame this double mah. 

  "His own husband is ashamed. No one's seen this!" whisper right behind my ear. 

 My skulls bristled. I get treated like this. Heart palpitations racing tenfold so unusual. Yeah, I was really nervous at the time. 

    "Get used to it, Hani. We're a legitimate husband and wife, just relax!" whispered again. But his breath was hunting. 

 "Hani, can you?" 

However, this time I could not forbid when he asked permission to open a glass box containing a crown that I had been keeping intact for him. I let him have what is rightfully his. 

That night, became the first night the crown was touched in the end. 

    …

This morning I woke up feeling amazing, next to me I saw him still sleeping quietly. The shadow of last night made my cheeks hot. I went to the bathroom and got ready for the morning prayers. After heating the water for a bath Bang Danil this morning. 

  Yes, everything will change with time. We will get used to each other's duties. Time will lead us to a happy future. I'm certain. 

    ...

   "Again, Hani!" a kiss landed suddenly as I was just about to light the stove cooking breakfast for the two of us. 

   The masculine aroma burst into the kitchen. He wears knee-length pants and a grey t-shirt with wet hair. 

 

  Today is Sunday. So Bang Danil's been home all day. He said he wanted to enjoy the holidays with his wife. I hope his mind doesn't mess. 

   After breakfast he pulled me to sit in front of the living room television. Lying his head on my lap. His behavior has turned spoiled. 

   His attitude began to change. If it used to be possessive impressed dictate now even more spoiled. He even follows me wherever I move all day. Until I ran out of ways to tell him to stop following. 

 "Sayank, stop being the shadow. What do you want to do, go anywhere?" I said while pinching his stomach. 

 "aww. Some will even rise if my stomach you pinch!" he blinked one eye. 

 Why would he be a gini rese, anyway? 

Finally I resigned to just sit in front of the television while letting him back lay his head on my lap. 

 "Smoke his head, Hani!" his whine just semberi grabbed my hand and then put it on his head. 

   Are all husbands this pampered? 

 Seriate