Don't Force Us to Get Married!
Equally Sucks

Her night. Dimas asked for permission to work, and it made papa and his mother quite surprised.

"You sure you want to work?" tanya Asberto was nodded by Dimas.

"Yes, pa. Didn't you force me to get married? And now my status has become a husband, so I want to work" Dimas replied steadily.

"Why not from before? Papa has repeatedly offered you to work at papa company, as a successor if papa can no longer work. Know this, papa forcibly marry you to any woman."

"Mr ..." Merry rubbed her husband's shoulder so as not to be too hard with Dimas.

"Papa's just happy, ma. Dimas finally wants to work. It is not in vain papa married him to Wiranto's daughter" said the man.

"Yes, pa. Mama understood what papa meant, but papa's words could have offended Dimas."

"Don't overindulge him with a defense. He'll be a habit."

Dimas just silent, free he spoke up, the edges ended with a debate. It was better for him to focus on his request to work.

"So how, pa? Can I work in papa's company?" ask Dimas later.

"of course. From tomorrow you can start working."

"My position in papa's company what?"

"You can take over papa's post there."

"I'm ok, pa. But I've never been into the workforce before. Can papa's employees trust me as their boss?"

"You take it easy, Dimas. Tomorrow you come with papa. Papa will tell me if you're Asberto's son. That way, no one would dare to protest between them. If you really want to work. How, deal?"

Dimas nodded in agreement. "Yes, pa."

Asberto was thrilled, there was finally progress growing in Dimas. He hopes Dimas can continue his company.

Dimas returned to his room. The man dropped his body onto the bed in a supine position. Sora, who was sitting on the sofa, now moved to sit on the edge of the bed near Dimas.

"How's your papa's decision? Did your dad give you permission to work?" ask Sora curiously.

"of course. Tomorrow I can work for papa's company. And my position there as leader, replaces papa. I'm great, aren't I?" dimas said a little bragging.

"Don't be happy first, do you think it's good to be a leader? You have a big responsibility for that."

"No problem. I'm sure I can."

"really? You've never worked before."

Dimas looked at Sora's face and then got up and sat down. "You underestimated me?"

"I don't talk like that, I just ask and speak the truth."

"I don't work, you nag if I can't give you a living. Now that I want to work, you underestimate me. It sucks."

"You."

"You're the one who sucks," exclaimed Sora as he threw a roll right over Dimas' face.

Not to be outdone, Dimas responded by throwing a pillow to Sora.

"You're a bitch."

"You, Dimas."

"Youuu ..."

In the end, they threw pillows and bolsters at each other.

"Enough, enough, I'm tired, Dimas." Sora stopped Dimas who was about to throw a pillow for the umpteenth time.

"You're finally giving up, too. Now you have to admit that you're a bitch."

Sora was trying to regulate the roar of his gasping breath.

"Ok, okay."

The tip of the tail of the eye glances at the bolsters found on his left side.

"Just tell me if you're a bitch, otherwise this pillow will land on your face!" threaten Dimas who is ready to throw a pillow in his hand.

"Yes, okay. I admit ... " Sora hung up her sentence, her hands had already started to creep up picking up the bolster by her side. "You're the one that sucks!"

Bugh ...

Sora managed to pick up the bolster and landed on Dimas' face, until the man fell flat on his back, but still in the bed area.

"Haha ... Yeay, I won." The woman's cheer was joyful.

But not long after his laughter stopped, seeing Dimas not moving at all. Panic approached him.

"Dimas, you're okay, right?" sora asked as she approached the man.

Dimas. He was more worried. He tried to shake Dimas' body.

"Dimas, are you okay? Don't worry me. Dimas, let's get up."

Sora continues to shake Dimas' body, but the man still does not want to wake up. The feeling of worry turns to panic.

As Sora panicked, Dimas woke up. Without warning the man kissed Sora's lips at a glance. Makes the owner stiffen instantly.

"So who's winning now?" whispered Dimas.

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