I ACCEPT YOUR WIDOW
192. DESIRE OR HEART ??
Wake up Dafi has gone with her mother shopping for the need to reopen the stall that will be turned into the restaurant . Those who are experienced with restaurant business since long ago prepared a stock of condiments and ingredients that they will use for their merchandise after shopping for equipment yesterday.
Mischa woke up late and headed straight to the kitchen. He wondered why there was no food on the table at all. Only cooked rice in the rice cooker. Though usually in his house in Bali all have been prepared helpers . When he woke up and finished his bath, he ate.
At that time Love also just woke up and was about to take a shower.
" Where is love .. breakfast?" ask Mischa for Love.
" Do not know brother... I just woke up too. Try looking in the refrigerator "say Cinta while going to the bathroom .
Mischa opens the refrigerator and finds plenty of raw stock ranging from eggs, meat, fish and frozen fillets to some Frozen food. There are even vegetables.
" Do I have to cook myself? " ask Mischa who ogah\_ogahan touched the frozen food. He does not usually cook alone . Not to mention the fishy smell .
" My beautiful nails can be broken later. whereas I spent a very expensive cost in the salon." grunts.
Mischa then waited for Cinta to finish bathing and change clothes. After that he invited Love to go out to find food outside. He refused to cook. He chose to buy food at an expensive restaurant in the city. They left in a taxi because the car was in Dafi and Kristy.
He and Love enjoyed breakfast there despite having to spend a deep chat. Mischa has a lot of money in her own account given her parents. Which also if he says he needs money his mother will give him soon anyway. Richa spoiled his son very much.
" C i n.later after this we go to the car dealer yes... I want to buy a vehicle for myself. It's not good not to have a vehicle here." said Mischa.
" Yes..." Love just nodded. Being taken anywhere by his cousin's brother wanted because his brother promised to buy him a lot of Snack.
Mischa chose a black Alpha\*d luxury car with the latest car. He waited there to settle his administration.
" Cash?" ask the dealer .
" Yes..but transfer..." Mischa paid for the car . Though the car is an expensive type of car, but he can afford it directly.
" The rich man." whispered the employee kasak kusuk with his fellow employees.
Mischa smiled as faintly heard her. And after everything was done, he left by driving it
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" Ma.. paused for a while" Dafi said as he saw someone on the side of the road guiding his motorcycle.
" Who ?" ask Kristy who was driving at the time and see the person her son was looking at. A girl with her motorcycle.
" My friend Ma..." Dafi came down and approached the girl.
" What's your bike, Aleena ?" dafi asked as he saw Aleena guiding his old old matic motor.
" Uh ..kamu Dafi .. Get this nail Fi... Leaking... I'd like to take it to the workshop ..."
" The shop is far away...You're not late for work?" ask Dafi who knows Aleena works as a waitress in a furniture and electrical shop.
" How else would Fi.. circumstances like this.I have to patch the bal first.new to work... "
" Had told your employer?" ask Dafi.
" It's...Well most cut salary ..but I can fix my bike first he said earlier "
" just a second.."
Dafi returned to her mother's car.
" lady... Mama just go home first...I want to help my friend first." Dafi told Kristy. Kristy nodded.
He saw his son who then led his girlfriend's motorcycle followed by the girl. Dafi wanted to help her friend, she smiled happily with the kindness of her son . To help his friend. But he could catch something else in his son. Especially when they laugh together.
That man's instincts are so sharp. He could see from the radiance of the eyes of both of them if there was something strange between them. Kristy's sure it doesn't taste like an ordinary friend. From the way the two looked at each other, they seemed to like each other.
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*Tuh kan Mas Yoga.... I don't approve of a mate\_an like this..
Not that I don't like Mischa ..Mischa is a good boy ..
But it would be nice if we let our child find his own soul mate ..
If you see this Mas Yoga .. You certainly wouldn't have betrothed her either*...
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Kristy actually doesn't really like arranged marriages because it's like forcing their children on their parents' choices. Moreover, he has never felt bitterness when Yoga in a match with other women...He wondered why Yoga even betrothed their child to the son of his best friend's daughter. He is more supportive of the freedom of the child in determining who his life companion will be.
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Kristy drives away her car leaving her son with the girl she doesn't know. All he knew, Dafi seemed to like him. Thats all...
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The view was also seen by Mischa who happened to pass by there because she wanted to go home to her new home.
' It seems..he is not an easy opponent .' his inner self is upset.
" Fucking village girl..want to be your P E L A K O R? " he said furiously as he clenched his hands when he saw Dafi and Aleena pushing the motor towards the workshop joking with laughter.
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Dafi arrived home delivered Aleena with his motorcycle that has been repaired.
