My Inline Husband

My Inline Husband
Chapter 14



When she got home, Anggi got off the bike without waiting for her husband. Makes Marcell more confused why with the attitude of his wife.


"Darling, wait!" exclaimed Marcell and immediately chased after his wife after parking his motorcycle.


Marcell grabs Anggi's hand and pulls it towards him until Anggi crashes into Marcell's field chest.


"What the hell Cell," ketus Anggi turned her face away from her husband's gaze.


"You're the shit. You why the hell yank? From now on you continue to be indifferent and indifferent to me. Why hum?" Marcell's hand gently pulled Anggi's chin so inevitably the wife looked at him.


"You are evil with me..huwa...! Hix... hicks...." Anggi suddenly cried, making Marcell startled and panicked instantly.


"Dear, what's wrong with you? How to cry gini? Tell me, what am I wrong? I'm sorry if I'm wrong with you." Marcell tried to calm his wife.


"You're evil Cell. You said to me that you don't have a boyfriend. You said you love me. But you lied. You have a girlfriend, right? Even you've been dating for almost a year." Anggi still sobbing.


Hearing the words of his wife, Marcell scratched his head feeling what Anggi was accusing really he did not understand.


"What do you mean, honey. I've never lied to you. Suer...." Marcell pulled his own ear and looked at the wife inside.


"Suar suer's... Don't lie to you, Cell. Nindy said it herself. He said he was your girlfriend. And you guys are dating for almost a year. I hate you, Cell...!"


Anggi even hit Marcell's chest softly because the feeling of his heart was so erratic at this time.


Marcell surprised. He did not expect that Nindy would say something completely untrue to his wife.


Both Marcell's hands cover Anggi's face" Honey, look at me. Listen to this carefully. I never dated Nindy, not even any woman. He used to say that he liked me. But I refused it that day. He and I are just friends. Not more. I also didn't expect that Nindy would say that to you."


The orchid stopped sobbing. But her hands immediately hugged her husband's body tightly. "You're that stupid? That's because he's always liked you, Cell. You told him too that I was your brother? It's worth it that he keeps caper to me and tells me about your affection. Maybe he thinks I'm gonna bless you? It won't! I will never bless your relationship in any form!"


Marcell smiled. He returned Anggi's embrace tightly. Happiness tickled his heart when he saw Anggi's jealousy.


It shows that his wife really loves him.


Anggi frowned in surprise at Marcell's words. The girl was getting more upset.


"Oh, so you're happy to date that girl? Let go of me!" Anggi rebelled from Marcell's embrace.


But Marcell didn't let go. He was very worried about his wife's behavior.


"My wife is constantly. Dengerin. I was happy to see my wife jealous. That's a sign that my sweet wife is really in love with her husband," explained Marcell made Anggi speechless.


He's no longer in a fight. Right now he was embarrassed by his own behavior.


Orggi also did not dare to look at Marcell's face. He was too embarrassed to continue being childish.


Slowly, Marcell grabbed his wife's chin and immediately made Anggi unwillingly look at her.


"Why silence, hum? Don't you want to be angry anymore?"


Cup...


Without warning Marcell again kissed Anggi's lips.


At first it was just a kiss. But long ago Marcell again make Anggi trapped in the kiss Marcell so intoxicating.


"From now on, never trust anyone's words. Believe me if I love you so much. I will try to be the best for my sweet wife." said Marcell after releasing his lips.


Marcell hugged Anggi's body warmly as if he did not want to let go again. He hoped that in the future they would be able to pass through all the obstacles that might plague their households.


There is only one thing he fears. Marcell was afraid that Anggi would hate him if he knew a fact about him.


Marcell wanted to be honest with Anggi. But the man still can not tell about his past that he does not want to discuss anymore.


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