Not Planned Love (R3)

91. Self Maturity

...91. Self Maturity...

...(.(.Carefully read this part because there is a scene 17++🙀)...

..."As time goes on, this journey will foster a thick maturity in each of us." - Arsyad Ana-*** Senopati Az-zzioi...

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The days begin to change. Every minute that passes is not felt for some time. Unknowingly, they have been living in a country of people for a month. Both parents Kara and Arsyad, randomly call to ensure the condition of their sons. Not be out of control. However, still the old people need to communicate directly to both.

Not only demanding knowledge, one by one their real work began to be bestowed. Tyoga randomly sent ideas to both of them to study together and consider applying in the future. After all, sooner or later they will really plunge into the real world of work.

"Wow. It's your home?" said a bule girl who was so amazed by the interior of the man's residence beside her. "Mazing." Its effects.

"Hm. Come inside."

They entered in with admiration. The interior of the modern residential nuances combined with classic-natural nuances are very beautiful according to them. Moreover, some carvings and paintings are displayed in several corners, increasing the beauty of the residence.

"I'm becoming more and more a mistress in this house." Cute the bule girl.

Her long blonde hair was beautifully spread with her bottom curly made. The body is as tall as a beautiful Spanish guitar, wrapped in blue jeans with a black cut of shoulder top fitting body that shows bare shoulders and stomach. A pair of heels also beautify the legs.

"You could have, Jess." The short-haired girl next to him.

The bule girl named Jessy smiled proudly. She is the daughter of a mayor and a professor at one of New York's top universities. His coming all the way to this beautiful man's residence is to do the joint tasks given by their lecturers.

In fact, he could have proposed for cooperation in a place closer to the campus. Not having to travel hundreds of meters for hours, for the sake of coming to this place. All of that is comparable to his desire to be able to visit the man's house which has lately become a conversation of many people.

"You're just living alone here?" Jessy asked, settling around her.

"Hm. I-"

"Wow. It's a carving from that famous place, huh?" between the voices of a man who was amazed to see the carvings of flora displayed near the table.

"Hm. That's an original carving from Jepara." Answer Arsyad.

"Wow. Your house is tasteful of fine art." Praise the man.

Arsyad just nodded small. But that has a point, too. However, more precisely the wife who loves the art world more than her.

"Come on. We do our job in the study." Bring Arsyad.

"Ok, let's go." Answer them in unison.

The six of them finally chose to do the tasks given in the study room. The spacious room is equipped with supporting facilities in the form of a private library, a set of PCs (Personal Computers), printer machines, three-dimensional projectors, and, and the study table is made in a circular length to comfort the owner when doing the task. Even there, it is also equipped with the required study models.

"It's complete here." Said the black man named Georgi.

"Yes. It was only fitting that he was famous as a genius freshman. The study room is like this." Another man named Jemes.

"You guys, you've spoken enough." Sela Jessy was sitting next to her owner. "Later, you'll see for yourself how beautiful this house is after she has a lover." Its effects.

"Oh, huh? A man like Arsyad doesn't have a lover?" Ask the girl sitting next to Jemes.

"Oh my goodness, Chloe. Everyone knows she's still single." Jessy is 100% sure of the answer. He also touched the arm of Arsyad who was beside him.

Grac!

Everyone stared at the source of the sound in unison. "I'll get you a drink. Just a minute." The owner of the house moved from his seat.

"no need. Sit back. They can take it for themselves if thirsty." Jessy said, pulling Arsyad's sleeve.

"Let me alone" Arsyad had not yet finished saying, the creaking sound of the open glass door made him turn his head.

"Hallo." Greet the girl who was the source of the opening of the door. "I brought you some juice and a snack. You guys must need this while you're studying."

He entered while making a friendly voice. In his hand was a tray filled with bottled juice and some home-made snacks ranging from salty to sweet.

"Auntie in the kitchen will make more snacks if less."

He said kindly, while keeping his luggage on the table. The five of them only nodded small in response. As for Arsyad, just staring at the girl fixedly. She came up with an ivory-white midi dress attached pretty to her tiny body. His long black hair was in an upward loop, thus displaying his tie neck. A pair of home feather sandals also adorn the exposed legs. Her smile was perfectly fluffy on her tiny lips, and Arsyad did not like to see that.

