Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

195. Two Men the Source of Happiness

Honestly I was dizzy with Arga's behavior during my cooking, he did not let go of my waist at all, making me not free to move to and fro. I found the assistant who glanced at us several times and saw the woman turn her face the other way while mesam mesem.

Duh, shame on me!

"Ga, can you let me go? I'm ashamed, Ma'am look at it." My love for him. Arga shook his head. Still don't want to let go of me at all.

"Wouldn't. Let alone. Mommy also had a taste of the newlyweds, right, Ma'am?" arga asked as the woman passed by near us.

"Yes, please if you want to continue, just remember the place just do not do more than that, yes." Ma'am chuckled as she grumbled leaving us in front of the stove. I understand what he means, making this cheek feel hotter. His sparkle, his appeal, not to mention with the gaze of Mbak like earlier. Aaaaa.... want me to hide!

Finally with a very hard struggle, I was able to finish my cooking well. I don't know, I hope it's not salty.

The clock on top of the refrigerator already pointed to the number half seven. I asked Arga to let me go. It's time to get up and take a shower. She had to start school this morning because yesterday she was on leave because of her parents' business.

"Help me change my clothes" said Arga.

"But after this let me go, huh?" my door.

"Yes" he replied in a long tone.

Again with no expectation, Arga lifted me up, carrying a bridal style. In fact, I haven't even removed the apron from my body.

"Snake!" my spoken. I have to get used to this kind of behavior, right? The gaze from the assistant should be ordinary for me as well. It's also free that I told him to let me go. Arga won't hear it!

In the room, I prepared my husband's work clothes, while he was in the bathroom. Before long, he came out with his face that looked fresh.

"Will you take Gara to school?" asked Arga, he started to open the shirt he was wearing and replaced it with a white shirt I prepared.

"Yes, also acquaintances with other guardians" I replied. Arga smiled happily, though,

"However, it will be very happy" he said.

I approached, helping Arga button his shirt. It's a common thing I used to do, not strange with a wife's duties like this.

"I have to learn to blend in with the others as well, right?"

"Yes. But I ask you to be careful. Yeah, you know. Sometimes in front of us they are very good, but behind us they are evil" he said. He looked up as I inserted the top button, followed by a blue tie with a white stripe around his neck. I got a little pinch when I put it up.

"Can you just duck a little?" my door.

Arga looked down, but not silent. He kissed me briefly.

"That's!" I cried with no acceptance. It's so naughty of this guy to steal a kiss from me.

He chuckled softly, I didn't think he'd take the nape of my neck and pull me up until our lips turned back on each other.

I was surprised, hitting his chest. Again he kissed me fiercely like it was dawn.

Oh, did I make a mistake again? He made me breathless again!

His teeth bit my lower lip, a little sore so I couldn't bear to v*n. It hurts!

His tongue he slashed into my mouth. I still couldn't keep up with the ferocious kiss, so I now resigned myself and felt something wet down there. The caress thirsty soul seemed to start appearing. Oh, naw!

"Aah!" The cold air I now breathe deeply after Arga releases me. A little upset, because of this pain in the lips due to his actions. I shrunk the corner of my lips and looked at him in annoyance.

"Hehe, won a lot this morning," he said in response. He smiled mischievously.

"Geez! Will I be punished like that if I call you by name?" just pissed. I continued to tie his untidy tie. Arga did not reply, he just shrugged both of his shoulders while throbbing.

"I'm asphyxiating! Can't you be a little gentle?" ask again.

"Can, of course you can. If I were above you, I would be very gentle" he said with a whisper in his ear.

I pushed his chest, taking one step back from him. His words sounded terrible for now. My wounds have not been declared dry, what if I am the one who snaps at him?

"You go ahead by yourself, yeah. I want to wake Gara up, "I said and turned away without caring for her call with a light laugh.

This chest was pounding hard, not anything. A little time punished? And what was that again? Gentle if he's on top of me? Basic pervert!

My footsteps quickly climbed to the top floor. I was still asleep when I opened the door. Return the child slowly I wake up.

"It's noon, Ma?" ask Gara when I wake him up. He looked around, then stopped at a large window with white curtains.

"Yes, wake. Shower, yuk. Breakfast at school" I said. Because he woke up lazily, he took off the cocoa clothes he had been wearing at dawn. His mouth was wide. Her eyes were still not fully opened as she began to step her feet towards the bathroom.

"Want Mama take a bath?" I screamed as Gara had not yet entered the bathroom.

"No need" he said. The door he opened, and he could not be seen from behind the door that was now closed.

I opened the closet, confused by the uniform she was going to wear today. With a quick step I went down and looked for a Nanny Gara, asking her to help prepare her school tools.

"Thank you, thank you. Let it be because I wear clothes" I said to this young girl. He nodded his head and left this room.

After finishing the bath, it looks very fresh with wet hair. He approached me with a smile imprinted on his lips.

"It's great for this Mama's son" I said praising him. I took another towel and dried her still wet hair. Because it looks so enjoyed with my treatment that closed his eyes.

"Yes, dong. Garrlla is going to be six years!" said the boy while raising his six fingers.

"Well, is that it?" Because nodding.

"When?" ask again.

"September eighteen!" answer with pleasure.

Eighteen September is three days away. Even on the date that was beside his bed was circled with red markers.

"Oh, in a minute. What kind of gift would you like from your mom?" ask her. She shook her head in a quick motion. He suddenly hugged my waist.

"Don't give me a gift. My mom's a kadino!" the boy said while looking at me and smiling.

Seeing her smile so happy like that made me even more moved. How can he who is a small child, who usually still likes to gift toys and so on even say me as a gift.

I was moved and cried because I heard this. Happiness arises only because of the speech of children as small as Gara. So sincere.

I sobbed, grabbed Gara into my arms and kissed her cheek a lot.

"thank you. Thank you, son," I said. I hugged the child tightly, feeling the beauty of being a real mother.