Married Old Virgin Boss
10. Intimidating Dion

Dea was so comfortable hugging her roll. Occasionally fix the position to make it more comfortable, but there is a problem here. There was something blocking his face from getting forward, and when the woman was intending to flip the body, the bolster could not be moved together.

Feeling disturbed, Dea slowly opened her eyes. For the start, he still had to adjust to the bright light around him. Her blurry gaze slowly focused, and when she could see clearly, the woman instead pushed her hairy bolster as far as possible.

Dea felt like vomiting. Since when has he hugged Ben's leg so tightly?

The woman is still loading. He must squeeze his own forehead in order to digest what is around him now.

The bed was a mess with one of his legs falling off, and Ben put his head on the low side of the bed. While Dea instead, put the head on the highest side so that they fall asleep in such a position.

Dea pensively momentarily, collecting the remains of his life. While trying to crawl to the high side of the bed so as not to get too close to Ben, but just because his knees were too limp to stand on the wrong foot, he slipped and fell into Ben.

The position of their heads is parallel, so Dea feels lazy to improve the position. His eyes stared blankly ahead, as last night's memories began to swirl in his head.

Repeatedly Dea tried to erase that memory, he still could not do it. Even with a sleigh, a hammer, or hitting your own head. The shadow as he closed and permeated Ben's kiss continued to loom in the corner of his eye.

Dea grimaced in heart. He could have done that: kissed a strange young man who always liked to make trouble. Could-can be .. Dea's virgin lips instead fell on the figure of Ben who is very far from the criteria.

Minimal like Elvan—Dea shook his head violently. You cannot compare the two. Because it will never be worth it. From various sides—Dea turned towards Ben to notice the slick face of her husband—Ben away from the ex-lover.

This man was just an ordinary restaurant waitress who had been lucky to become a rich man just by marrying Dea. Her hobbies are problem-seeking, and almost never serious under various circumstances. Always threatening, and almost never proving his own words.

One of them .. trial order making Kahar—

"Bego!" Dea spontaneously hit her own head when she even thought of it.

Dea's brain is not going to talk about their first night's failure because Ben's hand tremors, and Dea herself does not want to do it with people she does not love. The two agreed to stop after a hot kiss that managed to paralyze every joint of the body.

Back to the main topic—Dea is still busy comparing her husband and ex-lover—Elvan instead the opposite of Ben. The former is a great businessman, unyielding, friendly, assertive, and always holding his own words.

Very mature, the dream of every woman in the world.

In the end, Dea could only let out a long, rough sigh.

The woman tried to get up from her lying position. Maybe now is still at half six in the morning, Dea actually had the opportunity to be lazy to pay for all the needs of his body after being required to work too hard. However, since beside him was Ben's figure, Dea wanted to step aside as soon as possible.

However, his waist was held tightly by the hand that he had not realized was under his body earlier. When Dea tried to revolt, he was forced to lie on his back. Ben was so quick to make himself above— half-over Dea.

"What?" Dea asked cynically. "No need to wait! Far away there! You haven't brushed your teeth, it stinks!"

Ben snorts amusedly. His smile was clearly printed. Not directly following Dea's direction, Ben lowered his lightning head to briefly kiss his wife's lips.

Just to make Dea more literate in the morning— bulged as wide as possible.

"Ben!" Dea called out in a high voice, but she was quickly left behind by her husband getting out of bed.

"You want to take a bath together, De?" take Ben to the doorway.

"Mandi with your ndasmu! Take care of your hands, just hold the girl on the street tremor! Basic amateur!" hardik Dea, who even makes Ben's naughtiness out.

After getting such a spray, Ben immediately walked out of the room. While Dea still felt lazy to wake up. Moreover, his reason for waking up early was already gone.

The woman lay down lazily. Unwilling to care about the unbalanced condition of the bed, Dea remains comfortable lying down. Occasionally his breath was drawn long, when he found the sweet aroma of a mixture of his expensive perfume with the masculine fragrance of Ben on his former bed.

On a whim, Dea fumbled around the bed to look for something. He finds Ben's phone, and doesn't hesitate to open it. Without any safety at all, so Dea is free to roam the entire cell phone without fear at all.

Dea's first focus is Dion's contacts. There were four new messages after the chat that Dea had read yesterday.

Ben's! Do not teach the Dea!

Village boy! Don't let Dea be cheap, shucks!

Weh! Read doang's! You want to play with me, huh?!

Ben's! I'm waiting for you at home!

Dea silently smiled even though she was a little pounding with her brother's response when she came home later. Dion's attention was huge for him, possessive. To limit Dea close to many men, so that the woman ended up alone until sought a mate by her parents.

Jemari Dea slowly types on her phone, replying to Dion's message to calm her down. But on the other hand, Dea feels a little funny with the exaggerated attitude of the brother.

Dea even wore a full outfit even buttoned up to the neck, but just because of the pose, Dion got this angry. Dea giggled amusedly.

Initially, Dea wants to send a message that he and Ben are not at all what Dion thought, but out of consideration that this phone does not belong to him, he said, so Dea chose to video call to convince her brother.

Dea's video call was picked up not long after. The woman showed off her best smile on the figure of Dion who looks just bathing—sibuk dry hair using a towel.

"Dea?" Dion sounded incredulous. "You're using Ben's hape?"

"Hape I'm at .. table. Males take it." Dea blurted out in a spoiled voice. The distance of the table was less than two meters from him. "I just want to clarify the same Mas, if I don't do anything with Ben. Yesterday's photo problem, it's because .. I want to know Ben, but don't know if it was sent to Mas."

"What kind of work? That temptation? You're Radea Dasha, aren't you?"

Dea is now confused. He was a little nervous in answering.

"That, Mas .. revenge. He was playing me last night, so yeah .. I also want to play him to break even. I should have seen how she trembled yesterday." Dea giggled amusedly, as Dion flinched in response. "I swear, that's funny, Mom. He pretended to do grandchild trouble for papa, but just held back he was trembling. You little boy."

Dea recounted her funny incident yesterday, but it was not as usual that Dion would smile back in response, her brother now just kept quiet with an indecipherable cold expression.

"Mass?" Dea called for confusion. "I'm just as serious as he isn't."

Dea was feeling uninspired in bed, so she approached the window to open the curtains. So this way, it looks fresher in front of the camera.

"Not thinking about yesterday's problems? Don't talk about it, especially in front of a big family. Especially the same Dika! Never talk about it!"

"Okay, I'm not going to talk about it in front of the family" Dion said without interest. "But, let's talk about your differences today. Your lips were swollen this morning, why? The bed behind you, that's why? This I don't see wrong ... collapses, De?"

The woman hurriedly turned her head, and quickly averted her background gaze. Dea turned her back to the window.

"That's .. there's a small problem, Mas. I'm the same as Ben, fighting a lot."

"okay." Dion clearly did not accept that answer, only pretending to agree. "Keep, what's that red mark on your neck?"

Dea now displays a stark confusion. He lowered the camera, and brought it closer to the neck. In just a few seconds, the woman immediately smothered her mouth tightly in shock to find a foreign stain on her pure white skin.

There is absolutely no mutual suction activity in the neck overnight, so that means after Dea sleeps ....

Ignoring the condition of the phone being connected to the firstborn, Dea directly directed her body towards the room door. Take a deep breath, then use the neck veins to make the maximum possible sound.

"DEEEEEEEENNNNN!"