Dasha Taran's
divorce request
At 7 pm, Dasha woke up to see Mike who was still sleeping soundly, whether since when Mike slept beside him.
'Is there concrete on my head,? my vision even rotated. It hurt so bad'd Dasha squeeze her head.
Dasha got out of bed dragging her still-chained legs towards the bathroom.
"Master, let's get up and get out, otherwise you'll explode with your car"
"Hey damn what are you doing ah. You want to die, ahk.."
"Sorry And marry me, I'll take responsibility" Mike lashed in his sleep, faintly heard in Dasha's ears who had just come out of the bathroom and grabbed a glass on the nightstand.
Deg/
Dasha whose intention was to gulp down the water she held when she heard Mike's familiar sentence in her ear.
'Did I hear wrong?'inner Dasha stared blankly at Mike who was still closing his eyes
His legs suddenly limp, forcing him to sit on the floor. "No... No, if it's Mike's guy that night, I can't, No. I don't want to be tied down any longer with a ruthless demon like him" Dasha said in frustration.
"What are you doing?"Mike asked me when he woke up, leaning on the head of the bed, staring at Dasha.
Dasha raised her gaze, "Devil" Dasha looked at Mike. Mike smiled slantingly at Dasha's words. Dasha hates seeing a smile that is so disgusting to her.
"Punish me now" said Dasha slowly staring blankly at Mike.
"Are you crazy?"said Mike. "PARTICULATE ME.. YEA.. I'M CRAZY I'M CRAZY."yelling frustrated Dasha.
"What if I don't want to?"mike looked down at Dasha who was sitting on the floor next to the bed.
Dasha took a deep breath, trying not to be provoked
"What's my fault?"lirih Dasha, "It's your fault because you're pregnant" Mike said.
"If that's the reason, let me go, divorce Me. You can spread it to the public if I betray you, your name is kept clean" Dasha said.
"It's not that easy Miss Dasha Darold, I don't take the humiliation you've given me, marry me and conceive a baby of uncertain origin and so easily throw all responsibility at me. Does the man who impregnated you not want to be responsible?"mike said as he pleased.
Dasha's patience was really tested by Mike.
"Yes, the man who owned me promised to take responsibility, and married me. But I don't want to, never will. He's a jerk and I don't want to live with a heartless demon guy" Dasha said, staring hostilely at Mike, "what's wrong with your gaze?, You're like seeing a guy that just impregnates you" Mike's brood threw Dasha a pillow.
Bhukk..
Dasha stood up exerting her power to throw Mike back with a pillow.
Bhuk..
"You're challenging me?"said Mike sharply
'Chagrin... I still have the strength and not as weak as that not to repay you'in Dasha.
'I swear to you if you were a man that night, my baby's biological father. May you suffer, crave and experience nausea, I want you to suffer through my baby's inner Dasha smiled at Mike.
"You mute?"annoyed Mike, he wanted to grab Dasha, but somehow it was very difficult.
Tok.. Tok
Klekka...
Dita's in for Dasha's dinner and pregnant mom's milk. Taken a little surprised to see Mike, he thought Mike in the next room was resting.
"Where's my part" asked Mike, "Sorry sir, I don't know if you're here" said Dita bowed respectfully.
"Curtain, quickly get my share here" asked Mike,
"Good sir"
Dasha who was about to put her first wedge into her mouth suddenly stopped, "Who told you to eat?"Mike snapped, Dasha raised her eyebrows "what's wrong?"Ask Dasha.
"How dare you eat first" upset Mike basically wants to eat with Dasha.
"What?. What do you mean, Mr. Michelle morrone."press Dasha.
Not long after, Dita goes in to bring dinner for Mike, while Dasha has lost her appetite.
"Now you can eat" said Mike scooping his food, Dasha just sighed.
"If you don't finish your meal, don't expect you to get it again" mike said. Mike smiled faintly glancing at Dasha who was eating her food in annoyance.
Dasha took a sip of her pregnant mother's milk.
'Weird, why am I never nauseous again, cravings? Lastly, when you want an Italian food in Dasha, the reason is that the pregnancy is still running 3 months.
"Never mind" said Dahsa, vaguely heard Mike.
the couple forgot about the previous debate that discussed divorce. (no intention of the war:)
Dasha glanced at Mike who was sitting leaning on the head of the bed while reading his book. 'so at home here'in Dasha Sinis.
Dasha who was still feeling a little dizzy, went back to sleep in the bed.
"You're learning Italian?"mike asked a faint smile looking at Dasha who was sleeping behind him.
"Hmm"vigil Dasha, "For what? Do you think I'll take you to Italy? Cihh.." said Mike looked down on Dasha.
'Curtain.. how is it possible? It just crossed my mind to come with you to Italy never. I'm studying because one of my clubs is in your country Mr. Michelle morrone.'in Dasha.
Dasha glared in shock as suddenly Mike's hand was on his stomach. "Hey... What are you doing? Don't think you can hurt my baby" Dasha said sharply, Mike silently hugged Dasha who was behind him, his lips touching Dasha's neck.
Dasha was silent, feeling Mike's regular breathing 'already asleep?'inner Dasha 'Any' Thought Dasha.
No matter what Mike had in mind, the man suddenly desperately wanted to touch Dasha's stomach, defeated with his hatred.
Knowing Mike was just hugging her and had no intention of hurting her baby, Dasha heaved a sigh of relief. Not long after, Dasha entered the dreamland.
(Just wake up ehk. ngebo again them):
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