The Marriage Order

S3 A Foreign Woman

I can't hold it anymore. Since the shrimp went into the stomach, quickly all over this body feels itchy. Oh, naw! I have not felt it for a long time and now relapse without cue. Fucking shrimp!

The restaurant toilet looks very clean and quiet. I immediately went into one of the toilet cubicles and started scratching very brutally, no gracefully. After all, where is there scratching in a graceful way?

The hardest part is the back. The wide subordinate dress with knee length was forced to open the back of the zipper. Immediately scratch very freely without obstructions. My face began to heat up and itch uncontrollably. After the itching of the back is quite subsided, now the face is targeted. The right, left, and middle parts begin to be exhausted by a fairly long nail stroke.

Aarrggh! I growled in annoyance.

Wearing the dress back on my body when it feels enough scratching activity. Push the toilet cubicle door, then get out of there.

A beautiful woman looks in the mirror in front of the sink. From his face, he looks not a native Maldives. More Asian, just like me. The woman is fixing her makeup.

I approached the same large mirror. Staring into my face that looked unnatural. Just imagine, red and small bumps like being hit by a snake. Need to emphasize again, it feels hot and itchy. Scratch for scratch I put again on my face. Holy hooch!

The beautiful woman glanced at him for a moment, then asked, "Do you have some allergy of something, Miss?"

I was shocked to hear his question. Slowly look at the question master. Didn't answer it and asked back, "How did you know ?

The woman did not answer, she smiled, then shook her head slowly. He pulled the handbag he had placed beside the sink, immediately taking something from there.

"I have an allergy medicine for you. Sometimes, I got an allergy like you, too." The woman stretched out her hand, gave the medicine to me.

I paused for a moment, widening my gaze with a narrowed look at the little thing. A little afraid of having to accept something from strangers. Although the medicine wrap looks familiar. Allergy medicine from Indonesia. Um, lest he's Indonesian. But, I shouldn't have received anything from a stranger, right?

That woman seems to know my doubts. He smiled his smile. "Oh, I almost forget. Let me introduce my self. I am Felicia. Just call me Fely, from Indonesia." The woman named Felicia stretched out her hand, asking me to shake hands.

I'm glaring. Meeting Indonesians in this country is very rare if not in the holiday season.

"Indonesian? Are you really Indonesian? It just so happens .. I'm from the same country as you." My eyes are still in disbelief. Although he is Indonesian, his face looks more like a foreigner.

Felicia nodded, grabbed my wrist, and put the medicine in my hand. "Take. I didn't mean to be evil," he said.

I nodded obediently, grasping the wrap of the allergy medicine. "Thank you for the cure. I do need this," I said, then remembered that I had not introduced myself, "my name is Sheryl."

Felicia smile. "It's nice to meet you. Sorry, I have to go. My son is waiting for me" Felicia said to me.

"Oh .. okay. Thank you for the medicine you gave me."

Felicia did not reply, she simply nodded, then inched away from the restaurant toilet. I was still standing in front of that big mirror. Sighing a long breath, while continuing to pay attention to the face that is not because of its appearance. Not long after Felicia left, I came out of the toilet.

I walked over to Baruna who seemed to still be enjoying her breakfast voraciously, sitting before her. Instantly, Baruna turned to look at me. Astonished to see the change in my reddened face and many bumps in sight.

"God! Baby, what happened to you?" tanyanya, rubbed her palm on my cheek.

"Allergy."

"Oh my goodness, honey. Maybe because of this shrimp?" Baruna looked very worried. "I shouldn't have ordered shrimp for you."

"Thank God. Good thing you brought it, honey."

I immediately took the antihistamine, and answered Baruna's question, "I didn't bring it. There's a kind woman giving it to me."

"Foreigners?" My husband's eyes widened to hear my answer.

"Said foreign, not foreign too, anyway, dear. Indonesian, beautiful. You should look at it and probably be tempted by the woman's charm." I teased Baruna while raising and lowering both my eyebrows alternately.

"So I'm allowed to torture you?" My handsome guy even teased me back.

Instantly, I cut keki. Just yummy! He's going to Malaysia with Nayara, I don't want to. Then, this again …. Who wants to be combined. Oooo!

I took a fork. Plugging one piece of steak that had been cut into pieces by him with the power of powerpuff girls, without any cue directly put it in Baruna's mouth. Ask him to stop talking.

Baruna kontan chokes. He coughed uncontrollably. I panicked and gave her a glass of water. Slowly the cough disappeared.

"I-I'm sorry, honey," I said, expressing regret.

However, my darling did not care and instead showed her cold face. He seems a little angry.

"Don't repeat it. You're outrageous, Sher. You're the one who fished first, right? I'm just following your wishes. You think I'm attracted to other women after chasing you for so long, huh?" put the fork and the butcher knife back on the plate. He doesn't look in the mood.

Oh, Honey! Ii'm sorry.

"D-yes." I just lowered my head. Feel very guilty.

Suddenly, he put out his smile in front of me. Again, extending his hand just to ruffle the top of my head over my long hair.

"Yes, already. Finish your meal. After this, we go back to the room to determine where else to go."

"Yes" I said with the same smile.

Fifteen minutes later, Baruna and I were in our room. Like any other newlywed activity, we combine love with no pause at all. Long enough on that king-size bed.

"I love you" said Baruna as she reached the height of her pleasure delivering the seeds of her love to me.

What is the seed of love? Yes, that's it. Should I explain it as it happens in the reading of adults today?

"I love you, too" I said with a slightly flushed and slightly warm face, but not a face caused by allergies. This time, the water shows how we enjoy the adventure from north to south of each body.

My priest immediately laid his body. He stretched out his hands for a moment and then looked at me.

"Darling, you want a girl or a boy?" her tanya was so serious as she continued to rub my stomach with her palm.