
Hanz looked at Ara who was now standing looking vibrating in front of him sharply. He deliberately did that to intimidate this girl. And it seems like Ara was really scared. Secretly in his heart he laughed amusedly.
Since then he has done a lot of things to prank Ara, ask for a drink, ask for sungiin, ask for incandescent, ask for in the fan even though there is ac, ask for a drink, and many more things do not make sense as long as he is satisfied to see Ara seems to obey all his requests. Why did this girl not obey yesterday when she was about to touch? Does it have to be wretched before he wants to and fears like that?
"Why stand there? Sitting here. You have to take care of me," her command made Ara step closer with her face down.
"It feels cold, put my blanket up," he ordered again.
Actually Ara felt strange with Hanz's request was very wishful. It was so hot that it asked for fanin, now it's cold that ask for the blanket on the boardin. But she kept quiet, she still felt guilty about Hanz's accident and she was still very worried about her husband's health. He thinks it might be the effect of the pain so Hanz's mood is not good. And again, as long as Hanz is currently a nanny, so naturally the man chased her like that.
Ara immediately raised Hanz's blanket, which was only limited to the stomach, to the chest. But after that the man still mumbled coldly.
"It's still cold. Help warm me up." Ara was confused as to how to warm Hanz. But finally he understood, in rubbing his hands then touch it to the face of her husband makes Hanz look closed his eyes comfortable. Ara smiled happily to see it, it seemed like this method was powerful.
But moments later Hanz opened his eyes and looked at him in protest. What was? Didn't it seem comfortable.
"It's still cold" ketus Hanz makes Ara clumsy. He no longer knows what kind of way to make Hanz feel comfortable and not cold anymore.
"I don't know how to warm you anymore" said Ara feeling guilty.
Hanz grinned happily, this is what he had been waiting for. He immediately shifted his body slightly to the side and left space next to him.
"Sleep here, hug me" Hanz ordered, banging the spot next to him. But the order instead made Ara look at him dumbfounded. Is that natural? Hanz is sick, what if he accidentally nudges her later?
"Don't you sir."
"Why?"
"How will I nudge master's wound?"
"Here, I say here yes here.You must obey my orders. I'm your master" Ara sighed.
"This man is narrow, his bed is small. Just fit one person."
"Are you the same as yourself or me?"
"Sama sir, because I'm sleeping hard. Look at the same hand of your head, how if I accidentally hit it, you can be in pain," said Ara worriedly.
"Either if the same kasian I mending you nurut or I will die of cold later."
Ara was silent not knowing what else to answer. He breathed a sigh and then nodded despite the weight.
"Here you lie with me."
Ara complied, then lay down next to Hanz and pulled out a blanket for the two of them.
But lying down like this with this narrow distance with Hanz made Ara's heart beat, he was afraid that Hanz heard it.
Ara swallowed her rough saliva. I don't know why it's this big. Never had he slept this close to Hanz even though back in the villa they had slept one bed.
"Sir if you feel uncomfortable say sir," said Ara who tried to normalize herself and the atmosphere that suddenly seemed awkward between them or indeed only she felt it.
"Aren't you uncomfortable?" Oh no, is Hanz aware of his nervousness?
"I'm normal, sir."
"But your heart is beating so hard. You nervous near me?" Hanz teases Ara.
"No, sir, I'm not nervous. Oh yes, sir wanted to be hugged. I-I'll hug," said Ara, switching the conversation. But he did not know that Hanz actually grinned happy to hear his words.
"But now that the cold is like you, your body feels like it's shaking once. What if I just hug you?" Ara gulped her saliva in shock hearing Hanz. How could Hanz offer something like this to a nanny? Was her husband really this playboy without her knowledge?
A few seconds later Ara had already felt her body pull against Hanz's body. The man wrapped his hands around his waist and they were so close or could be said there was no gap between them. His heart was racing stronger, his chest was getting stiffer and many times he had gulped his saliva nervously.
