Chick Intern And Duda Cool
Chapter 22 Feed Part 2
“Happy break, yes sir. I want to go home first.”, said their driver. This father did not live in the Kuswan family home. The house is only a few blocks different.
So he usually comes in the morning around 7 and goes home at night. He went and went home on a motorcycle. Only Bi Rumi and Pak Satpam stayed.
“Iyo Sir. Hatur Noah, yes. Do not forget the wrapped food is given to the child and wife. Hopefully like.”, Kuswan did not forget to wrap some menus in large quantities for the driver and his family.
“Pa, Ma, Sorry. Dinda went straight upstairs, yeah. Dinda kebelet wants to go to the bathroom.”, said Dinda hopes to dart quickly into the room to exterminate the lingerie from her noble bed, Mr. Arya.
“Pake bathroom under aja, Din. Do not forget to drink the juice first to neutralize seafood - seafood earlier. Than twice up and down.”, said Inggit pulling Dinda's arm towards the kitchen.
“Eh?.. but ma, Dinda must..”, Dinda's hand kept being pulled by Inggit. He can't fight.
“Pa, Mom. I put the suitcase on top first yes while putting the laptop too. Fear of forgetfulness.”, Arya said following behind her.
“Ma.. That's why I can go upstairs, ma.. I also have to. ma.”, Inggit seems to not heed Dinda's words. He pulled the girl into the kitchen.
Arriving in the kitchen, Inggit immediately said with a smile, “Din, lingerie you did not move, right? It's there, right? Let Arya see. Arya happens to be tomorrow off leave.”
‘Not in the closet anymore ma, but already in bed. Finish my history with this.’, bathin Dinda resigned.
“Ma, so grab the ga?” juice, said Dinda limp.
“Ga please, tomorrow only. My mom's stomach is still full. Go upstairs, take a clean shower, put on a lot of perfume. Don't forget the lingerie is used yes, dear.”, Inggit immediately look towards his room.
“Mama. Why pull here if not so drink juice. Mampuses.. How nih...”, said Dinda half muttered. No one could hear him because everyone had already darted into his room.
Dinda walked up full of was - was. His steps were slow, when he opened the door he was also careful while peeking.
“Ngapain Din, enter the room kok rich maling?”, out of which direction of the wind, Ibas has just arrived to see him enter the silent room - silent.
“Haha. Another prank practice scene in drakor earlier.”, these days, Dinda and Ibas are quite close. Ibas is very supple, it only takes a few days for him to be familiar. Even he has memorized that Dinda likes to watch Korean dramas.
“Don't forget, her ML scenes are also practiced, yes.”, ledek Ibas.
“Sorry, my spectacle is the spectacle of your not rich boy. Where there's a scene ML her. I'm going to bed.”, Dinda went in and closed the door.
“I think you're your bunny boy, Din. Turns out I was wrong.”, Arya sir arrived - arrived already behind him. Shirtless. She was holding one of the few lingerie that Dinda forgot to put in the closet.
He lifted the lingerie with one hand then twisted it in the air.
“Engga Sir, it ... it.. what yes.. Ouch. hm.. I can explain, Sir. So, yesterday.. Yesterday it was..”, not to mention Dinda finished her sentence, Arya immediately took a deep sip of that lip.
I can't imagine how surprised Dinda was. His body that was already tired and sleepy was unable to resist the attack arrived - it was.
Pak Arya's treatment is like a textbook chapter whose level of difficulty and variation is increasing.
Their first kiss at a wedding. This time it was just ‘cup’ for a few seconds. It feels more like two skin sticks.
The second kiss, Dinda felt something strange. Even though he was conscious and not, the lips grabbed him. Although only the outside, but Dinda can feel the sweet and tenderness. It was also what made Dinda so shocked and trying to let go.
Unknowingly, he followed her. When Dinda's breath runs out, then she realizes what Arya has done to her. Treats that make Dinda worried. He either accepted it or rejected it. Although Dinda's brain said no, but his body seemed not to want to refuse.
“You have set the bait, but do not want to be responsible? Then why the other day did you reject me?”, Arya said as she shook the lingerie in her hand.
There was no response from Dinda. He was busy breathing. He was also ashamed of what had happened.
“Mama asked to buy that, sir. I forgot to put it in the closet.”, Dinda directly walked past Arya.
Dinda wants to go clean and sleep. The kiss had confused her, who she was in Arya's eyes. Is it true that she was only considered a comforting woman as she said that night? The woman that when Arya wants to wear will she wear. Then, easily ignored.
Is Mr. Arya just gonna fuck her. When he gets bored, he leaves? Dinda doesn't care if she gets divorced. Nor is he hypocritical with wishing for more than this marriage.
From the beginning he knew where he was. He's not on par with Mr. Arya. But, if he was banished after Arya sir was satisfied using it, it would be the worst humiliation in Dinda's life.
On the contrary, Dinda also did not hesitate to give up entirely to these men as long as he was serious about their marriage. But until now, Dinda has not seen that. This is what makes Dinda feel uncomfortable getting treatment - such treatment from Arya.
“You sure?”, Arya turned around and pulled Dinda's arm back to face him.
“Don't you've decided to dedicate your body to me?”, said Mr. Arya.
“Pak I beg you, do not demean me like that.”
“I do not demean you. I only charge what is rightfully mine. Your body. Once I finished reading, isn't that the first time I should get? I've told you many times that I've been married. My love is used to my ex-wife. Even if I remarry, I'm only after your body. But you continue this marriage. Now I ask, why do you want to marry me?”
Dinda again intends to dodge, he takes some lingering lingerie on the mattress and moves towards the closet. But Arya quickly pulled her arm again and dropped it on the bed.
“Pak, I beg you, give me time to digest this all.”, Dinda said while crying. He could not stand the treatment of Mr. Arya who was like venting something on him.
Dinda's choked cry of success made Arya a little shocked. Still in gripping fashion, he was trying to find a lie in the girl's eyes. No, he didn't find a lie. He just found fear.
“Arya.. It's dear mama. May mama enter?”, Suddenly the sound of Inggit from outside the door of the room. Inggit immediately opened the door by reflex because it was not locked. It has been so often before. Instantly he forgets that Arya is married again. The scenery in front of him, successfully made Inggit surprised. He felt sorry for bothering them.
“Ups, sorry! Yes, I continued, baby, mom, I'm sorry. Part of the door do not forget to be locked if you want it soan.”, said Inggit closed the door again while wiping his chest. I hope that his shock disappears.
On the other hand, Dinda tried to turn her face so that Inggit did not see her crying. Arya who dominates her body with her burly chest successfully makes Inggit can not see Dinda's face. From the direction Inggit stood, he could only see Dinda's hair, as her head was covered by Arya's burly arms.
Inggit immediately went down the stairs to his room. He just wanted to deliver Arya's phone left in the car. Bi Rumi who found it while searching - look for Inggit's bag.
“Pa, you know what you saw? Papa must not believe.”, said Inggit excited when he was in his room. Kuswan still seems to be reading a book. What he usually does if he has trouble sleeping.
“Arya want mmm same Dinda, Pa.”
“This mom, her name is husband and wife yes so.”
“Ih papa is not cool. Yes mama wants to sleep, mama wants to tell tomorrow to Dayu. My mother would like to thank me for her advice. Arya wants a goal-in tonight, Pa. Mama can't wait to nimang grandson.”, said Inggit while hugging his roll. His eyes closed while still smiling.