Not my Choice Husband
Part 29's. Of jealousy?
"Deliver!" ketus Nira when her hand was gripped tightly by Arka when she wanted to get out of the car. Currently both of them are already in the car after Arka said goodbye to Rita's mother and brought Nira home.
"We're home!" said Arka firmly.
Nira then leaned on the car seat with a manyun mouth. "This guy is always willing. Maintain parentheses until starving, with no apologies at all. And now, forcibly play people home." grumbled Nira in a voice that only she could hear herself.
For a few minutes they were silent to each other. And the time Nira stared at the full search of Arka who was focusing on driving.
"Why?" asked Arka, realizing that from earlier Nira looked at him.
"What did you say to my mom, just now?" ask Nira. She wondered why after that, her mother looked so happy.
"You want to know?" asked Arka, and Nira immediately nodded her head.
Arka swung her index finger for Nira to get closer. Nira also just complied and brought her ears closer next to Arka who was focusing on driving.
"I told you, I bullied you on the bed." whispered Arka.
"What?" Nira widened her eyes in disbelief. "You're crazy!" exclaiming Nira while pushing Arka's body from the side.
"I'm crazy. You want to know my madness again?" tanya Arka who slowly unbuttoned her suit even though she was currently holding the steering wheel.
"Do you want what?" nira asked in panic, her hand trying to open the car door but locked. He wanted to jump out before Arka did recklessly, even though the car he was riding in was still running.
Oh my God! Dubai basic! What does this jablai widower want? Don't tell me he wants to, inner Nira when Arka has taken off his suit. Make Nira's heart stop in place. It felt like she had fainted right then and there, before the dubai raped her.
"Dubai, don't mess around!" snapping Nira as Arka leaned her body towards him.
Nira closed her eyes with both hands crossed in front of her chest. "Eh..?" nira's eyes opened and looked confusedly at the Ark suit that was now on her lap.
I thought he wanted to,, huh,,,? Ah, the base of your brain is Nira. Inner Nira in the heart.
"Why has your face changed? You're disappointed that I didn't mess with you?" asked Arka with a thin grin on her lips.
"Si, who's disappointed? Dubai is crazy!" exclamation Nira.
Arka who from earlier got the dubai designation from his wife again immediately snapped Nira's stubborn head.
"Awww, sick, Ark." Nira snorted in annoyance while rubbing her head.
"Should I say how many times? Don't call dubai, because I'm not a widower nor am I a jablai." explained Arka firmly. "If I hear it again, you'll know what punishment awaits you."
"understand?" ask Arka. Nira just nodded her head.
"Really?" Arka drew her face closer, looking near Nira's face.
"I, yes. Really, I'm not lying. I will not repeat it." said Nira then throw her face to the side to decide their gaze.
Somehow Arka is very satisfied to be able to prank Nira like this. Seeing Nira's frightened face, became an entertainment for her.
"Hmmm..." Arka simply replied with ehem ria.
"This I give back. I'm not cold." said Nira, handing the suit to the owner.
"Wear that suit!" arka commands with her heavy voice. He forgot that he was annoyed at Nira because his wife dared to wear a tight shirt that looks on his shoulder in front of other men. Coupled with Nira's long jeans torn on her thigh. Arka himself did not know what type of clothes and pants his wife was wearing.
Nira raises next to her eyebrows while looking at Arka in wonder. I don't know what's on the guy next to him.
"Wear that suit!" arka commands again, with a rather high tone.
"Why should I wear this suit?" nira asked, putting the suit next to her.
"You...." Arka who was getting irritated and then pulled over his car.
"Wear it!"
"No!"
"Wear it!"
"No way!"
There was a fight between the husbands. At the end, Arka put the suit on forcibly.
"Arka, what's wrong with you?" tanya Nira who is now wearing a suit owned by Arka and certainly very big on her body.
Arka returns to run her car and Nira herself can only sing her lips.
"Don't let go!" arka said when she saw Nira about to take off her suit.
"Oh my God! It's really uncomfortable, Mr. Arka." said Nira, grunting in annoyance.
"Oh, are you more comfortable with exposing that body? You're more comfortable in your tight clothes? You're more comfortable wearing those torn pants? And, are you very comfortable showing it off in front of another man?" cecar Archa.
"Or, did you intentionally get that guy interested in you?" sindir Arka's.
"Men? You mean, Ba.."
"No need to mention his name!" Arka interrupted Nira.
"Oh, my goodness. Are you jealous?" noda Nira's. "Partially who is showing off the body, my people are still fully dressed" Nira said with a mocking laugh.
"Who is jealous? I'm just teaching you how to dress covered." elak Arka. "Don't wear that shirt again!" arka's orders.
Nira looked at the clothes she was wearing now. She currently wears a short-sleeved sabrina crop top that does accentuate her smooth shoulders. Isn't that okay? Many women wear them. Why in front of Arka, is this a problem?