Hanz buried Ara's head in the chest of his field and he grinned his head between Ara's neck to breathe in the vanilla scent of Ara's body which always succeeded in making him rustle and his desire rose up whenever near his wife as now.
Goddamn bum! Goddamnit!
"Ara," called Hanz in a hoarse voice.
"I-he is master," replied Ara nervously.
"Can you feel it?"
"Ra-feel what?"
"Feel my little brother down there."
Ara again sipped her saliva. He did not expect that Hanz would talk to him this frontally. Though Hanz knew he was a nanny, if it was a maid or other nanny who was here, would Hanz still do the same to them?
"Tu-lord, it-it... I don't understand sir," said Ara trying to lie even though she actually knew what Hanz meant, she could feel it without Hanz saying it. But for him it is better to pretend not to know or will be dangerous if they continue to discuss this. At the moment, the man's memory is lost and he doesn't even know when Hanz will recover. As the doctor said, it could be permanent and he didn't think he would be able to deal with it.
But Ara felt Hanz growling annoyed at her answer. What's wrong with her husband? Did the accident also take some of his sanity and turn his attitude into this pervert?
Although he knew that before Hanz sometimes like to look for opportunities for him, but he was still happy because Hanz did that to him. But now? Although it was her, but at this time her status was not a wife, but again she had to remind him that she was a nanny in the eyes of Hanz. Does a nanny sleep with her master like this?
"Well, if you don't sleep. Don't move like that."
Yes, because Ara had a lot of movements because he was agitated near Hanz. But she did not know that it only further provoked her husband's desire to develop.
"But I can't sleep, sir, I'm afraid that later if I sleep I'll hurt you. If you're not cold anymore, I'd better sleep on the sofa, sir" said Ara, looking up and slightly loosening Hanz's arms so she could see her husband's face, but Hanz quickly disagreed.
How could he let his wife sleep on the sofa without a blanket and be cold all night? No, it's better that he endures the pain if Ara nudges his wound than he lets Ara sleep on the couch.
"There's no blanket."
"It's okay, sir, I'm fine without blankets, I-I can't sleep here with you. I'm afraid of hurting you and I'm uncomfortable."
All right, Hanz breathed his resignation.
"Then bring my blanket. You're the one who wears it," he said, making Ara shake her head quickly.
"Don't sir. Master is sick, it should be you who wears a blanket. I'm fine sir without a blanket."
"Then don't sleep there, you can only choose between the two choices I give you."
Ara also breathed a heavy sigh. If she sleeps on the couch, she can let her husband get cold like that. Hanz is sick. But if he's here with Hanz, he's afraid he'll hurt her. But there was no other choice, he would rather sleep there and stay up all night so as not to hurt Hanz.
"All right, I'm sleeping here, sir." Hanz smiled happily at Ara's decision. Well, that's exactly what he expected.
"But you don't move much anymore. I'm so tormented by that." Ara who did not know what Hanz meant was actually nodding quickly, she thought Hanz was in pain because he was moving.
"Alright, now that you are asleep," Hanz's orders then draw Ara back closer to him and immerse his wife's head in the chest of her field then hug her back tightly. He just wanted Ara to sleep as soundly as possible tonight.
But Ara felt this was wrong, right now her circumstances were upside down. It was precisely Hanz who seemed to be guarding her and like protecting her, even though it was her husband who was sick.
"Sir, are you really not cold anymore?"
"No, sleep. Don't worry about me."
The night passed. The moon changes with the Sun already rising above the sky. The two humans were still soundly asleep while both hugging each other.
It turns out Ara's promise not to sleep that night was still not able to do. How not? Her husband's embrace was so comfortable that he could not refuse to drown in enjoying it. Even the morning had not he ignored his presence anymore because his subconscious like to say that he did not want to leave this comfort. He always wakes up in the morning on time.
"Leno, see aunt Ala and uncle?"
"Hm-s."
"We said mother yuk?"
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