
"Drink, this will make your stomach feel better." Verrel gave her herbs made by her mother.
"Thank you." Akifa drank the herbs, only a little he drank his Akyphah wanted to spit out his because he could not stand the bitter taste.
"Why." Ask Verrel.
"Bitter, I don't like bitter." Answer Akifa.
"Everyone doesn't like to be bitter either, let's have a quick drink or I'll forcefully insert this herb." Threat Verrel.
Akifa who was so afraid of Verrel that she quickly downed the herbs to the end, Verrel smiled as he looked at his wife who was so afraid of him, indeed, that is what he had hoped from the beginning to have a wife who was obedient and afraid of him.
"Smart, you know if I'm angry don't expect to get my forgiveness." Verrel took the glass and put it on the table.
"I'll go with Dylan, you're fine at home." Verrel kissed Akifa's forehead.
Dylan and Verrel were in the car, this was the first time they had a car since the cold war between them.
"How your wife is better." Dylan opened the topic of conversation.
"Hmmm that's how it is, pain comes months in general." Verrel.
"Verrel, did you do it with your wife." Ask Dylan.
"Of course, I married her, yes it's for sure we'll do her, after all she's a true speaker and never denied me." Answer Verrel.
"Like her I'll have a niece soon."
"It's not that easy, I don't want her to get pregnant just yet, I want to get to know her more."
"I envy you." Dylan.
"Why envy me, this is how I married someone I don't know at all, it's so hard for me and you're with the person you love, what you should envy of me." Ask Verrel.
"I want to get married like you, but she doesn't want to marry me yet, no matter what reason I'm tired if it continues like this." Answer Dylan.
"I gave her up for you, and you just gave up. Struggle for her, find a reason why she doesn't want to get married." Verrel.
"You're right, thank you."
At night Verrel and Dylan return home drunk, much less Verrel, whose tolerance for alcohol is weak, making him easily drunk.
Akifa helped Verrel into the room, he opened up the entire Verrel outfit as it was soaked in sweat. "You've seen it, you've felt it. Why should I be ashamed." Inner Akifa.
"Honey, where are you going." Verrel pulled out Akifa's hand until Akifa fell into his arms.
"I want to take your clothes."
"No need."
"But you catch a cold." Akifa.
"There's you warming me." Verrel's head went inside Akifa's shirt.
Akifa could not move anymore because Verrel hugged her tightly. He pulled out a blanket to cover the two of them and soon Akifa fell asleep in that embrace.
"It's so beautiful." Verrel.
Verrel came out of Akifa's shirt, looking at her body that was wearing nothing.
"Good wife." Verrel rubbed Akifa's forehead.
"Hey kebo, wake up, do you want to sleep on." Verrel tried to build Akifa.
"Hmm." Akifa started to open her eyes.
"What did you do to me." Ask Verrel.
"Hmmm me, I didn't do anything." Answer Akifa.
"You think I'm stupid, look I don't wear anything, do you..
"No way that's possible, I'm having guests." Cut Akifa.
"What do you mean, will you just ask if you undressed me? "
"Eh yes, because your clothes are wet." Akifa's face began to blush in embarrassment.
"What do you think, what don't-don't you..
"No dear." Akifa hid above the chest of the Verrel field.
"Darling? You call me baby, you've got the courage. Since you're presumptuous, you'll get punished." Verrel.
"What punishment." Ask Akifa.
"Anything, it's up to me." Answer Verrel.
"Well, I'll take a shower first."
"No, I'm cold." Verrel hugged Akifa.
"Watch some warm water, I'll prepare." Akifa.
"No, I'm lazy to take a bath, quiet don't protest, you're still in my punishment."
"What kind of punishment is this." Akifa.
"So what do you want, to clean this whole house? "
"No."
"Or this room? "
"No."
"This is how I clean my body." Verrel carried Akifa into the bathroom.