That Sissy Man is My Husband

Romantic night? The warning!!! +21

By night we walk, eat outside and buy something for breakfast tomorrow, tomorrow we will buy groceries.

I remembered Dika's request this afternoon. Instantly I shiver.

Is he serious. How I got scared.

At 10:30 we were home from dinner and walking.

I ran to my room and locked it. Afraid Dika will collect his request.

What kind of wife am I?

I heard my bedroom door knock.

I was nervous not because. I have to how.

"Mulan? are you asleep?" ask her while knocking on the door.

I was so scared and nervous not to play. It was as if at the door of my room was a terrible ghost.

He didn't stop knocking on the door, making me uncomfortable.

I finally opened the door slowly and pretended not to remember. I also hide my nervousness.

"What's wrong?" ask me.

"Chat yuk in front" he bargained.

"What are you talking about, it's been a night I'm sleepy" I replied.

He scratched his head which was not itchy.

"em, discuss anything" she replied confusedly.

Because of her final pity I got out of my room and followed her to the front of the tv.

He made me warm chocolate milk.

We talked while watching.

Like his confused Dika had to start a chat from where. We're getting awkward.

"What the hell is it?" I asked confused to see her agitated.

"I'm sorry, is it true that we've never had a husband and wife relationship?" ask her.

I laugh.

"You're taking me out just to ask that?" answer me.

"Em, strange ajja, a year of marriage has never been so an" he replied innocently.

"Well, this is the reality. Our marriage is different from the rest. So you don't have to feel guilty" I replied.

"Em, but, can we?" ask her.

My laughter broke again.

"Jeez Dika, what's that question?" answer me while still laughing.

It's a real innocent person or drama anyway.

I shrugged my shoulders.

"Mulan.." call her soft.

"Well?" answer me.

Our hands touched, and we were just as awkward.

"I'm sorry" said Dika.

Pardon you? I was nervous, I was just hiding it.

How I got to feel newlyweds well, my sweat started to drop from nervousness. Present me why the hell.

I'll take the Calendar on the tv and have a fan.

"Hot well" I exclaimed as I continued to fan.

Dika looks confused what to do.

"Do you remember my request this afternoon?" ask her.

I pretend I don't know.

"What request?" ask me.

"Hem. Anu, it's "his answer is confusing.

I actually know Dika's purpose and purpose. Frightened and nervous I was about to go back to my room but Dika held her back.

"Where are you going?" ask her.

"Go back to my room" I replied.

We sat face to face on the bed.

Dika holds both my shoulders. At first I refused a kiss from Dika but over time the end I resigned.

The kiss this time was long enough to make me breathless. I remembered something. I pushed Dika's body.

"Why?" ask her.

"The front door's been in the lock yet?" ask me.

He got up and checked the door of our house. He then locked it.

After that he returned to the room, closed the door and resumed his actions.

I don't know why I'm giving up there's no fight.

"Read the prayer first" I whispered.

With a heavy heart and a little upset Dika then returned to sit and obey my request to pray first.

But because she was confused to read whatever I was leading her. There is a special prayer for the husband on the first night to break the virgin of his wife. I've studied it for a long time.

After that Dika started to wander my body. It was like being electrocuted when Dika touched my sensitive area.

"That's fine" she praised when she managed to take off my clothes.

My face shone with embarrassment.

Dika resumed his actions.

Dika's burly body that I've seen all this time, the end I can feel. Ah I don't care if it's called a perverted woman right now. I finally felt like a real wife.

Our first night after a year of marriage.

My tears flowed, I felt a bit of pain but happiness covered it.

This time we did it right. Husband and wife relationship.

At dawn, I woke up and took a mandatory bath. I take Dika shower too, because soon the dawn.

After finishing the bath I asked Dika to pray at dawn. I lead her again. Slowly I will teach the obligation of a man is to pray in the mosque. But for now let it be at home first.

We can only pray and tell the truth, but the owner of the guidance is God. God determines who will guide, the point is not to stop praying.

After my prayers go to the kitchen, my morning activities are as usual.

Dika suddenly hugged me from behind.

"Repeat the yuk last night" she whispered in my ear. My face met red again, even though I had done it I was still embarrassed.

"Just finished the shower" I protested.

"Well, take another shower" she replied.

"Still bewitched" I replied again.

"What's next is also lost" he said.

I looked at her for pity. Dika kissed me.

I let go of that kiss.

"Not here either time" I said.

We are now in the kitchen. He lifted my body up next to the dishwashing.

I sat on top and he was standing below still kissing me. I hold Dika's shoulder. I circle my hand to his shoulder.

We're like new people in a drunken romance.

Did Dika start liking me, but she never said.

Seeing me uncomfortable. Dika then carried me into his room to continue our game. I'm appalled. This isn't the Dika that used to be.

We repeat the struggle again. Until the morning. It just so happens that Wednesday's work holiday is currently.

While I have to be ready to go to work. Finished cooking breakfast I was taken between Dika to work.

Dika really does not like me to work but I insist still want to work.

I stepped in, went back to doing my work.

Remembering last night I became a smile to myself.

"Hayoo, what's the smile of your own?" fashion Bu anye.

I just smiled in response to Ms. Anye's question. There's no way I'm telling you what really happened.

Let me take this happiness myself.

Farhan came to bring me food.