"Please continue learning, passion." He said, while moving. "I'll go first." Imbuhnya, while glancing briefly at Arsyad who was still standing with the position of the half-dead of his clothes held by Jessy.

It was only a few seconds, before the girl completely retreated.

"Woah, she's angel." Praise Jemes.

"Yes. Asian girls are famous for their elegance and hospitality. I just saw him." Georgi Imbuh.

"You guys, just a girl on her mind." Timpal Chloe, clucking.

"But she is friendly and beautiful." A girl who sat next to Georgi.

"Yes. Beatrice just admitted it."

"Have, enough." Sela Jessy is puffed up. "He is who are you? Why is he here too?" Ask Arsyad.

The man cleared his throat, sitting back down. "She's mine."

"WHAT?!" Screeched Jessy hard. "You mean?"

"He lives here, with me. She's mine." Arsyad said flatly. The man sat down and returned to his duties. It didn't matter if the girl beside him was still surprised instead of playing.

In fact, the past month has also been known if Arsyad always went anywhere with the girl. Jessy should have known that without asking.

"What were you talking about right? Isn't he your sister? Or your twin might." Ask Jessy streak.

The joint study session was completed twenty minutes ago. However, the girl persisted in the house of the man she liked only because she was still curious about the man's answer.

"Surely she's your sister, isn't she? There's no way he's not your brother if you live together." Jessy's kekeh is calm.

"In your religion forbid two people of different kinds to live together without official ties, right?"

Jessy's question managed to make Arsyad a bit angry. He is also in that position at the moment.

"Lantas, why don't you come home soon? It is not good to linger in the house of a man who is nothing to you."

"It's not comparable to you guys living together." Jessy Cibir.

Arsyad pulled out his phone, then showed a real proof that could silence the girl's mouth. He began to face the behavior of the girl.

"We are married. You understand, Jessy?" Ask Arsyad coldly.

"But you're young." Shocked Jessy. "A-pa you guys"

"That's none of your business. Now go." Arsyad said calmly. The man turned around to close the door afterwards.

Letting Jessy who was still at the door with all her shock disappear from her sight.

Arsyad did not have time to serve such an aggressive and demanding girl. A lot of time would be wasted if they served them. After all, the goal to this place is to get knowledge, not to find a new partner, popularity or sensation.

"Yanda?"

The owner of the name turned. The manic immediately found the wife who had just come down from the stairs.

"Yanda's friends have gone home sem-" said the beautiful girl with a white ivory-tailed knee-length press was stopped. When suddenly the husband stepped quickly towards her and charming her thin lips. Making the words he was about to say restrained for a moment.

"Hhhhhhhh." Small face. When feeling if the kiss given her husband that this time dominated by emotions.

"Y-you why?" his question was alarmed, when the ruapawan man in front of him stopped his kiss.

"That's punishment for daring to go down to the study." The handsome man replied, while fusing his forehead with his wife.

Both breaths are still earthy irregular after the two-minute kiss. "But what's wrong Kara? Kara just wants to help with aunt's work. Aunt was busy making snacks. So Kara help us deliver." The beautiful girl said.

"Your fault is this." Arsyad touched the wife's neck. Making the girl have a little nimble in surprise.

"It." The handsome man's hand then went down the intersection of the wife's shoulder, towards the collarbone and the wife's shoulder that was open.

Model midi dress used by the girl is indeed roped which is three fingers in size. It is certainly not able to cover all the shoulders of the wife.

"The last one, this." The man saved the last rubbing plan in the exposed area.

The midi dress did fall above the knee, but not exactly. It certainly makes Kara's thigh exposed a little. Not to mention that his legs were also not covered by anything. Arsyad does not like his wife's militant assets to be seen by others. That's ownership. Even if Kara wanted to show it, only she had the right to see it.

"It's mine." Arsyad said with great emphasis.

"You belong to me, and vice versa. How many times do I have to say. Don't go out wearing clothes like this."

