Our Marriage Life's
French Kiss

So Yeon crossed her arms, observing the perfect appearance of her husband in a plum-colored shirt, black material pants following her hairstyle comma that has been neatly arranged. He then commented on the big smile after successfully making Dae Han look more charming.

"Very handsome." His praise while glancing, made Dae Han seem to smile knots, then shook his head slowly. His wife can always make him feel calm and happy. Like now when anxiety surrounds his heart because of worrying about the results of the interview later.

Dae Han didn't return the compliment. He just stretched out a hand, reached for the wife's body and clenched her tightly. So Yeon replied with a tight hug anyway. A smile of relief never faded from her beautiful face that swept thin makeup. She kissed her husband's shoulder, inhaling the gentle scent of the man's favorite parfume. He only hoped that happiness would never be lost from the man he loved so much.

After about five minutes let silence cover them. Dae Han took off his arms, touched So Yeon's cheeks, then kissed her soft pink lips. So Yeon closed her eyes, hoping that the kiss was not just a short kiss. A little tongue-playing, lip-biting each other like most other romantic partners, would be a lot of fun, wouldn't it? Moreover, this past month the intensity of their meeting was very bad. But hope remains hope. Dae Han quickly turned his lips away, as if knowing the contents of So Yeon's mind, then blinked, looking at the wife who was grouching in disappointment. "Did you have the heart to make me look like a pervert in front of a senior lawyer later, huh?" Gurau Dae Han, made So Yeon throb and chose to shift her focus.

"I'll accompany you to the law firm." So Yeon finally raised her voice, removing the disappointment that her french kiss wishes were not welcomed by Dae Han. He hurried to take the sling bag on the bed, crossed his shoulder just like that, then rushed towards the living room.

"What?!" Dae Han cried in disbelief. He stalked the wife who was walking towards the living room, took a helmet on the shelf and put it on.

"Let's go." Take So Yeon ready with her casual outfit: a short-sleeved white shirt wrapped in a baby blue denim jacket and black jeans, makes Dae Han realize his wife's unusual appearance which has been hinting to come along.

Dae Han shook his head. He held his wife's arm to step towards the front door. "No. You can't come with me. You need to rest. Come on." Dae Han turned around pulling So Yeon's arm towards the room, asking her to take a break because later tonight she has to work again. During this month, So Yeon gets a night shift, eight hours is not a short time to stay up all night. Usually, if you go home, So Yeon will use her free time to clean the house for a while, preparing food after a long sleep until the afternoon. Afterwards, if lucky, he could welcome Dae Han home. But if luck does not side with him, he has already left for work at night because Dae Han took overtime. That way, of course Dae Han refused the woman's request. The health of his wife is the main consideration.

So Yeon rebuffs Dae Han's arm. "can't. I want to go with you, oppa. Know it? I'm tired of just seeing patients, drugs, and the like for a month. I'd like to take a walk for a while, please," his palms are linked to each other. "In addition, our needs are also exhausted," So Yeon scowled. He held onto Dae Han's two arms, then continued his sentence. "After the interview, we go shopping, okay? It's been a long time since we've been shopping together, right?" He still begged.

Dae Han could only sigh resignedly. "alright. But I'm gonna take the bus. Do you want to?"

"Why not?"

***

So Yeon firmly gripped the waist of Dae Han who stood as a shield in front of her. Dae Han's left arm clutched his wife's body, afraid that So Yeon might fall when the bus suddenly braked. The number 17 bus they were riding on was packed. Even many of the passengers did not get to the seats and chose to stand up as they both do now.

Dae Han looked calm with his right arm holding the grip handle. Restrain her body and So Yeon from falling.

So Yeon looked up a few times, looking at the face of Dae Han who seemed to have gotten used to this kind of situation. This made So Yeon conclude that her husband had often traveled by bus.

"We'll be there soon." Dae Han's words were soothing. He kissed So Yeon's forehead and rubbed her back several times.

