Battered boyfriend
Being dragged away, Darren was puzzled, however, one thing is for sure his missus is definitely unhappy and it has something to do with him. Once in the car, she just sat down and crossed her arm while pouting refusing to talk.
Darren looked at the clock and they still have one hour and half before lunch time break is over. Since, she doesn't want to talk about it, he might as well just keep quiet. He drove them to a nearby restaurant and once arrived she looked at him quizzically.
"Lunch?" he asked.
She harrumph and refused to get down. So, I guess no lunch then, said Darren in his mind.
He drove towards his condo then since its nearby and this woman of his is showing tantrum for god knows what reason. The best way to deal with this is silence, plus his Ji Yu once mentioned that his father once said, "women get the last word in every argument, anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument."
Once arrived his place, she finally spoke up, "Where are we and why are we here?" her tone had a hint of irritation. In fact through out the journey, she was cursing him for not even concern about her outburst. Didn't he know she was angry?
"Let's go, once we reached, you'll know where we are going," he said without giving her any chance to reply.
She had no choice but to follow him from behind. This man!
Once they arrived, he keyed in the password and let her in.
"This is my place, the password is the date we declare our love, next time if you want to come here, you can let yourself in," he said casually.
Her face blushed red, the anger in her heart dissipated a little.
"Why would I want to come here?" she spluttered. She reminded herself that she is still angry.
"I'm hungry, you want anything? I only know how to cook instant noodles if it is alright with you," he said still ignoring the fact she is acting cold.
She wanted to decline his offer but her stomach has a mind on its own and decided to protest before she could say a word.
He smirked before heading to the kitchen. He decided to prepare two bowls of noodles. He watched her scold her stomach at the corner of his eyes. She scanned the simply decorated room. It seems he did not put much effort to decorate or personalised the space. It is void of any personal item. Even the walls are bare.
He seems to be someone who is neat and clean because the house is shiny and not a speck of dust can be seen. Her thoughts were abruptly stopped when she saw him coming out of the kitchen with two bowls.
He placed the two bowls of steaming hot noodles on the dining table. She quietly went to sit across him. The instant noodle was simple with some sausages and egg in it. She took a bite and her noodles, to her surprise it was well cooked, the noodles were springy and cooked at the right temperature. Even the soup was just nice, not too thick and at the right dilution. They ate the noodles in silent. He cleared up the table and decline her offer. He knew she grew up with maid doing the household chores and she may not even know how to hold a cooking spatula. To him it did not matter because he does not mind doing the house work chores. Women are meant to be protected and pampered.
He switched on the TV for her in case she'd be bored waiting for him. Once he is done cleaning, he changed out of the clothes he was wearing and he sat beside her while pulling her into his arm. His arm landed just above her bosom.
She pushed him away trying to create distance but he pulled her back everytime. Finally, admitting defeat she nestled in his embrace. She wriggled a few times to get find a comfortable position, and finally with one of her arm across his chest, she settled down. She then pinched him hard at his waist to vent out her anger. She knew with her strength against his thick skin, she could hardly hurt him.
"Why do I feel, I am at a losing end in this relationship?," he lamented.
"You dare?" she pushed herself up against his chest.
"You are always pinching me, aren't I just a battered boyfriend? Now that we haven't even marry, you already dare to do so, imagine if we were wedded, won't you act more extreme?"
In a dramatic tone, he clamped his leg hard. And place on if his hand in his crotch as if in protection.
"That will only happen if you decide to play around and take that thing out freely to other women," she said in a warning tone.
"Ah, then I can take it out and show it only to you?" he said excitedly.
"En" she answered absent mindedly.
Once she realised what has been said, she covered her mouth in shame. Her face all red and cute.
"You scoundrel! I am already so angry yet you ignore me, now even tricking me to say such vulgarity," she said while punching his chest lightly.
"What have I done? Why don't you tell me what have I done to cause you such displeasure?" he said while pinching her nose, not even afraid of her.
"You told Ji Yu we were going to the hospital!" she complained.
"I did. As my boss, he has the right to know my whereabouts during working hours, I left earlier than the supposedly lunch time plus in my line of work, I am not conform to the usual office hours, as my girlfriend, you should have known that right?" he answered without any guilt.
He wanted to say to her "plus you did not mention to keep this a secret" but he decided against it. This would make the situation worse as if he is pinning the blame on her.
She lowered her head, to realised his words are nothing but the truth and it is just her who had been over thinking and over reacting. He could see her expression had softened and that she is already feeling guilty. He is glad that with him, she allows the myriads of emotions to be on display.
He lifted her chin up forcing her to look him in the eye. Her appearance was so enticing that the moment their eyes locked, he could not remember what they were arguing about and all he wanted is to swallow her whole. He yanked her body closer causing her to straddle him and he pressed her back closer to him while he leaned in to capture those thick luscious lips with his own thin lips. She saw the burning passion in his eyes and she felt she was drowning in his gaze.