Dasha Taran's
marsha charade

Dasha got off the bed, she walked slowly towards the small table beside the sofa taking her books to read them. He will read to relieve his boredom. The chains on her feet really made Dasha uncomfortable, making her footsteps heavy.

Dasha went back up to bed, putting down some foreign language learning books as well as logic books and the business world and books on how to play stocks. Dasha does a lot of collecting books in her room at the Taran residence and in Leon's apartment. Likewise in the D'club and its branches, every private room of Dasha. Must be designed with his own desire with a book collection room, because Dasha really likes to read books and her curiosity about something makes her read and learn things that make her curious to the roots. Foreign words that he just heard will be searched on google to find out what the meaning of the word that feels foreign that he just heard to the roots. His curiosity is very high. And who only knows the habits of Dasha only to three friends.

"Logic is derived from the ancient Greek word ⁇ (logos) which means the result of the consideration of the mind expressed through words and expressed in language. Logic is one branch of philosophy."read Dasha "Haiss... Why am I reading this page? I've read it a few times" said Dasha lazily

"Damn it, if I knew that bastard guy would lock me up. I'm going to fly overseas or if I can't, at least I'm going to stock more books. And without a cell phone, how could I look for an unsatisfactory answer in the book I'm reading" grumbled Dasha

"Well, I'd better continue reading books, learning Italian! Not that I will often go to Italy because in italy there is already a branch of D'club" Dasha said choosing an Italian language book and then read it.

It has been 1 hour Dasha learned Italian language and has changed position several times while reading, occasionally grabbing his hair irritated and stomping his legs in chains because he felt uncomfortable reading and he felt annoyed when he did not know how to read and pronounce. If only his phone or laptop existed, surely he would not be in trouble, thought Dasha.

"Wait? Isn't Mike bloody italy!? She speaks Italian? Stupid can definitely!"dasha said to herself and hit her own head slowly.

"Hisses... If he was a good husband and not my enemy, I would definitely learn with him alone. That's more practical" said Dasha scowling put her rough book into the middle of the bed with the other book, then she lay down and covered her body and closed her eyes with her bent face.

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"Would you please come back, I'm afraid Dasha's misunderstood" said Marsha bowed who was sitting in a wheelchair in front of the sofa now sitting on Mike. "You can't be alone in a situation like this. I'll have Gio bring a personal nurse for you and accompany you here" Mike said

"No-no, that... That's very troublesome. I don't want to trouble you guys. It's not necessary, my friend will come to accompany me" Marsha said quickly. Mike smiled thinly

"I don't feel bothered at all" Mike casually flicked his shoulder "And why did he suddenly call me master?"said Mike raised his eyebrows next to his

'Dasha! Don't blame me, you gave me a triumphant inner Marsha path, considering that Dasha would do what she accused Dasha of

Marsha lowered her head, playing her finger "It's not the Master himself who doesn't like it if we underlings don't call you master!?"marsha said softly, "I remember, Dasha once said. So I.."suggam Marsha was faintly heard by Mike. Mike clenched his hand. 'What's wrong with that crazy woman?'mike was upset

Marsha glanced at Mike's fist, she grinned. Mike must be angry, Marsha thought.

Tok tok tok tok

"Let me open the door. Maybe it's Gio." said Mike

Cklek..

"Hmm, you wait for me in the car." said Mike turned in leaving Gio still at the door

"I'll go back to the office, someone will come here to accompany you. Eat it." said Mike serving food brought by Gio

"Hm... Thank ye. Sorry to bother you" Marsha said

"No problem!"mike said "ha?"marsha is confused because she does not understand English except the language she now uses since childhood. In contrast to Dasha who mastered several foreign languages, especially English, Dasha was very proficient.

"You why?"said Mike. "mmm... I'm sorry, I don't understand any other language you're using." said Marsha

"No problem? That's English. Doesn't the school start time exist? There's no way you don't understand" Mike chuckled

"I didn't get to high school." said Marsha looking at Mike "You serious?"mike said in disbelief, the article Manson family is not that poor to send marsha

"Why? Dasha alone is currently continuing her education at a renowned university!"said Mike

'I got it out and I don't want Marsha's inner school either. "I... I gave in to Dasha. Dasha's school of high school entry cost him quite a lot. From the clothes and care can be said from the upper class that exceeds the expenditure that should be, he is very spoiled. I can only look and succumb to her pleasure I also succumbed because I am a sister" Marsha said pitifully anyone who saw her would be fooled by her innocent face.

"So, I hope you understand Dasha and don't be rude to her. He had never before felt the harsh world of his life in the Manson family. No one dared to yell at her and all her wishes were fulfilled to the fullest, and that's why she hasn't cried since she was 14, maybe she's forgotten how to cry" Marsha said, In his heart Marsha was very satisfied with his theatrics.

"We consider Dasha's tears very precious to come out" Marsha said smiling happily, but in Mike's eyes her smile showed pain

'And from now on, I'll teach and make him remember how to cry and suffer like you'in Mike staring at Marsha's sympathy 'What is the Manson family stupid? How can they choose love. Even Marsha is better than Dasha the fox woman. And Marsha, you're too naive, you're too good for that woman! Stupid little girl's inner Mike stared at Cassian Marsha

'don't blame me! Blame your fools never refute an accusation Marsha's inner triumphant

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