Married Old Virgin Boss
15. Random Youth

A glass of white liquid landed on the desk next to Dea's laptop when the woman was busy with her work.

Ben was sitting on the bedside when Dea glanced at him. The woman squinted her eyes, feeling suspicious of this sudden attention.

"Make what?" dea asked while glancing at the confused milk.

"Make Dea. Do not consume caffeine during the day, especially every day. Plenty of healthy food, let Dea stay young and live long."

"No need for arahin. I know better than you," Dea replied in a cold tone. However, he still received the milk to fill the emptiness of his stomach so that he could be full in order to complete this almost endless work.

"Dea can see for yourself, how your ex is." Ben suddenly discussed the incident earlier this afternoon, almost making Dea choke on a drink.

Dea hurriedly rubbed her own lips, then placed the milk in a corner near the wall so as not to be hit by a fist, closed it, then glanced at Ben.

"You mean?"

"Dea doesn't feel like Dea's ex is a bummer?"

"No," Dea replied half-lyingly. Sharp and firm is the character of Elvan, and that's what Dea saw earlier. Yet insulting is not one of the traits Elvan Dea is familiar with. "Why? Insinuations?"

"I'm surprised Dea doesn't feel uncomfortable at all like a man like him. In fact, he if you say nothing good, De!"

"It's not better to fuss with you, Ben," said Dea saturated. "Sometimes I feel like you're a grown man at work. But at home, you're losing the bushy."

"I'm doing this for Dea too" Ben said.

However, Dea did not care at all. Like his act of counting last afternoon. This woman did not want to bother with the debate Ben and Elvan in the slightest. So after Dea calculated the score, the debate stopped.

"I don't need it." Dea replied coldly indifferently. He focused on his laptop.

While Ben also no longer intends to retaliate. He stood up, walked to the bathroom to brush his teeth, washed his face and feet, then sat back on the bed.

"Dee knows why I didn't want to step up?" ask Ben while fixing his position on the bed. Pulling a blanket, to cover half of his body that was already lying perfectly there.

"No. Don't want to know," Dea replied indifferently, while continuing to regret Ben's milk slowly.

"Let's not increase the workload of the Dea kayak. It's really nice to go home and go straight to sleep. While Dea? Just moved to doang's workplace."

Ben further added his provocation on his back, both feet wide open under the covers as if mastering the bed.

"But free to buy anything, wle!" Dea stuck out her tongue, mocking.

"Currentness can't be bought with money, De."

"Who said? Holiday abroad for relaxing, it's good to know, Ben!"

"Even if in me, both earth."

"Different! The view is different tau!"

"If only the problem satisfied the eyes doang, there is already Dea."

The woman squinted her eyes after hearing that. He stared amusedly at Ben, mixed with guts.

"Everyday haunts are much tastier than load kumpulin for months, just keep getting paid for a few days vacation. Not the same, De. Which my kayak system, can make you young. While Dea's system is just a pile of stress continue to treat doang stress." Ben further strengthened his argument while glancing defiantly at Dea.

The woman is usually difficult to provoke, but if Ben says it, Dea is easily provoked.

"Who said? The owner of my kayak is more haunted. Free vacation and relax anytime, even fitting you busy-busy work!" reply Dea.

Ben did not say anything, just raising next to his eyebrows was challenging. Dea was getting hooked, so he closed all his worksheets before folding the laptop.

The woman was about to prove her point, so casually slammed her own body on the bed late next to Ben.

"Look, I can stay at work whenever I want," Dea said proudly as she raised her eyebrows.

Ben smiled mysteriously, then once in motion he faced Dea with a blanket to smother almost the entire body of the woman in a roll of blankets and the twists of his legs and hands.

"Ben, what are you doing?!" dea protests while trying to rebel. "Please!" However, he could only take his face out of the blanket.

"Well he said he was free to sleep at any time, so sleep now, De. I need a roll to get a good night's sleep."

"Not me either, Ben ...."

"Shh." Ben hissed slightly while closing his eyes. "Sleep, De," whispered Ben in a very gentle tone, successfully melting Dea's hostile gaze. "You rarely move, but I'm sure you're as tired as I am."

"Capek hadepin people like you," Dea replied with the same voice lyrics.

Dea thins lips, thinking. Feeling that Ben's idea didn't hurt either. Especially now that it had been almost half eleven nights.

"Lamp?" ask Dea.

Ben opened his eyes for a while, then glanced behind him.

"Don't move!" pinta Ben, then let go of the hug to turn off the lights.

Leaving only the light on the table lamp, Ben immediately jumps onto the bed and discovers that Dea is actually following his instructions.

"Smart kid!" praise Ben, then kiss Dea's lips quickly. Before the protest was aired by Dea, Ben quickly moved his lips to Dea's forehead. "Good sleep, De."

Dea was silent, even just close her lips after getting the kiss earlier. He should not like Ben's treatment, but .. there was a feeling of comfort in the corner of his heart.

Plus, there was warmth that he felt, whether it was a blanket, a hug, or indeed because of Ben's treatment.

Too warm, comfortable, so that the woman can be closed and fall asleep not long later.

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The conditions of the restaurant were bustling this afternoon, leaving almost all the tables full with no leftovers. Humans were everywhere, servants were busy pacing around, and little children were free to roam. Until one of the biennial girls arrived at the kitchen area.

At first the boy was approached by a maid named Riska, but after getting a sharp gaze from Dea who suddenly appeared to see the performance of her workers, the woman immediately stepped aside and continued to work.

Dea was initially reluctant to have her workers distracted by the boy's presence, so intended to take him aside. However, just being dragged a bit away, the child was already crying screaming.

Dea who has never dealt with a child is confused. He glanced around to look for the child's parents, but nothing appeared. Dea's getting confused now.

He intended to drag the boy further into the middle of the restaurant, and his parents would show up on their own, but the child was already crouching from crying.

"What are you doing, De?" The shock-pitched question was uttered by Ben who happened to pass by after delivering food.

"No idea." Feeling the accusation, Dea immediately let go of her hand.

"Both kids shouldn't fight. Ask her why that's why."

Dea put on a saturated face, then kicked little of Ben's shin until the man complained of pain while smiling.

"Try the carrier, De," said Ben, while handing the tray to Riska who happened to pass to fill again.

"More crying." Dea retorted hesitantly, then started crouching to try Ben's advice.

Sure enough, the louder the cries.

"Is there candy?"

"Whenever I've cut a candy bar, Ben!"

"Or what's that in Dea's pocket?" Ben was getting more and more demanding, as the commotion in the restaurant grew due to this little boy.

Dea hurriedly reached into his pocket and found only a few pieces of money a hundred thousand and fifties. Ben without permission immediately pulled out a piece of table paper, then crouched down in front of the girl.

"This, Deck. Buy the same candy Mama, huh? Buy five, okay?" Ben pointed out his five fingers after handing over the money just like that.

While Dea glared.

"Ben, uang—"

Dea is intent on chasing after the runaway boy, but his hand is blocked by Ben.

"Her parents aren't necessarily buying a hundred thousand, Ben! You can give me that much cashback!"

Ben just smiled, then took out a spoonful of trays and listened well to Riska's instructions regarding the destination table.

"Either, just don't want to give up" Ben replied. Before he walked away, Ben whispered. "Later to change more at home."

Dea shuddered amusedly, looking at Ben with disdain.

This random fucking guy is talking about, what else?