Bride Substitute Dictator
CHAPTER 87 | Finding Your Substitute
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Visual Milo:
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Milo walks with Aran, Aran himself only follows where Milo goes because indeed the person he wants to meet in this office is Milo himself.
"When did you get to Denmark?" tanya Milo holds Aran's hand when crossing the road because their destination is a restaurant across the street Milo's office.
"Every night, I flew from Australia here actually with Bang Aren but he still took a job in Duda Salah Kamar novel," replied Aran cengengesan.
Milo smiled then rubbed the head of the person who was like his sister but somehow Aran still call him Om.
Though the distance of their age is now quite far adrift, it did not take long for the two of them to arrive at the restaurant, after arriving there, after arriving there, Milo and Aran immediately take the table and order food on the waiters.
"What do you want to eat?" ask Milo to Aran.
"What if you can rice cock vegetable oil" replied Aran who made Milo scare his eyebrows.
"Huh?" milo asked confusedly. "What food is that?".
"Sit down" replied Aran bellowed before Milo. "When you can, Flour fried with vegetarian beef."
"Other than that?" milo asked confusedly.
"Bakwan," replied Aran who this time really made Milo shake his head understandably.
Milo wants to be surprised but this Aran, he actually became a duplicate of his mother's Pineapple, at least the presence of Aran makes Milo who is in his lowest point a little entertained.
"Where do you know all this food from? As far as this food is in Indonesia." asked Milo staring at Aran.
"And you go back there, Mother Pineapple bekasi, Papa Thony Melbourne, her son Ondel-ondel," replied Aran who made Milo pat the eel.
He forgot that before settling in Melbourne, Anthony's family first in Indonesia more precisely in bekasi.
Milo smiles at Aran's reply then returns remembering that today he has severed his relationship with Tapasya which makes the smile on his face fade.
"Omm? Why is that pouting?" aran asked which made Milo raise his head.
"No, no" replied Milo who made Aran pull both corners of Milo's lips and made him smile.
"Well, it's cute" said Aran, who made Milo smile for real.
Now that their eyes looked at each other and made a moment of silence, Milo looked at Aran's face that was smiling innocently at him.
Milo took a deep breath, he looked at Aran's face once more. "Om just falling down, it's hard to stand up."
"But Om isn't dead, is he?" tanya Tapasya held her chin with both her hands.
"I mean?" ask Milo who made Aran stand up and cupped Milo's face.
"Om, that Om kayak, Living of the edge, the one who always falls but never dies is great, so even if Om is in the Lowest Om, Om should be able to get excited," obviously Aran is back to fixing his sitting position.
"J-so?"
"Any spirit anyway, Aran gabisa if wise Om, later readers think Aran possessed if wise," replied Aran.
Brak!
The sound of a table shake makes Milo and Aran stare at the source which turns out to be Tapasya, Milo stands up and stares at Tapasya.
"He who?" tanya Tapasya pointed at Aran.
"It's none of your business, we have no relationship anymore" Milo replied.
Aran himself was speechless, he was in a position that knew nothing and was still innocent in this state.
"Milo, I'll fight."
"Slowly, I've buried all of our love, I've walked down a rocky road, and somehow I fell on a flat road, I don't think there's anything else to fight for." it was clearly Milo who made Tapasya look at him nanar.
"Why? Is it because of this girl?" tanya Tapasya pointed at Aran.
"Eh! Defamation!" push Aran cross his hands.
"Yes! If so, why?" replied Milo in a high tone.
"Huh? What's the boss story?" asked Aran confused.
The deg!
Tapasya fell silent, her legs trembled limp and looked at Milo who seemed to no longer care about her. "B-but why?"
"Because I've found your replacement!" milo pulled Aran's hand closer to him. "You don't believe it?"
Milo immediately pulled Aran's head and gave a kiss to Aran so that the lips of the two of them were intertwined in front of Tapasya who rounded the eyes of disbelief.
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