" Thank you" said Dafi.
" I'm the one who thanks Fi." said Aleena.
" Don't Fi.mau go straight to the store.."
" Okay.be careful when to stop by here...I'll treat you when my restaurant opens.."
" sip..thank you Fi..." Aleena then gasped and left.
" Hem.enak yes...Go early in the morning just to meet the affair ya.." said Mischa while approaching Dafi.
" What the hell is it ?" dafi asked unhappily. " If you don't know don't just say yes..."
" Remember you already have a fiancee." said Mischa.
" Who has forgotten?" sahut Dafi . " He's just my friend.. "
" C in h ... Friends but friendly ??" timpal Mischa
" You can't be gini.. Not even a wife is possessive and jealous...Can't you trust me one bit ?" ask Dafi.
" Possessive?? Jealousy ??"ask Mischa back.
That's when Kristy arrived. He was just coming from home and going forward. He saw the two who seemed to be fighting.
" Talk inside...Aren't you ashamed of the storm outside.. It's a village.many people see you guys." Kristy reminded the two.
Dafi who was embarrassed to say that immediately went into the house. Mischa. Dafi knew, in the village very quickly gossip spread . By word of mouth and eventually the whole village will find out. And he doesn't want that.
" I saw you earlier.with the girl..You guys look friendly.."
" I'm just helping him...I have nothing to do with him.. I didn't go to see him in the morning..I took Mama shopping..Tomorrow our restaurant will open .." explained Dafi. " I accidentally saw him on the street and I helped him. That's all.."
Mischa silent . He looked at Dafi who seemed honest with his words. Until finally he gave up. Don't make a fuss with him anymore.
" Where were you... It's not like you were still sleeping when I left.."
" I went to get breakfast...At home there is no food..."
" Isn't there a lot of food in the fridge?"
" I can't cook " answered Mischa quickly.
Dafi let out a long breath. He knew Mischa from childhood was a good life. He lives in a state of possession. He never cooked. In his house there were so many servants.
" Here.." Dafi grabs Mischa's hand and takes her to the kitchen. He took an apron for himself and Mischa.
" Dafi.I cannot cook..."
" You have to learn... I don't want a wife not to cook...What will our children eat later ?"
Mischa bengong with a shy face when Dafi mentioned the word 'our child'.
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*Child?.......My son and Dafi...They must be funny...If he descends from Dafi .. he will be very handsome..😍*
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Mischa fantasizes about imagining their child.
' C T I K '
Dafi flicked his finger disperse Mischa's daydream.
" I'll teach you how to cook... Watch it well...You should be able to cook...I don't want you to just depend on my mom.. Remember, my mom is not a maid...She can't cook if there's a daughter-in-law here..."
Mischa nodded. He was so happy to hear Dafi's words. He noticed Dafi teaching him to cook. Start simple dishes such as making chicken egg and vegetable soup. Also make vegetable stir-fry.
" How about ?" ask Dafi when Mischa tasted the dishes she made.
" Easy Fi.." answered Mischa. Although only simple cuisine, but Dafi cuisine is delicious.
Dafi smiled. " You can start learning to make it tomorrow.I look forward to your cooking results." Dafi said with a smile.
It was great that he got such sweet treatment from Dafi.
" You're good at cooking Dafi...But I also have great skills..."
" What?" ask Dafi
" You're good at spoiling my tongue... But I'm good at spoiling you... " Said Mischa as she approached Dafi and sat down at the table in front of Dafi.
Dafi opened her eyes wide when Mischa put on a sexy pose teasing her. In fact, he slightly undressed so that his white cleavage looks, sexy and plump. He smiled seductively with his sharp gaze while dancing his finger like telling Dafi to come closer.
Dafi a normal man . Seeing that his desire also began to arise. Reflex , his body rose and began to approach Mischa. He approached Mischa who then leaned both hands on Dafi's neck and gave a small touch that made Dafi even more want to touch the beautiful girl in front of his eyes.
" Dafi dear... I want to feel that touch of your sweet lips..." Mischa whispered softly in Dafi's ear with a slight touch of her lips in Dafi's ear.
Dafi could no longer control himself. The small words and touches further increased his desire, until he immediately devoured the lips of the Mischa ranum immediately. Smear it gently, putting both of their lips together and once sipping alternately the upper and lower lips. He kissed her lustfully.
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*A..shial... Mischa's lips are like opium..I don't want to stop kissing her...I want to keep kissing her*...
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Dafi's filthy thoughts began to mask his logic.. The shadow as the bodies of the two fused, shared flavors, shared passions and satisfied each other....It's all getting out of control... He just wants to finish his passion .. Especially when he felt his was already perfectly awake...He just wanted to channel everything right now..