Unexpected Marriage: UNEXPECTED MARRIAGE

Chapter 93: One Bed

“Enough for yesterday, tonight I want to sleep on the bed comfortably,” said Jeremy, he even directly spread from being kicked or expelled Marsha again.

“Sleep, sleep with Om.” Marsha chooses to sit on the sofa, she stares at Aprilia's gift check and thinks when is the best time to melt it.

Jeremy turned his back on Marsha, it looks like the man's body was crumbled. Until the massage from Nova's maid alleviates the pain and makes him relax. Without changing clothes and cleaning his body, Jeremy slept, even when Marsha was still not sleepy.

The girl chipped in annoyance, doing what she used to do before going to bed at night. Marsha washes her face, doesn't forget to change her clothes and take off her lice. He fell silent, staring at the breastplate that Nova bought specifically with the embroidery of the name.

“What fashion company does not want to make new interior products? like a bra or twinkle pants so that if the lights are turned off like disco.”

Marsha nodded to herself, she felt the idea was brilliant. He intends to convey his idea to the fashion company.

After finishing the night before bed, Marsha began to hesitate. Should he sleep in the same bed as Jeremy, or on the sofa as what the man did yesterday.

“Ah .. for what, not funny ‘kan if I tomorrow gout like he was," muttered Marsha. He finally got on the bed, pulled out the blanket and closed his eyes.

However, there had not been five minutes of Marsha opening her eyes again. He felt the coldness of the AC stroking his skin, even though he was wearing a blanket. What if Jeremy gets cold and has the flu in the morning? So thought Marsha, but instead of moving on to take the AC remote, she preferred to share a blanket with the man, until Jeremy who had fallen asleep turned over, Marsha swallowed the saliva. Jeremy's face was so close to his.

“Jeez he is indeed handsome,” muttered Marsha. Thumping also his heart saw the face of om-om who sometimes patiently faced him, but sometimes also emotional soul.

“Wait! is he holding on?”

Marsha doesn't believe her, until Jeremy throws his head into her chest. The man even smiled when he hit the chest which he always said was nothing.

“Why is he smiling? Is he having a dirty dream?” mumbles Marsha. He was as strong as he could to get rid of Jeremy's hand, but the man even more tightly hugged him like he thought he was a bolster.

Marsha finally resigned, she did not care. Most tomorrow morning Jeremy will be surprised if he wakes up in a position still hugging him.

However, Marsha's mind was mistaken. When he opened his eyes in the morning, he could not find Jaremy on the bed. She remembers sleeping last night hugging her husband. Marsha wakes up, turns her head left and right, but finds no Jeremy in the room.

“Is he ashamed and running away? That guy!” Marsha grumbled, until she almost got up to the bathroom. His eyes glared at Jeremy sleeping on his stomach below.

“Uncle Jeramy!” marsha shouted, she jumped over the man's body then crouched down next to him. Marsha patted Jeremy's cheek repeatedly while continuing to call out the husband's name. “Why can Om be below? Did Om faint? how'this?"

Panicked Marsha instantly fell silent, she even sat down because Jeremy was awake and conscious.

“You kicked me again, MRT!”