So Yeon could only nod. The man was always able to guess his thoughts were hoping that they would quickly arrive at the law firm. The atmosphere on the bus was very stuffy, and summer made things worse. So Yeon repeatedly placed her head on Dae Han's chest, better to inhale the scent of the man's Chamomile than to have to inhale the smell of the other passengers mixed in.

Shortly after, the blue bus stopped, dropping off some passengers at a stop. Unfortunately, it did not change things too much, only an empty seat was available, it was next to a man sangar who looked creepy.

"You're sitting here, yes," Dae Han guided So Yeon a few steps forward, towards the empty seat available.

"Here?" So Yeon asked doubtfully. Although Dae Han also seemed suspicious, but he immediately nodded in response. There's nothing to worry about while he's there.

"Sit down, there's still about fifteen minutes left. I'll take care of you." Dae Han held onto both of So Yeon's shoulders, asking her to sit down. There's no choice but to obey, right? So, although reluctant, So Yeon put all her body weight on the chair, not facing forward, but facing towards the husband. He turned his back on the man in his clothes and sunglasses. While Dae Han did not seem too suspicious of the man. He just thought that guy wouldn't dare to mess around while on a bus like this. But the estimate was wrong, not even five minutes, So Yeon immediately stood up and shouted at the man with teary eyes.

"What are you doing, eoh?!" So Yeon cried suddenly, her face reddened, while her hands covered the back of her body covered in a denim jacket. His body trembled in fear. Dae Han immediately realized the situation without needing to ask further. He was disappointed, as he thought. So, without a shadow of a swing, he pulled So Yeon away, then threw his fist at the man. "You dare to mess with me, huh?" Shouted Dae Han. He was still firmly gripping the collar of the rogue man's shirt, then a second later raised his fists in a row.

"What am I really doing?" The man shouted while protecting his head with both arms. Dae Han stopped beating her, instead looking at the face of the jerk who was displaying a mocking smile, as if teasing Dae Han.

"Suck!" Dae Han muttered with his hands clenched back tightly to make his handbooks turn white. He pulled the man to his feet, then beat him mercilessly in the face. Unfortunately, the man did not remain silent, he did the same on several occasions.

So Yeon could only smother her mouth while crying, a few female passengers embraced her shoulders, calming down. She could do nothing while a few hands prevented her from breaking up a fight between her husband and the stranger. He could see Dae Han several times exposed to raw bogem to make him pushed back. But that didn't make him give up. His strength was too great, he was even able to shake off the big hands that tried to stop his brutality, making some passengers who tried to pull him pushed back. Dae Han seemed to lose his mind to find his wife the object of the abuse of the jerk man, so all he had in mind was to avenge his anger on the man, without mercy, giving calculations.

The bus stopped when things got messy. Some passengers forced the man down from the bus with punches and kicks from them, sending him running away. After that, the bus attendant asked Dae Han and So Yeon to come down as well because it had made a mess. As a result, Dae Han was forced to take his wife out of the bus to a park that he knew was in the Itaewon district.

Not caring for the strange gazes of the people around the place, Dae Han still clutched tightly onto So Yeon, making the woman freely cry on her chest.

After quite a long cry, So Yeon took off her husband's embrace, looking at the man's chaotic face with a sultry look. "Oppa is okay? You're hurt." He held Dae Han's face, there were several bruised strokes on the corners of his lips, left cheek and forehead.

Dae Han shook his head. His heart hurts more than those wounds of course. "Did that jerk touch you?" Her voice choked. Both of his onixes looked colder.

"Euhm." So Yeon replied, nodding weakly. A constant answer made Dae Han throw his face. Exhaling out loud the sign he was still wrathful. He knew what part the jerk touched, he didn't have to reinforce it or his heart would grow angry.

Dae Han closed his eyes for a moment, before finally raising his voice after feeling quite calm. "I'm sorry, after this, I won't take you away on the bus again."

