GIRL IN RED
CHAPTERS 170. WANT TO ENJOY YOU
“Emir! You took my marriage certificate but you blamed me for not keeping it right. The emir! You're evil!” Arimbi moved her hand to her husband's shirt and clutched her tightly.
He was quite rude when he pulled his clothes with both hands. Arimbi behaved like before when he left a mark on his body.
At that moment, an unsuccessful button was opened falling to the floor as Arimbi tore his clothes off. The Emir thought that his wife was very rude but he liked her! My woman is very impressive with her skills in martial arts. He even crippled the bodyguard of Dion Harimurti, he thought.
“Arimbi! You're so slow. Show your sincerity!’ exclaimed the Emir who saw the movement of Arimbi who only played his hand touching parts of his body. While the shirt he wears is no longer shaped. I don't know how many shirts Arimbi torn when he wanted to make love to her husband
Arimbi observed her husband's body carefully, “Darling, where is the sign I gave you yesterday? There's no more. I think I should replace it with a new one.” while speaking, Arimbi lowered his head and bit ferociously on his left shoulder. The Emir took a breath holding back the pain, but he endured it and did not push Arimbi aside.
“I'm guilty of knocking you unconscious and taking your marriage certificate the other day.” The Emir admitted his mistake.
“Are you worried that I will show off the marriage book to everyone?” arimbi Smabil pursed his lips.
The Emir remained silent before replying, “I don't mean to think of you as my wife after signing those letters.”
Therefore, he did not want others to realize that they were married, so the safest way for him was to keep his own marriage book.
“Alright.” replied Arimbi. Arimbi still remembers if the Emir had previously said that the reason he married her was to torture her. But he only tried it once and made Arimbi diarrhea. After that the Emir stopped everything.
The man actually showed his compassion and let her off the hook. “Arimbi.”
“Iya?” Arimbi felt that the place where he had just bit her looked like a deep bite mark and was scratched because he bit her hard.
“Arimbi! I'll arrange a fancy wedding for you.”
“Thank you, dear.”
His expression was hard to read, "You don't need to thank me. We're both married so you really don't have to be polite in front of me,”
“Sick huh? Sorry yes baby, I bit you strong.”
“Iya.”
“If it hurts, why don't you make a sound?” ask Arimbi. She wrapped her hand around the Emir's neck to prevent him from touching her because he didn't want to be aroused.
“If I speak, will you stop?” asked the Emir smiling. Then his hand went forward and gently squeezed the chest containing his wife.
“No. I'm still gonna bite you and I'm gonna bite you harder. That's the only way for me to vent my anger!” reply Arimbi.
“Then, why do I scream in pain?”
“Emir, I'm glad you're willing to arrange a fancy wedding for me. But I would be much happier if we could continue the ceremony with you standing by my side.”
The Emir spoke in a low voice. “At last you still noticed my disability.” then lowered his head to prevent Arimbi from seeing his expression which would later create a misunderstanding that he was currently quite sad.
“Emir, I don't care about your deformed legs. You have a chance to walk back so why should you miss that opportunity? I did all this for you but you always think bad. If I notice your disability, I won't even touch you at all, let alone kiss you.”
The Emir remained silent.
“Sayang. Stop feeling upset okay? My hope is that you can live a happy life every day and smile at me every day. You look good when you smile, but I only let you smile at me and not at other women. Understand?”
“You're arrogant once!” emir said in a low voice. As the Emir raised his head and Arimbi noticed the Emir's facial expression did not seem upset. He opened his eyes and caught something. Then she pinched her face gently and angrily, “Emir! You tricked me again.”
“I have nothing to say that I'm upset. You said it.” Emir. At that time, Arimbi hugged her back and enjoyed the feeling of having a warm body in her arms.
“Arimbi, I will definitely regain my mobility. But it won't be easy and it will take time. I need time and perseverance to complete physiotherapy as well. If you want me to stand by your side when we do the wedding ceremony, we better postpone our wedding.”
Arimbi remained curled up in his arms and his voice sounded very soft, “I don't care if our marriage is done now or in the near future. I don't care if you're still in a wheelchair. All I hope is that you can stand by me as we celebrate our first wedding anniversary. Oh yes, dear. Wouldn't it be better if people thought you were still disabled?”
“What? You mean?”
“Imagine if you can stand as normal again as you used to when we had a wedding, I can't imagine my battle with your adoring women. But, if they see you still sitting in a wheelchair at least they won't be as affordable as that. Aye?”
“Iya. There is a point in your words this time too. Tumben you're smart.” tease Emir.
“Honey, come on. Your wife is smart. You're the only one who doesn't know.” Arimbi laughed softly.
“So you agree we have a wedding in the near future? Then I should finish my gift list for you soon.”
The Emir lowered his head and kissed his ears. Arimbi saw the floor there was a shirt torn in half and smiled, “Honey, you look so sexy and I'm so horny. Can I just admire it or can I enjoy it?”
The Emir pursed his lips in response and remained silent. “Arimbi! You are an irresponsible wife! You tore my clothes off and undressed all my clothes. Now what do you want?”
“Hehe. I'll be polite to you, I ask if I can enjoy it?”
“Basic shameless! You usually pounce on me first. Why now ask permission?”
“Oh! My dear emir. Quickly tell me why are you so excited to enjoy? Am I that good, baby?”
“Cih! So arrogant! I hope you don't regret it later.”
The Emir ripped his wife's clothes off and then pounced on her favorite area and squeezed her, making Arimbi sigh. She wrapped her hands around the Emir's neck, not knowing when all her clothes had been removed and torn in return for her husband. “Sayang.” Arimbi's voice was heard in the busy Emir's ears on his wife's chest.
“Push me to bed.” Emir said. Arimbi got off her husband's lap and pushed the wheelchair towards the bed.
Arimbi helped the Emir up on the bed, but the Emir pushed him to the ground under the man. The two touched each other, so the sound of***** and the whim both sounded filled the room.