SIN (Lecturer Dear)

Chapter 171: Due to Hunger

Knowing his wife's stomach was rumbling with hunger, Darren then said. "You hungry? I'll get some food, okay?"

When Darren was about to move, Karen instead intercepted his hand. "Do not want bobo. I drank milk too."

"Yes, it's .. rest, gih!"

"You dong too! Don't do mute work. I've come home the night of the resume," Karen protested with a frown.

"Yes, done. I'll take a shower." Darren flanked Karen's lips forward to look like a duck's mouth.

After finishing the bath, Darren gave a small smile as he saw his wife had fallen asleep. He turned off the lights and went into the blanket.

As everyone was immersed in the silence of the night, Karen looked uneasy. An uncomfortable feeling suddenly disturbed his sleep. He turned left and right to find a comfortable sleeping position. It was done many times. Suddenly he was stunned when Darren's big hand pulled him into his cage.

Pocketed in her husband's arms, Karen could feel the warmth of the man's embrace. He looked over for a moment, only to see a handsome face that was sleeping. Unfortunately, it did not last long then his stomach suddenly rumbling. The hull kept sending a hunger signal that couldn't be delayed.

"Darling ...." Karen tried to wake her husband.

There was no response.

"Darling," he repeated once more while slightly shaking the man's body.

"Hum?" Darren said small in closed eyes.

"I'm hungry ...."

"Eat!" reply to the man who still hasn't opened his eyes. Naturally, he was exhausted with a busy teaching schedule, not to mention having time to become a testing lecturer for the proposal hearing.

"Friendship dong! Afraid to go out alone."

"What time is it?"

"A little more at two ...." Karen got out of bed and turned to look at Darren who was still lying on the bed. "Darren, come! Hungry this!"

Darren sidestepped the blanket then woke up with tsunami wave-like hair. Still reluctant to open his eyes wide, the man walked out of the room like a drunk man trailing Karen who first went down the stairs.

"Honey, where are you going? That's the way to the living room not to the kitchen!" scold Karen who saw her husband turn right.

Darren turned his body upside down while rubbing his eyes. They both went to the kitchen to look for food scraps last night.

"Well, there's no food. I eat instant noodles. Let's spit the cooking."

"Eittss .. gak .. gak .. gak .... gak .... It has no nutrition. That's high sodium."

"Keep, what's dong eating?"

"Whatever matters isn't instant noodles!" reply Darren while yawning.

"It's me, huh?"

Darren's eyes grew instantaneously. "Now cooking?"

"Yes, that's!"

"Can't you wait for morning? Just snack, yeah?"

"Can't! People are hungry already. Wait for the morning!"

"Mistake yourself told to eat before going to bed, even do not want to."

"So it hasn't been taken."

"So, what do you want to cook?"

"Seafood fried rice that you usually make. Let the spit cook it too."

"Wait for me to check first, the seafood stock."

Darren opened the refrigerator and hacked into the stock of frozen side dishes in the house. Fortunately, there is a shrimp stock in there. He then opened the rice cooker to take the rice to be processed. Unfortunately, it turns out the rice in the rice cooker has been exhausted and leaves only a little crust.

"Well, the rice is up!"

"How do you think dong?"

"Well?!" Karen was shocked for a moment. However, what can be done, there is nothing to eat as well for now. In addition, she had imagined the delicious fried rice made by her husband as usual.

Darren had to cook the rice first. With drooping eyes, he washed the rice before putting it in the rice cooker machine. His head even stumbled many times because it could not withstand the drowsiness.

"Tomorrow the night we go to my father's house, okay? They make sure we have dinner there, all between Sheila and back," Darren suddenly asked.

"Well, is Sheila going back to her house?"

"Yes, her mother was very upset. He's starting to change, not quite as fast as he used to be. Even now he's so close to Oma."

Karen's stunned. In contrast to Oma who was once against the presence of the child and is now even familiar, he and his sister-in-law were never even close until now. Despite the stay of the roof, the two never interact except while at the dining table. He also realized the estrangement of their relationship because from the beginning he never wanted to try to get along with Darren's stepbrother.

