Mamy Sugar

Mamy Sugar
Obviousness


Act without further thought or immature calculations.


Those sharp words that often come out when I'm a little rushed - Bury in the decision. I imagine Maria will be waiting again this time after all these words retired.


"Mar's? How much do you love me?"


"The question is unclear what is it?" Maria was busy slicing some of the cooking spices she had prepared for our dinner.


"It's not clear my belief in your love"


"That silly language is starting to fill your brain again" Maria stopped her activity "Tell me what you've done wrong?"


Maria's ability to read My mind is still sharp as ever.


"Sorry cancel first, your tone is pretty creepy. Especially with a knife in your hand and hungry in your stomach"


Maria took a deep breath and continued her activities by occasionally looking at me who still had not turned my eyes on her.


After all, Maria is the most likely option right now for me to surpass Elena.


"What do you really want in the near future?" I can only ask you another silly question.


"You know I never want anything but what you already know"


Dealing with a woman like Mary is very difficult. Everything she wanted could not be bought with money, nor was Maria the romantics type. I can't seduce her with a romantics dinner or just a gift.


"With me there is no need to be alkaline"


But Mary was the only discussion partner or solution to all my affairs.


"It's just a matter of little importance, but rather urgent"


" When is the deadline?"


"I'll answer automatically immediately"


"The guarantee?"


"You can propose, as you please" My smile widened.


"How sure am I not to lose?"


"hmmm this is a little different..."


"Can you wait until Alberto's fashion launch?"


"means monday?"


"If it's profitable, I won't delay. As you know, at the moment financially I am not in a good position either. I'm betting a lot on your new projects"


"Ready!! I must be working with all my heart" Wait I just realized how Maria knew I needed money? "I know it's a money thing"


Maria put on a familiar grin "just a guess that always seems right" Mary simply replied unsatisfactory.


Whatevers!!


"anyway thank you..!!! Want an extra bonus? Full service from me" I peddled my services to Maria.


"ckck.we'll see later, but I'd rather give me a presentation of the profits I got. I prefer that"


" Then I ask for rations" I poked Maria's cheek that was moving statics because of her chewing.


"Originally the report is in order that's not the problem"


"Report tomorrow morning, ration tonight dong"


"If it turns out that the report doesn't match, I'm the loser" Maria gulped down an ice lemon tea in her right hand.


"If the report is good, I get a triple"


"You really don't want to lose"


"I learned from the best" I took off the spoon and held out my hand "Deal??"


After snorting "Deal" Maria welcomed my hand.


Fates... Husband's ration is also laced in the discussion bussines.


The launch of the Alberto collection was quite red. Of course, the Alberto relations were the part that dominated the guests that night. It is hard to avoid that there is Anthony in between.


His masculine face that was striking to the sides was clearly the sight of the spectators. Just like me Anthony used Alberto's plan.


"How are you, long time no see" said Anthony who was deliberately approached us.


The right side of the fingers is tightly linked to Renata fingers that look mania with a baby pink dress. Her cheerful face made me feel relieved that they seemed to be all right.


"Good... We actually want to meet often. It's just that there's always a barrier called Reason In your house" I immediately insinuated clearly. In fact, Anthony always makes weird excuses whenever we want to see Tania.


Anthony smiled knot "I heard you guys already have a son"


"Yes.." This time Maria answered quickly, apparently she was less pleased with my attitude that could not hold back "We wait for you to follow, so that the next meeting the atmosphere will be more crowded"


"We will try" Timpal Renata lightly.


I immediately threw a glance at my cousin who had been whining in my office. Renata simply returned my gaze with a snort. A sign that the problem has not changed much. Renata being sweet is just an image.


What good is it to be famous if in the end he only tortures himself. Basic Renata, when can he live in the Real World.


Ah.. I forgot, not just Anthony.. Elen was present that night with her new husband who was none other than my own best friend, Dion. Although Dion's face was quite friendly that night, but I'm sure living with Elena's current ambitions would not be friendly for her.


I chose to ignore Elena and immediately took the seat that Alberto had reserved for us. Yet... Basic Alberto! He must have put Anthony right across from us. Letting a pair of Anthony beads move freely observe me and Maria behind the passing pace of the models. And that's the truth.


"Seriously Mar... Anthony was in love with you"


"That's none of my business" said Maria, who didn't seem to want to bother about the subject I often brought up.


"But it's anoyyed me"


" Don't pay attention to the focus on useful things" Maria advised me as if I wasn't human, how could I relax when a pair of eyes kept watching my wife to and fro. Yup, I must be jealous.


"She should make it easier for you to visit Tania, if she wants to see you often. I don't care, at least I can see you happy than you are like this"


"When I may feel claustrophobic, a coward will always be a coward"


Huh.. Finally Maria dared to curse the father of her son. After all this time she always avoided saying bad things about her ex-husband.


"Yeah.. He is just looser" I clapped my little hands and began to move my focus on the Alberto collection that was presented lined up with models.


Maria took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment, apparently she was only aware of the words that had just come out.


"Once upon a time cursing an enemy was pleasing to Mar" I whispered proudly for no good reason.



Anthony is not young, but his Graceful character and good looks always managed to make me feel insecure on the side of Mary. Although Mary always made sure that there would never be any chance of her and Anthony having a relationship more than what was left.


"Can you get that pair of eyes off my wife?" without further ado - stale I directly pointed at him when the fashion pagelan was just over.


"Don't be too big of a head, Maria is no more than her mother Tania" Anthony tried to calm down as usual.


"I'm not stupid! We're the same - same guy and we definitely don't like to share ours even if it's just your inappropriate views"


"Don't joke, I have a Renata who is more female than Maria in all" he continued to gulp down fine wine in his grasp.


"But your manly instincts are clearly denied by Maria, who you say is quite lacking compared to Renata. Seems like I still can't accept the reality" I'm tired of Anthony's hypocritical style. "Give her to me and if you think Mary is the mother of your child, you should make her life easier"


"I don't make things difficult for anyone" Jawan Anthony quickly after he swallowed a rough fine wine in his mouth.


"But, as the CEO of Tower High you have the ability to ease the situation right? Wouldn't a mother's happiness be linked to her child's happiness?"


"It's none of my business, ask Maria herself why she's in trouble"


I grumbled for a moment "She is mine as Woman. But she is still the mother of your daughter" I patted Anthony's shoulder slightly higher than mine. And meant to leave him.


But suddenly Anthony's heavy fingers immediately grasped my wrist.


"So apparently you married Mary without knowing her" Anthony's face immediately beside me looked at me in full search "You never know why your father did all that to her?"


I greeted coldly and was curious about Anthony's question. Even though I want to say in my heart..


"Don't be too arrogant, that all this is because of you" Anthony shook his head quickly "Huh.. It turns out you're still snuffing"


So there's another reason Mary is hostile to Papi? Is it really not because of me?