Married Hot Duda
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Doctors say, Nanda allergic contact dermatitis. The adhesive content on the plaster makes Nanda skin irritation. Nuga admitted, Nanda's skin is soft, smooth, and chewy, as if paper alone can make it scratched.

Not dangerous, but pretty awful. If you know cold water compresses can relieve, of course Nuga will do it so that Nanda does not continue to feel itchy and want to scratch it.

They were out of the hospital at four in the afternoon. After confirming Hima—'s position and state as usual, Nuga's car left the hospital.

"Why buy takoyaki, would you like to?" When he almost reached the typical Japanese restaurant Nuga subscription, he glanced at Nanda who was still silent and threw away his face.

Nanda shakes.

"The queue is long, come in. Look around, who knows if there's anything you like." He relented. He has relented to the most terrible point. Second time after Arum and Hima.

Nuga exhaled a rough breath. Again, he must be patient.

When stopped at the parking lot, Nuga opened the door for Nanda even though Nanda did not change position at all.

"If you don't go down by yourself, I put it down and carry it all the way inside." It was a flat sentence, but it managed to make Nanda tremble. Nuga always keeps his word, right? But Nanda was indeed a stone head, so she kept quiet. He will weigh his body until it is difficult to be shifted later by Nuga. He's not small, he's 48 kilos. Definitely heavy.

Nuga sighed softly, apparently Nanda was trying her seriousness huh?

At the blink of an eye, Nuga's hands were already behind Nanda's legs and back, holding Nanda tightly to Nuga's chest. As if without strength, Nuga raised Nanda.

"Om like maksa, um!" Nanda thrashed, but Nuga still hugged her tightly. Nanda's lips are reddish because she uses the ombre technique to color it.

"Aren't you the one who wants to be forced?" Nuga smiled amusedly. "You sure you don't want to be carried first time with your husband?"

"No! What the hell?" Nanda drops his body when Nuga takes it off. "Still pissed too."

"Let's just say we're dating, rich you want." Nuga finally gave up. He was wrong. "What do you want, I'll do."

"I'm not Hima, yes, Om!" Nanda was really not interested. He was still offended by Nuga's words earlier. Why the hell, Nuga always accused him of being aggressive? He could not kill the trait that Nuga said was aggressive. It was all spontaneous, when the beloved was in plain sight, when his heart was overjoyed, when everyone looked down on him, Axcel was there, supporting him, sharing stories of joy and sorrow. It's only natural that he vented and shared that feeling with his lover, right?

That aggressive? Jeez .. It's really colossal and ancient this widower, yes!

"I don't need the persuasion Om, I don't need a date or anything that Om thinks is ridiculous!" Nanda turned his head, his face still angry, furious. "Om think it's all enough to replace the feelings I'm hurting because of Om?"

Nuga stared at the clear eyes that indeed looked right how much Nanda's heart was very sick.

"Om outrageous!" Nanda's cry broke, then Nuga rushed to grab her in an embrace. "Om evil!"

"More hard hitting it, honey .. Don't stop." Treating Nanda like Hima, Nuga caresses and kisses Nanda's broken hair. He calmed down like a father's attitude to his sulking son. Gentle and loving, until Nanda completely stopped crying.

Slowly Nuga released a hug, then patted Nanda's cheek with both hands. "If the cry looks like Hima."

Nanda scowled, while throwing away his gaze. Nuga who is like this, makes Nanda misbehave when she looks at him.

"Already, yes .. don't sulk anymore. Yes, I was wrong and exaggerated earlier, to the point of offending you. Next time, I'll be careful if I joke with you, Mama Hima." Nuga smiled as he rubbed under Nanda's wet eyes. But the crying woman was sexy and seductive in Nuga's eyes.

So he pulled Nanda's face closer to him. Stealing a kiss that's more intense, and peppered with a little affection, okay?

Nuga was very anxious about this girl, you see.

Nanda was initially confused, but already .. enjoy it. How Nanda's feelings were confounded by this old widower. A little warm, a little ignorant, then romantic, then flat rich ironing board. If there was no sense of security from the grandmother's terror, Nanda would have been reluctant to stay here.

Hesitating, Nuga grabbed Nanda's nape. Besides this open place, she also had a little bit of it. Yeah, how ...? Last night he could say ordinary, because his goal was only to tempt Nanda, but now. Nuga baper.

Nanda complains a little because he lost the fight for oxygen with Nuga, so Nuga immediately realized and released himself.

"Down, yuk .. trus we take a walk." Nuga held his hand. Positioning himself as Nanda's lover, just as Nanda wanted. All so that Nanda doesn't feel like she's losing a moment. "Watch and eat a lot."

"No, ah .. just go home!" Nanda closed her lips, her gaze a little strange. Seemed uneasy looking at the front of the restaurant.

Nuga's forehead is wrinkled. Why even go home? Don't let it, Nanda understood the deepest desire of his heart huh? Or maybe, Nanda felt?

"Pesen takoyakinya manyin, Om .. later I same Hima want to watch while snacking. We promised to see Spyxfamily together." Nanda turned his head, making Nuga instantly limp.

"Oh, my goodness .. Kirain is still sprained!" nuga's pretext. And his face is very clear if disappointed. Insolent indeed.

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Oleng though mepet, yes ... try 4 chapters every day, well .. because the rest of the seneng-sen-ja nih, itung-itung replacein Rega whose content is sad mute. It's happy-happy yes🤭