Unexpected Marriage: UNEXPECTED MARRIAGE

Chapter 134: What Do I Want to Repeat?

Marsha followed Jeremy into the room, she really did what her husband wanted. Marsha who feels indebted has been determined to repay the good of the husband by obeying whatever the wishes of the man. He asked Jeremy to sit on the closed closet, deftly washing and rubbing the man's back with soap.

Don't think Jeremy's going to be strung round, it's just your imagination. The man was wearing shorts, and was now laughing happily as the wife massaged his back gently twisting.

"She, this is just the name of Soleha's wife." Jeremy chuckles a little.

However, because of the satirical praise Marsha was upset and instead hit her back to complain. Marsha watered her feet and washed her hands with water from the shower before opting out while advancing the lips.

"Had, don't take a long shower later in the wind," said Marsha.

The jeans worn by the girl looked wet despite being rolled up. Jeremy suddenly thought of buying Marsha's shirt.

Using his index finger and thumb, he narrowed his eyes as if measuring his wife's height from a distance.

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At night, the wife who was good because she felt indebted helped the husband change the bandage in the stomach. Marsha has been told Kimi how. He deftly removed the adhesive and gauze that had stuck to Jeremy's stomach. The girl asked her husband to stand while he sat on the edge of the bed.

Slowly Marsha gently rubbed the former surgery before gluing a new gauze.

Jeremy is awkward, he holds a T-shirt that is raised upwards while secretly stealing glances to Marsha.

"Here, now sleep! rest up!"

Jeremy pulled down his shirt and said. He climbed on the bed and tilted to the right side so as not to press the wound on the left. Marsha who sleeps on her right appears busy playing mobile phone, until Jeremy secretly staring fixed.

"Yes, how big are your pants?"

Marsha who was busy stalking social media Zie immediately turned a confused look.

"Pants? What is the size of the pants? Secrets!" marsha replied with a sharp tone.

"How about a walk and shopping to the Mall?"

Jeremy offers the idea and is immediately rejected by Marsha without thinking. "No, you still can't move much, unless you want to go in a wheelchair" he said.

Marsha exhales from the nose and puts the phone on the nightstand. He flushed down and found a good position to be comfortable talking to Jeremy. The girl pulled the bolster and made it a partition between herself and the husband.

"Well, if you don't want to, I don't want to go for a walk, unless you're cured."

"Are you worried about me?" search Jeremy. He pulled both corners of his lips and continued to look at the face of this nineteen-year-old girl beside him.

"Sure, I'm afraid something's happened to brother."

"What if I don't survive that day?"

"Son what the hell," said Marsha. His face had been bent like an old thousand dollars. "If you don't survive, I don't know what to do."

"Said Mami you cried all night beside my bed, what are you crying about?"

"Sister, what else?" cut Marsha with pawed lips.

"Why are you crying over me? wouldn't you be free if something bad happened to me?"

Slowly Jeremy lowers the bolster that becomes their barrier without Marsha knowing. The girl seems angry and even wants to turn her back, but Jeremy first holds back by holding her arm.

"Are you starting to like me?"

Marsha could not answer. He was confused, is it possible? his fear of Jeremy dying is a sign of liking.

"I don't know," Richie's daughter replied quickly, before Jeremy straightened his back and grabbed his lips at a glance.

Marsha glares. He could only blink repeatedly in shock. His chest was even pounding incoherently.

"Did you like it now?" jeremy Goda.

"Did you just kiss me?" ask the unbelieving Marsha just got her first kiss from Jeremy.

"Do I want to repeat?"