Suddenly his stomach returned. "Duh, it's really laper."

Darren looks at the banana in the kitchen set and gives it to Karen who is sitting at the dinner table. "Now, eat a banana first."

"What monkey am I?"

"The one who likes bananas is just a monkey? I also loh ...." Darren opened the banana peel and ate the tip. "The banana is more healthy and filling too!" He thrust the banana he had bitten towards Karen.

Karen tried Darren's banana bite mark hesitantly. Honestly, he never ate bananas directly except those that had been processed into a kind of cake.

"Don't tell me every day you're asking to be eaten in a gini kek ghost clock!" grunting Darren returned to the kitchen while yawning widely. He still had to clean the shrimp that was still frozen.

"Wrongly myself earlier I wanted to cook instant noodles not loved. I knew my wife could only cook it!" karen said while trying to finish the banana. She glanced at her husband for a moment, seeing the tall, sleepy figure leaning against the refrigerator with arms crossed under her chest and eyes closed. He also took a new banana while opening the skin.

"Hum ... the banana is very tasty," said Karen with a sensual tone and a made-up naughty style.

Darren opened his eyes with a gaze that was immediately fixed on his wife. Karen glanced at him while licking the banana slowly, from the base to the tip. Darren smiled obliquely and immediately walked towards the woman. For some reason, he always felt anxious to see the behavior of his wife who likes to provoke his passion. He stood right behind the chair his wife was sitting in, slightly bowing while catching Karen's hand holding a banana.

"Are you eating or fishing?"

"Both!"

Darren closed his lips to Karen's ears, whispering, "Don't go fishing in the middle of the night in the place of the kek gini, a reminder of danger, you know!"

"What danger is it?" Karen tilted her head.

At the same time Darren dyed the lightning of his lips. That short kiss felt like an electric current.

"Well, just that cake?"

"What do you want to like? Take the example dong!" pinta Darren who was still bowing behind the chair his wife had occupied.

Karen turned her head back towards the man, grabbing the nape of his ear while closing their lips. As their noses intersected, Karen instead placed her index finger on Darren's lips that were about to pounce on him. His hand, which was on the man's neck, was now descending slowly towards the man's chest. The clenched hand continued to descend down to the limit of the pajama trousers her husband used.

Darren held back Karen's hand that was about to move into her pants. The man directly attacked her with a demanding savage kiss.

"Naughty Girl, you lured me mulu. Not afraid am I out of control here?" darren whispered while biting Karen's ears.

Karen lowed. Darren's getting hotter launching a fondling. Someone suddenly appeared from the direction of the living room to make both of them drunk. It turned out to be Chalvin who had just returned from out of town. This improper atmosphere made the three awkward, clumsy and even pecked for a while.

"Just come home, Vin?" Darren took the initiative first to break the awkwardness between them.

"Ah, yes. So tired!" Chalvin broke his neck left and right. "What are the nights in the kitchen?" askalanya.

"This ... Karen Laper, ask for a meal. Understandably pregnant." Darren ruffled Karen's hair.

"Oh, kirain .. make a surprise, you know! I'm going in first, huh? Go straight to sleep!" After leaving, Chalvin quickly climbed the stairs to his room. He looked back at the husband and wife before opening the door to his room.

"I'll check the rice first!" darren said as he gently kissed Karen's head.

Darren turned to the kitchen. Looking at the rice cooker button that has moved, the rice sign has matured. He immediately told Karen. Just opening the cover of the rice cooker, the man's eyes widened to see the results of the rice cooked beyond expectations. Apparently, the effects of heavy drowsiness make it unconscious of pouring too much water into rice beyond the actual dose.

Darren turned his head back towards Karen, saying stiffly, "Honey, you ate some porridge, huh? Let me add toping sea food."

"What?!"

"The porridge is more healthful than fried rice. Suitable for pregnant women," Darren persuaded.

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