
"Why did he call you?" asked Azka with a cold voice.
Salsa snatched her phone in Azka's hand then put it back on the table. "Said you were going to sleep. Come on, I'll get you."
"Thank you!" azka's orders, don't forget the sharp gaze of the man.
Salsa swallowed her saliva roughly, it felt like to speak just couldn't. He knew his girlfriend was jealous.
"Don't you hear me say what? Pick up Salsa's phone!" azka's voice is getting higher.
Salsa immediately hugged Azka so as not to get emotional. It's his fault too. "Sorry, I shouldn't have kept Devan's number. I chatted she just wanted to ask if she still needed a model" Salsa said honestly.
Azka's jaw hardened, her teeth chattering. It was no longer the flames of jealousy that ignited his heart, but the anger of hearing Salsa's explanation just now.
"So model? A job? Who told you to work Salsa!" Azka is out of control.
Salsa's tears had been shed, especially when Azka lowered it violently from the man's lap. "Give her phone, and tell her what you're supposed to say!"
Azka's body trembled as more and more emotions overpowered her. The man's eyes were reddened.
He had no other choice, and did not want Azka to get angry. Salsa answered Devan's call with trembling hands.
"You why Sal? You cried? Your voice is different. Oh yes, I have a job suitable for you. Friend I need ...."
Pranks
Salsa was aghast as Azka slammed the glass on the table until the shards were scattered on the floor, not hitting her feet.
"I don't need a job anymore, brother. Thanks for the help. Sorry I'm blocking Devan's number." Salsa hastily disconnects the phone then blocks Devan's number.
Salsa is the dumbest girl to block Devan's contact. A famous actor who is considered by many women including himself even though only amazed. It's very difficult to get into contact with a famous actor like Devan.
She gets Devan's contact from Alana after her meeting at the girl's wedding. Devan happens to be Mr. Alvi's best friend.
Salsa moved, then immediately embraced Azka's vibrating body. Drowned his face in the chest of the male field. "I'm sorry" Salsa said. "I won't admit to anything like that again, sorry for your emotions."
Long both of them in a hugging position, until Azka's body began to relax little by little Azka's anger began to fall.
Whatever concerns Salsa always makes Azka lost control suddenly. He reciprocated Salsa's embrace no less tightly, buried his lips at the top of the girl's head.
"You're not wrong. I'm wrong, I should've let you. Never compare yourself to anyone! You are perfect in my eyes. You are everything, you are my shield and my happiness. I understand why you're acting this way, so don't apologize" Salsa said.
Salsa looked up to look at Azkan who was taller than her. "You crying?" salsa wiped the tears on Azka's cheek.
"No! You think I'm a whiny girl like you're being yelled at by a cry." Salsa's hand slackened.
It was not that offended Salsa smiled instead. "Prestigious dicedein," Salsa's lips pinched Azka's stomach.
Salsa was relieved Azka was quicker to temper her emotions or the man's apartment would be destroyed. One word for her 'stupid' was always scared to cry as Azka yelled at her. Though he knew Azka had an IED personality.
No matter how angry Azka was, he never played physically on Salsa. Azka held the laughing girl back.
"What do you work for? Your job is to rest and keep me."
"I want to help Mama, Ka. At least pay for my own treatment." Honest Salsa.
"How many salaries?"
"Two million three shots" Salsa replied.
"I paid you 5 million one shot." Salsa looked up to make sure the sentence was completely out of Azka's mouth. "So the lingerie model in my room" she continued. Without taking off his embrace, he grabbed his phone on the table.
"Why what?" search Salsa.
Azka showed me her phone screen. "Call Rayhan, make a camera with lingerie" she replied expressionlessly.
Salsa snatched Azka's phone. "Ais, don't be Crazy."
"Why? You need money to be a model, right?" Azka raised one of her eyebrows.
"No!"
"Smart girl." Azka's thin smile ruffled Salsa's hair.
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