Not the Ideal Husband

What kind of Wife??

Sunlight began to enter the cracks of the curtains in a room, the owner of the room was seen disturbed and then opened his eyes heavily.

The owner of the room was none other than Damar, he had already woken up because he felt his body crumbled dimly due to the burden of Iris's body that overcame him almost overnight. Just before dawn Iris came down from above her body.

But not that he gave distance to Damar, he instead treated Damar as a bolster pillow makes the man half-dead resist dizziness that arises due to his passion provoked.

Slowly Damar lowered his feet from the mattress and headed to the bathroom door carefully.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, he went to the door.

"Simplek..,celek..."

Damar tried repeatedly to open the door, but apparently the door was locked.

Damar immediately put on a sour face when he remembered something.

"Dam. I forgot that the key was in Miss Iris's curse. Cih, how insolent. Ck.., if this is how do I get out?" Inner Damar as he turned his body and looked annoyed at the figure of the girl who was still sleeping on his mattress.

"****!! There seems to be no other way. I have to wake Miss Iris now. Because otherwise, I wouldn't be able to get out of this room and I could be late for work." Inner Damar.

Damar walked slowly to where Iris was lying and after standing beside Iris, he shook her shoulder slowly.

"Miss Iris..., wake up!" Call Damar with the volume of sound raised.

Iris looked a little distracted, but instead of waking up she turned her back to Damar and went back to sleep.

Damar glared in disbelief at Iris's behavior.

"Geez, does this girl deserve to be called a wife?" Inner Damar. "Look at her behavior, awakened instead of waking up and turning my back. What kind of wife is this girl?"

"Ckk.., it's very troubling." Inner Damar again.

Damar pulled Iris' shoulder until now the girl was in a supine position. After that Damar grabbed both hands of Iris and pulled her tightly until the girl sat down and woke up with a dazed look.

"A..What is Damar??" Iris asked confused by the still sleepy look.

"Lock my room, miss! Give it to me, I have to prepare breakfast and after that go to the office. So please give me my room key back.."

Iris clucked while laying her body again in a supine position.

"Ck..., you are! I guess what's the matter." Iris said with regret.

Damar shook his head in amazement at Iris's behavior.

"I should be upset. Not him." Inner Damar.

"Miss.."

"You take it yourself..." Tell Iris while advancing her chest in front of Damar.

Immediately Damar reflexes dodged and jumped back two steps back. He looked at Iris with a glaring look.

"That's right, miss. This joke of yours is not funny. I really need a key to my room door, miss, please return it without throwing a tantrum."

"can't. If you want the key, you'll have to get it yourself. Besides, I'm your wife, why are you afraid to touch me? Is there a thorn in here?" Iris asked as she pointed at her own chest.

Damar snorted in annoyance. "Unfortunately it's more dangerous than my lady's thorn, it deserves more to be called nuclear and I don't want to explode from touching it. You crazy young lady!!" Inner Damar while looking at Iris with a cynical, cruel, sharp look as if he wanted to skin Iris.

Iris looked at Damar with a sharp and fierce look.

"What's? You're afraid of my chest..?"

"No!!"

"Then if you're not afraid, why don't you take the key yourself?"

"I can't, because the key is in the 'private stuff' of the lady."

"I'm your wife, you mean your 'personal stuff' is stupid too!"

"No miss! Personal stuff is yours. I have my own personal things.."

Damar glares. "Don't be rude, miss!"

"Ishh, what a tickle!"

Iris snatched an annoyed while sitting her body facing towards Damar with a manyun lips.

Next to Iris's hand went into her own clothes, and ransacked them for a while but her facial features slowly turned confused.

"The room? The key doesn't exist? Did you take it?" Ask the girl confused.

Damar shook his head with an annoyed look.

"I didn't teach that, miss. Why else would you keep my keys in there?" While pointing at Iris' chest. "Like no other 'place."

Iris grunts. "Well, how else? Where do you want me to keep it? In my panties?"

"NO!!" Snapped Damar with a completely furious expression.

"Huh!! Your lady is a problem. Now see? Because of what Miss did, we're locked up here. If I arrive late to the office, I will punish you!"

"Oh yeah?" Challenge Iris bravely.

Damar did not answer and chose to turn back to the nightstand. He opened the drawer to look for something.

Iris who saw Damar ignoring himself and busy herself became annoyed, she hurried down Damar and patted the man's shoulder hard.

"What are you looking for??" Iris asked nonchalantly.

"Reserve key.." Damar answered while opening a box and retrieving the key from inside.

After that Damar walked back to the door and Iris again intoned herself.

"Well, do you have a spare room key? Then why didn't you use it last night to get out?"

"I forgot." Answer Damar in a flat tone.

"Why can I forget something like this last night. The basic slow brain." Inner Damar was cursing himself.

Iris laughed at the look of Damar who looked upset. For him in such moments that the good looks of Damar add many times.

Iris followed Damar out of the room to the kitchen.

"You want to make breakfast?" Iris asked when she saw Damar open the refrigerator.

Damar nodded.

"Let me help!"

Iris ran to where Damar was standing and helped hold the refrigerator door so she could come see the ingredients in the refrigerator.

Damar rewinded his body slightly so as not to get too close to Iris.

The girl was also seen furrowing her eyebrows while researching the contents of the refrigerator.

"Broom, how about we make a fried sandwich. As bi Yanti often does at home. Can't you?"

Damar breathed heavily. "Miss want?" Ask in a low tone.

Iris nodded quickly. "You want to make it for me?" Iris asked, not knowing.

Damar poked his lips for a moment.

"Huh. What kind of wife are you, miss, so pathetic." Damar Cibir.

Iris's face instantly turned into a manyun.

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Don't forget the trail guys...