Wound Flakes

Chapter8. answers....

I could only be silent, and without me noticing that my tears were already running down my cheeks, I said in my heart, if this is just a dream let me sleep longer, then, and if this is real, I can really have it.

,, even though, I am not who.

,, of course.

,, even though I am not from a family that is.

,, of course.., he said.

,, even if I'm just a country boy.!,, yes...!,,

,, eemm.., he answered

,, although your family may disagree, and dislike me...,,

,, they like you a lot, he said.

,, how can you be so sure.!, I asked.

,, because I told them about you, said Arga.

,, so..you want to marry me.!, ask again.

and I nodded my head slowly, too,

indicating that I agreed, he stood up and grabbed my hand and immediately put the ring on my ring finger.

instantly I was surprised by the rapid movements of his lips already stuck to my lips, my eyes wide open, and the sound of applause from everyone.

not just a kiss but he******* my lips are soft, *******it feels soft but with a deep feeling, I closed my eyes because he didn't stop it.

maybe not for a minute we did it, but it was able to make my whole body feel very hot, my heart seemed to be about to be dislodged, and he immediately swallowed me while rubbing the back of my head.

,, thank you dear.., he whispered.

after the show ended, Dirga immediately drove me home.

,, come in, get some of your stuff.

,, what stuff, you mean.

,, am I that old, she said.

,, what.

,, stop calling me that.., Dirga said.

,, what is it like.., I ask.

I don't understand what he's saying.

,, I will be your husband, so stop calling me a father or a master, because I am not your boss.

,, babe...,,

,, what....,,

,, I can't do it.., I said.

,, then tell me one thing.., I said again.

,, what...?, father's age.., I said that still clumsy.

he looked a little annoyed at my words, he sighed while closing his eyes.

,, what is it very important.!, ksta Dirga.

I just hung my head.

,, forget it, you start today call my name ataw dear, no rejection.., said Dirga.

,, then I will try to try.., I said.

,, but, what does that mean by asking me to pick up some stuff.., ask me again.

,, from this day on stay with me.

,, what....?, I said in surprise

,, didn't you agree to get married.!, no...!,,

,, but we are not married.

even though he forced me to come with him a little, I still refused to come along.

he's allowed me to stay tonight, but tomorrow I don't want to have to go with him to stay with him.

I wanted to stay with him on one condition, before we were really married we would sleep in a separate room, Dirga initially refused it but eventually he agreed.

until I was in the room, I laid my body on the bed, in my head was constantly shadowed by the events I had just experienced.

in a day I immediately became the wife of someone who I had just seen for the first time, like a prince in the fairy world who suddenly came with white cravings.

but he's a prince driving a black car. As soon as I think of mom and dad, I think how I tell them.

derrr, sir,,

suddenly my phone vibrated, I saw the name of my bundle on the screen, I quickly raised it.

,, hello bun...,,

,, hello dear.., said mother.

,, yes, bun.