"Sorry. Kara just took the clothes that were important comfortable, because Kara wanted to spend time in the gallery. Kara just found out that you bring a lot of friends and there's a guy." Kara said. "So the aunt also said, she said you were all girls. Kara's a thrill, right."

Arshad took his breath for a moment. "Don't repeat it."

The girl nodded in understanding. She also had no intention of making her husband angry. Only, he also did not want if there was another girl who showed so much interest in the husband. This man is his. His. Kara has a patent to keep her.

"Ahk." The girl's daydream was crap, as she felt something foreign suck her neck. The foreign monarch crawled his chest cavity.

"Y-you're doing what?" tanyanya. Either since when, the beautiful man was at the intersection of his neck, sniffing the parts. Make the owner hold amused with a reddened face.

" You are mine." Said the man with a small smile while distancing his face. He stared proudly at the wife's neck which was now adorned with reddish marks from her.

"W-What are you doing with kara's neck?" Kara asked, touching her neck.

"Love bite (bite of love)." Arsyad answered, while reaching for the wife's body for her bridal style.

The beautiful girl screeched for a moment. However, she immediately poked her hand against her husband's neck for fear of falling.

"Where did you learn that?" He asked carefully, while staring at the beautiful sculpture before him from below.

"I'm a man, Kara. Our people are given instinct and instincts naturally. Like a woman with her motherly nature. It just comes naturally."

Kara nodded while listening. "But remember, don't let another man do that to you. Only me, your husband, okay?"

Again, the girl nodded without much talk. Arsyad smiled faintly at her. A sweet smile with that innocent look was like an adorable little rabbit. He always complies without many words. However, the charm of the owner of the hazelnut bead can make many people Adam fell mired in it. Especially if the girl has occupied her own singasan, on top of the business empire that has been a relic for her.

"Yanda."

"Hm."

"There's a package from Galactic Om."

"Package?" the man who was buttoning his pajamas turned towards his wife. "Where's the package?"

"That's. Kara put it on the study table." Show the beautiful girl with the motif of these astronomical objects.

Arsyad nodded, then walked towards the study table. There, there is a medium-sized box-shaped package wrapped by a brown kerta. The man opened it with the help of scissors. Find out what the package is about.

"What's the package, yanda?" Ask the wife.

"It's nothing." Arsyad answered, closing the crib. Keep it in a closet that is equipped with a silver safe.

His Om, who has English blood from his father's side, has just sent a tool for him to practice. However, the device should not be seen the wife. She did not want her wife to be frightened just because her husband had just received a shipment of Air Soft Gun type firearms for initial training.

"Let's sleep." He grabbed the wife's slender waist, as he returned to bed.

Kara nodded, then hugged her sturdy body and fragrant in front of him. He used to sleep with the man's arm. I think it has become an obligation for him.

"Sleep. Tomorrow we have to go to college." Bisik Arsyad, while inhaling the aroma of fruits that smell from the hair of the wife. The refreshing aroma is also soothing which always makes it opiate.

"Yes, yanda."

Arsyad smiled slightly as he tightened his embrace. Because tomorrow, he not only has to go to college and work with various matkul. But, he also had to start training with his Oms who would give him various lessons that he could not get anywhere. That he did, to maintain the safety of his wife and his small family later. Arsyad must be trained both physically and psychically, also must be qualified in various skills that he must learn. Because later, the responsibility will be greater and certainly dangerous.

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...BCT Update guys! How are you doing? Healthy though? Do not slack, keep the faith and immunity so that we are always healthy....

...Sorry new update. I wrote through the notebook, and it took a long time (This notebook is the only valuable property of mine left, after the incident of losing 3 units hp at that time). While I use to publish at this time, the keyboard is often slow. It's hard to get a tick. Sorry if you can't update regularly....

...The real challenges of their lives will begin when they arrive in NYC as I said. Jessy is the actor, right?? The answer is no, just a candidate for actor. The biggest problem they had to face was actually their own internal problems. Later, they will again be faced with various obstacles that source from internal problems....

...Ok, so do not forget likes, votes, comments, shares and follow Author. May Readers always be faithful & patient waiting yes:')...

...(.(.Sukabumi july 03, 2021)...