"It's okay, it's not your fault, oppa," So Yeon said, holding her husband's hands together, saying that everything was fine. He's doing just fine. "Look! It's messy." Timpal So Yeon joked, he held Dae Han's cheek, then fixed the shirt that was sticking out in some parts. There was no response from Dae Han. Just a smile knot. He also tried to put the plum-colored shirt suit into his pants. It's not funny if he has to attend an interview with such a mess.

So Yeon guides Dae Han to sit on a garden chair under a shady tree. "Oppa, hold on a second, yeah." Pinta So Yeon, prepared to treat Dae Han's wound with the antibiotic liquid she had just taken from inside the bag.

Dae Han according to. He faced So Yeon completely. His eyes closed several times as the cold liquid touched his wound, leaving a stinging sensation after that.

"Is this sick, oppa?"

"Euhmh. Neomu appa - yo." Dae Han replied while grimacing in pain.

So Yeon chuckled softly. He should not have to ask questions that already have a definite answer. Dae Han indeed could not endure the pain, no matter how small the wound he got, he would always complain to him as if he was getting a terrible wound. So Yeon still remembers well a few months ago before they officially got married, Dae Han who likes to skateboard once fell to cause his right elbow injured. There were only a few cuts, not even blood coming out of them. But Dae Han frantically came to So Yeon, complaining while holding her elbow firmly. Ask So Yeon to treat the wound immediately before it becomes infected. Very inversely proportional to what happened just now.

After finishing treating the bruise on Dae Han's face. So Yeon turned to tidying up the man's hair that looked messy. "Is that law firm still a long way off?" Tanya So Yeon interrupted tidying her husband's hair.

Dae Han nodded, "Yes, about ten minutes away," a second later, Dae Han's facial water turned serious again, he held onto So Yeon's hands. "But..is it true that that jerk just touched your waist? It's not..." Dae Han did not continue his sentence, his voice as if stuck in the esophagus.

So Yeon chuckled, then immediately added to Dae Han's truncated sentence. "My ass?"

"Is this funny?"

"No, I mean, the man was just touching my waist" So Yeon replied, trying to stop her laughter from seeing her husband's serious look.

"Really?"

"Euhm, how would he touch my ass if I had already parried his hand, huh?"

Dae Han was seen exhaling a sigh of relief. "Thank God." Mumbled. "After this, we go by taxi only. I'm sorry I can't take good care of you."

So Yeon shook her head. "No, it's not your fault, oppa. I'm the one who forced you to go with me."

"But..."

"Forgot just that, oppa, I'm really fine. Besides, don't you trust me if that guy hasn't touched my ass yet? Do you need proof, oppa?" So Yeon asked, her eyes squinting at Dae Han teasingly.

"D-aniya..." Both of Dae Han's black beads widened perfectly.

There was laughter after that, So Yeon was fond of flirting with her husband in this way. How can Dae Han believe that his ass is still a virgin besides checking it out?

"Euhm," So Yeon nodded. "Do you want to prove it straight away, huh?"

"D-aniya..." Dae Han's birthday stuttered. "How do I prove that?" Added despair. His eyes moved restlessly making So Yeon laugh more and more.

Not wasting a chance. So Yeon increasingly aggressively teased her husband, changing the atmosphere that was originally frozen to liquid instantly.

He brought his face closer to Dae Han's face, very close, making men uncomfortable just in case anyone saw their romantic scene in a public place like this.

"What are you doing? Chagi-yeah..." Dae Han exclaimed in excitement. So Yeon is really reckless. Luckily, there were not many people in the area, the time still showed at 10 a.m, not yet time for lunch or at least this is not the right time to relax outdoors in the hot summer sun of late July which even reaches 33 degrees Celsius. More than that, So Yeon did not care, they were officially married, no one had the right to stop her act of flirting with her own husband.

So Yeon's face was getting closer, she could hear Dae Han's breath hunting. "Chagi-yeah... " Dae Han is still trying to resuscitate his wife. "We're gonna do a french kiss at home, okay?"

So Yeon stopped the action of bringing her face closer, raising one eyebrow as if she had thought of Dae Han's offer just now. "really? Are you gonna check my ass too?"

To be Continued