You are my Choice

KP M II section 58

"Tap really neat." chirps Rona when she found her husband was neat with a fairly formal dress, even though only a shirt with black material pants without the need to wear a tie, but not a tie, but for Rona it was too extraordinary especially the appearance of Darren who everyday dressed casually just a shirt and Hoodie and combined with jeans in the knee is not clear shape, the shape is not clear, wasn't the young man's daily appearance very different from his father's? who despite being at home will always wear clothes with a fairly clear shape, not torn like that.

Darren cupped his wife's face with anxiety. "I have to go to the office, baby!" with a funny mimic and then after finishing his sentence the young man even advanced his lips like a fish lacking water and peeked at the glance of red lips in front of him.

Darren took the jacket from inside the closet. "We're leaving now" he said as he sauntered outside the room.

"OK." said Rona who also took his school bag and then put HP and powder as well as comb mainstay equipment for teenagers his age, really the behavior of school children today.

Darren who was standing in the middle room to check his HP was accidentally hit by Rona who would always run if he felt he was waiting, moreover, the one waiting for him at this time was a young man descended from Aditya Erlangga who was famous for his impatience.

"Slow down Na." Darren's heavy voice warned the woman who had just hit him and was now standing beside him embracing the arms of the young man who today was very giving an extraordinary charm, the appearance of urakan alone is so awesome let alone an appearance like this? we can see that Rona won't be able to let her husband wander alone, but it seems that even with a heavy heart he must let Darren free from his supervision because the young man must work to support both of them.

"Let's get my husband on his way" said Rona with a look up face and a very coquettish expression.

Darren who had just finished pocketing his HP turned his head then with a frowning forehead held onto both of Rona's shoulders and shifted the woman's body until they faced each other.

Rona put on a confused look including when Darren was like a tool that was scanning himself with a gaze from the tip of his hair to his feet.

"You think school is like this?" darren asked Rona to pay attention to herself, looking down at her appearance, nothing was wrong, he wears the school uniform he used to wear and with reasonable shoes for high schoolers like himself, not the pointy shoes that are often worn by aunts dressed in menor.

Very natural and human, then what did Darren question mean just now?.

Feeling that there was nothing strange about her, Rona nodded. "Well, what should it be?" he asked again because he also did not understand what her husband was thinking. "Is there a problem?" connect Rona with the eyebrows that rise next to her.

"It's full of problems." said but it sounded like a grunt because when his mouth moved his legs also moved back into the room, a minute later it was back out with his beloved black Hoodie.

"Wear it!" he said he firmly gave the Hoodie into his wife's hands.

"Do you have to wear this?!" instead of immediately wearing the Hoodie, Rona's mouth asked a question.

Darren took a rough breath before speaking. "Your clothes are small, like a kind of kid!" snapped Darren who indeed found the curve of his wife so striking with a tight school shirt exceeding KTP. Darren was confused as to whether the woman had no trouble breathing in clothes that looked more like she was compressing her body.

"But this is ngetren Kak." said Rona but still according to to to wear Hoodie it coats his body.

Her lips continue to nag with the hand that is now moving eyeing the Grey skirt in Rona wear, the skirt that was once in Rona wear until the waist with nyolot Darren pull down, pull down, but in fact the skirt still looks very mini.

"Ck." clucking pissed. "There's another skirt that's more human than this?!" asked Darren with a savage eye.

Rona shook her head slowly, because indeed she only brought a set of school uniforms, and again Darren also let Rona wait for him in front of the room door while he went towards the kitchen, I don't know what the man is looking for now.

Darren returns with the scissors in his right hand, leaving Rona unable to do anything, waiting for her husband to do whatever he wants.

When her husband started crouching in front of her Rona could already guess what the man was going to do and the next second Darren started busy opening the sewn folds at the end of the skirt that Rona was wearing.

Darren got back to his feet after finishing his impromptu job that morning, feeling quite satisfied because the skirt already looked longer than before.

"Road now, I'm in bad luck" he said later, throwing scissors at the origin, which fortunately danced up on the table as it passed through the living room.

"Sister brother who made us bad luck." protested Rona while following the husband.

"Your clothes do it." ketus Darren without turning his head.

Rona could no longer answer but from the stomping of her feet could be ascertained that she was cowering with her husband, not now the skirt looks so ugly because the creases and stitches opened by her husband sucks it.

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