
He was standing next to the door. "Fine."
"Yes?" Owdie.
"Can't you have fun in front of me? I'm single, unmarried." Owdie told me.
"There is no need to give such an affirmation to my wife, Owdie." Husband responded.
"Huh. Otherwise, I'll eat the heart myself, Rain," Owdie replied.
"Haha. So get married quickly. Don't wait to die." My husband just made the mood worse.
Jeez ... they?!
I can only see them. Turning to the right and to the left, alternately see the two who mutually agree. I don't know why they're so happy to have a mouth fight in front of me. Like there's no obligation at all.
"Hey, you're so arrogant! It's getting married!" Owdie was also upset.
"Yes, dong. There's been a result. It's." Rain rubbed my stomach.
"Eh, that's it." I realized that this situation would not end because no one would budge between them. Then I mediate and let them in both. "We're in, yuk." I'm taking my husband. "Come, Brother!" I also let Owdie in.
I saw the two of them looking away from each other. I don't think about the two of them always fighting. Have they always been like this when carrying out organizational tasks? Sometimes I'm a kepo myself.
"Ara, is there anything refreshing to drink?" asked Owdie when he reached the living room of our apartment.
"There, Brother. Wait, Ara, get it for a minute." I also took a drink.
"Darling, no!" Husband withholds.
"Why?" many wonder.
"Owdie's been great. Let him take it himself. You just serve me." Rain kissed my hand in front of his brother.
"Geek! I think I'm gonna puke!"
Owdie also put on a nauseous face to see our affection. He went to the kitchen to get his own drink. My husband is so happy.
Honey, I have to admit that you suck sometimes.
I smiled at the tall man in front of me. I just hugged her from the side while inhaling her scent. I miss him so much after a few days without seeing him. And for some reason, my desire suddenly wanted it. Could this be called longing already craze?
Ten minutes later...
I'm wearing a negligee. At home is always wearing a negligee to feel more relieved and not sultry. However, if anyone comes, I immediately cover it with a cardigan or a thin sweater as a vest. It's not good to see his arm when there are people. Moreover, that person I have never known before. My husband wants a lot of it anyway. He asked me to cover my whole body outside. But unfortunately, I have not been able to fulfill it.
I am nineteen years old. But since half a year is not here, this year I am even twenty. My husband is twenty-eight. We were about eight years old. Pretty far away, isn't it? But what is called love sees nothing.
I was looking in the room, waiting for my husband to come out of the bathroom. He said he wanted to take a shower before taking turns with Owdie. I waited for him in the room and saw the development of my stomach. The little guy misses his dad. He couldn't wait to see his father.
"Where's your mom going, honey?"
My husband opened the door after taking a shower. He was just wearing a white towel. The drops of water that fell from her hair were so tempting to me. How not, his body is very masculine with stocky curves all over his body. Moreover, his stomach was like a torn bread. Appetizing to the eyes.
"Mother to market, dear. So I just waited at home. My mom took me. But I'm lazy. I still want to read books." I'm being honest with him.
He walked over to me. For some reason when he walked over to me, my heart was a dag-dig-dug. Like remembering something that happened between us before we got married. Does he want to ask me now? I saw it was almost eleven in the afternoon. Are you going to play in bed?
"Smart." That's what he said when he was in front of me. "You don't have to do hard work, honey. Just relax, yeah. Reading books can also. But, what book did you read?" askinya.
"Oh, that. History books on Turkey" I replied immediately.
He put his face to my ear. "I guess the kamasutra book," he said, which amused me.
She smiled as she showed her little teeth. I admit that my husband never changes. He's always as perverted as ever. Not on approach, not after marriage. Much the same. He is second to none.
Honey, don't lure me. I've missed you so much. Do you mind if I ask him now? What about your brother? Want to be taken for granted?
I speak for myself in my heart. Dare not say it directly. "Dear." I immediately embraced him. "I want to be carried," I just said.
I breathed in her scent. I kissed the surface of his chest. I put these two hands around her waist. I admit that I miss him so much. I would love to go back on my honeymoon. But pity also the fetus that is in my womb. Surely he will not be able to sleep well because he is always disturbed by his father. Who else if not this rain.
"Let's go, yeah. There's still Owdie here. Pity if he waits. I can't play fast on that." He said it like that.
"Ih, you pervert!" I also pinched his stomach.
"Hey, fuck your husband. Is it natural for me to pervert to my own wife?" He asked for a defense.
"Em, okay. I give up" I said, not wanting to continue.
"Wait, yeah. There's something I need to talk to Owdie about." He kissed my forehead.
I'm nodding. He also wants to wear his clothes.
"Darling!" Before I could open the closet, I called her.
"Yes?"
"This one wasn't kissed?" I pointed at my stomach.
"Gosh ..," He patted his own forehead laughing. "Sorry, unthinkable."
He approached and knelt in front of me. And then he put his kiss on my stomach. He rubbed my stomach and kissed me again. He loves our baby so much. His hard work is now bearing fruit. Not in vain always grow crops at every opportunity. We will soon be the happiest parents in the world. I can't wait for his birth. Hopefully everything is smooth without any obstacles.