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"Thank you, Steve." Bella said after Steve put a pile of dirty dishes into a sink made of ceramic.

"It's okay." Steve replied briefly, but after that Steve did not immediately move from there even though Bella had focused on starting to clean up the pile of dirty dishes that Steve had just brought.

Watching Bella who began to be preoccupied with her activities made Steve who stood still finally ventured to open his voice.

"Bell, actually someone wants me to talk about .." said Steve ventured, trying to dismiss all doubts that had plagued him so far.

"His face is very serious, Steve ...? What the hell is he talking about? Just be curious ..."

Although he had said that he was curious, in fact Bella did not stop his activities just to serve one Steve, so Steve became twice as impatient.

"Bell," call Steve again.

"Hhhhm ..."

"I said I'd like to say ..."

"Yes, by the way do not need to be detained .." said Bella again without looking, still without looking, stay more focused on the activities that rinse the dishes in the sink one by one.

"Rel ..."

"Hhhmmmmm ..."

"I ... I'm with someone ..."

"Trus ...?"

"Oh Beeeelll, can you not talk about it while talking to me? If you're a rippong like that I'm not comfortable talking ..."

Hearing Steve's request, Bella turned her head and glared. "Ihhh, weigh want to talk really complicated anyway ..."

"Part of me it's serious you're busy washing dishes ..."

"Well if Bella doesn't wash the dishes now, then when else, try ...?"

"Yes, wash the dishes first, I wait until the kelar." said Steve.

"Yes, just wait patiently until Bella's work is done. Disrupt aja deh ... wonder .." reply Bella did not lose the sewot.

In the end Steve chose to give up by moving towards the minimalist dining table, which is only a little more than two meters from the sink, and sat there, sitting there, while waiting for Bella to finish with her busyness.

"Bell, don't stay long."

"Whisper!"

Steve replied to the dumelan with a pouty lip, while taking the phone out of his pants pocket.

"What the hell, Steve?!" jolt Bella with a face full of annoyance, realizing that her work is again paused because of Steve.

"Bell, please give me two minutes to talk, and I promise I'll help you get everything done."

Bella was silent, weighing for a moment while looking at Steve deeply who was also looking at her with a gaze full of supplication.

"Allright ..."

Bella exhaled slowly, indicating that this time she gave up and listened to Steve.

Bella also grabbed the washlap on the ceramic table, to dry her hands for a moment.

"What are you talking about until you get so impatient ...?" ask Bella again.

Steve took a breath for a moment, as if trying to gather all his courage and confidence.

"As I said earlier, Bell ... I .. I'm again with someone ..." said Steve began to pour out his heart.

"It's not Bella, is it?" search Bella, narcissistic pepper.

"Dhhh, ge-er. Not ...!"

"Thank God, 'cause if you do, Bella's got your nutmeg, Steve!"

"Let's not. Still love life!" spray Steve while pouting.

"Trus is the same? Ayu?"

Steve gawked, realizing that Bella could guess the contents of his curse so easily, without missing a single bit.

"Crazy ...! How do you know, Bell ...? Don't you shaman anymore ..."

"Have a son!"

"Yes, I haven't said anything yet."

Bella looks sneering. "Bego people can also be nervous. There is only Bella here with Ayu. If Steve doesn't have a crush on Bella, it means Steve has a crush on Ayu. Simple it's keles ..."

Steve scratches his head which suddenly itches, hearing Bella's original hypothesis but turns out to be right on target ...

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