The Effects of Early Marriage
19 Wolf Girl

"Freya, tonight your family will come, we will have dinner together, this is a dress for you," Elya put the white dress on the bed. The girl stayed focused on her laptop. His hands were skillfully typing, occasionally smiling pias with what he was working on.

Elya sighed, then went outside without waiting for his daughter-in-law to respond, because she knew it would be a waste.

Not long after Arby entered, he immediately sat on the sofa next to Freya, he saw Freya was reading an article about one of the universities abroad.

The clock has shown at seven o'clock in the evening. The others were already preparing in the living room, while Freya was still busy herself with her activities.

It was not long before Freya's parents and her sister's brother arrived.

"Where's freya?" ask mama.

"Try calling, Ar."

Arby nodded, he went straight to his room. He opened the door and saw Freya reading a book.

"Why are you still here and not ready? Your family's here, huh."

Arby is really grumpy with Freya who doesn't care about her, it's really desirable that she******Freyya in the real sense, unfortunately she's not a cannibal.

"Down down, if I don't kiss, no."

"Don't fuck around, man!"

"Eat him down!"

"Bodo is very."

Arby closes Freya's book.

"Let's get off!"

"No."

"Down!"

"No."

"I kissed you, yeah!"

Arby pushes Freya's body into the bed, she brings her face closer to Freya's face. But before his lips touched Freya's lips ....

"Arrmgghhhv ... Freya, slow down, sick anjir!"

"How's it feel? Yummy, right?"

"Mahhh ...."

Elya hears mysterious voices from her son's slightly open room. From now on they had been waiting for Arby and Freya, but the two did not come, finally Elya followed Arby to his room.

"Aauhhhh ... Fff ... Frey!"

"Stop Frey! There will be a scar and red."

Are they that way again, huh? thought Elya.

Elya knocked on the door of Arby's room, but the ones inside were of course busy with their activities.

"Nuu ...."

Wait, they're done, huh?

Elya leaned his body against the door a little, he forgot that the door of the room was not tightly closed, staggering him inside.

He sees Freya sitting on Arby's belly, her body leaning forward, more precisely to Arby's face.

"Arrrggg's sick, Frey!"

Elya cleared his throat, making the two young men look at him.

Arby immediately pushed Freya's body, making the girl bounce to the floor.

Brugh!

"Sick, bego!"

"You think my neck doesn't hurt, bitten by you. You wolf chick!"

It turns out they fight, because again the process of making children. Disappointed, me!

"Already, already. You're waiting downstairs, get down, yeah!"

Arby glances sharply at Freya, while Freya slips her tongue at Arby.

Arby and Freya end up going down side by side, but not together. They're mutually lyrical, maybe looking for intersections to encourage each other. Freya did not come down with a dress given by Elya, she only wears knee-length shorts with her flagship sock, her face looks judes.

"You how you doing, huh? How come you never come home?"

Ami approaches Freya and wants to hug her, but Freya steps back and turns her face away. Freya knew that they were only looking face to face in front of Arby's parents.

They are in the dining room now.

"Yes, get some food for Arby, dong. Learn to be a good wife!"

"Yes, don't forget to prepare bath water and clothes for Arby every day. Serve your husband well."

Mute mode.

"Yes, pour some water for Arby!"

Blind mode.

"If you want to go anywhere, do not forget to ask permission, salim his hands when saying goodbye."

Sleepy mode.

"Bla blah blah ...."

"...."

"Bla blah blah ...."

"...."

"Bla blah blah ...."

Eerrgghhh. Without a word he immediately left the dining room towards his room.

"Freya, you come home sometime, yes, to the house."

Freya paused and without looking back, she said, "Since I was kicked out of that house, I've sworn that whatever happens I will never set foot in that house again. So you don't have to pretend to be nice to me, honourable ladies and gentlemen!"

Freya set her foot back, leaving the people in the dining room stunned by the girl's words.

Freya again locked the door to her room, then tuned the song out loud.

In the dining room, Arlan and Wildan looked at each other. They spoke through the eyes, there was tension between the two, but none of them spoke up.

While Arby was busy with his own thoughts, occasionally he let out a heavy sigh. Until when all this will happen, he thought.

The girl's getting louder.

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Arby clucked in annoyance, again he was driven out of his own room. He then asked for a spare key to open the door to his room. He saw Freya who had slept well accompanied by a song that was very loud, he immediately turned off the song before his eardrum was damaged. Arby goes straight to the bathroom to clean himself up, after which joins Freya in bed. Don't expect him to budge and choose to sleep on the sofa, this is his room.

The two men could not sleep with the herd. They kicked each other even though they were done unconsciously. Their sleep is not beautiful. The position of Freya's legs is above Arby's stomach, while Arby's arm is above Freya's chest.The two wake up because they feel something heavy is on their bodies.

They looked at each other for quite a while, then resumed their sleep without any quarrels. It seems like both of them think that they are dreaming and misunderstand, even they justify their sleeping position. Freya made Arby's arm her pillow, while Arby made Freya her bolster.

It was raining heavily, making the air even colder. The two close together, Arby's breath felt on Freya's face, making the girl a little amused and muttering softly but not to make her wake up.

Arby himself also felt a gust around his neck, making him squirm slowly, but not releasing a hug from the bolster of his life.

Both of them slept well.

The sun began to reveal itself, its translucent rays through the curtains making a glare. Arby started to move his body, the movement made Freya wake up. Their eyes are equally open.

"Cnrpggghh ... Fucking arby, you pervert. What are you doing, huh?"

"But there are also you who have said anything to me."

Freya pounded Arby with a bolster. Not wanting the events of last night to repeat, Arby now pushes Freya tight and sits directly on her stomach.

"Shut up, no!"

Freya wants to kick Arby, but Arby has already locked Freya's legs. Both of Freya's hands were held by Arby.

"You want what, huh?"

"Practice becomes dracula" replied Arby casually.

"Basic crazy!"

Before Arby brought his face closer to Freya's neck, the door had been pushed.

"Arby, Freya .. Are you still sleeping? Not going to school? It's noon already. What else makes a child, huh?"

Arby and Freya looked at each other, as if they were digesting Elya's words that were still on the doorstep.

I don't know what they digest.

A school?

It's noon?

Or make a child?

What day is it, anyway?

Gawat, it's Monday. They saw the clock on the wall.

"Arrgggghh .. it's nine!"