Married Old Virgin Boss
26. Start Figuring Out
Finding the younger brother already early in the dining chair, Dea sped up her steps into it. He placed the bag roughly on the table, then held the back of the chair, so Dika immediately glanced at him because he felt intimidated.
“Ngapain, Ma'am?” ask Dika, curious.
“Jawab yes or no, in cepet!” said Dea. His eyes were narrowed before the interrogation resumed. “Ben nyampe first at home than I was last night?”
“Ya.”
“Ben told Papa again buy goods outside after nyampe home?”
“Iya.”
“You're gonna make Ben Mabar by midnight?”
“Iya, exciting play with Ben, Mbak, samp—“
“You kissed Ben until he was used?”
“Iy—eh, no, Ma'am! Nope! It's unclean, Ma'am! I'm a guy, normal! Normal squared! I have a girl!” Dika immediately raised his voice intonation because he was mixed in shock at the question just now. “Enak aja nudu! Emang Mbak counting how many times Mbak cipokin Mbak it—“
Only one more word left that has not been perfectly pronounced Dika, but his head was already pulled by the brother so he had to sit back.
“Ben!” Dika exclaimed, when the topic of their chat had already appeared, entering the dining room in a confused state. “Tuh, Ma'am, ask directly! My guy just makes sure to play ML doang.”
“ML?” Dea further strengthened her aura of intimidation, even bowing towards the younger brother. “Making Love?”
“MBAK!!” Dika screeched furiously. “Mobile Legend, Mbak ..!” He then turned to someone who came from the kitchen, asking for help. “Ma, this is Mama Rukiah's little boy! Real brain carousel, Ma!”
“De, already, De.” Ben felt a danger signal here. He pulled his wife's hand, but it was thrown.
Not giving up immediately, Ben again used other ways to attract the woman. Holding Dea's waist, then forcing her to sit on her lap.
“Ben!” Dea was about to refuse, even trying to stand up forcibly, but Ben's detention at the waist was much stronger.
“Sst!” Ben sizzled out first. “Let me clear in the car, okay? Don't gini, De, I'm ashamed. Ntar I thought I'd brainwashed you.”
Dea slowly began to soften at Ben's intended offer, so he nodded in agreement. The woman did not say anything, getting off Ben's lap after being allowed, moving to her own seat.
During this breakfast activity this morning, Dea almost never glanced elsewhere except looking sharply at Ben.
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“So, obviously what you did last night until your body bruised a lot!”
Ben had just sat himself in the steering wheel when the grudgingly disputable order was issued by Dea. She wasn't early in the car just for the sake of asking this.
“I accident bit on the road, De, time buy goods.”
“Why isn't your head bumped or bruised? Why should your body? Shoulders again, huh! Or the street also knows which sexy parts of your body make them kiss?”
“Seriously, De? Are you jealous of the streets?”
Dea did not reply, but her sharp gaze still continued to intimidate Ben.
“Kan head protected helmet, De.”
The woman immediately caught fire after hearing the logical answer just now. However, not immediately confirming, Dea instead moved his eyeball to the left as if looking for another reason.
“Your motor is also damaged?” dea asked, and Ben immediately nodded in agreement.
“Iya, have entered the workshop.”
Dea was not satisfied with the answer. Ben's calmness in answering had not calmed the woman enough from bad thoughts.
“You—“
“Btw.” The two almost simultaneously spoke, but Ben who chose to continue his speech. “Dea why suddenly care about me excessively like gini?”
“Dea ..” Ben to massage the temple because the direction of this woman's conversation is getting strange. “You really suspect I'm the same Why? Seriously? Oath, De?”
“Who knows?”
“Neither, De. Unless I'm not lustful with Dea, then you can be suspicious. Lah this? I keep going if I'm with you, how can I be interested in Dika?” Ben paused for a moment, but did not let Dea interrupt. He continued. “Kan ending our marriage, I should be caught cheating, De. Why are you so scared right now that I'm coming home?”
Dea was at a loss for words, and it made Ben even more anxious. The man smiled amusedly, then brought a free hand to gently wipe the top of the wife's head.
“You ...” Dea blurted out softly, vibrating. His eyes were blankly on Ben. “Truly start cheating?”
“Dea ..” Ben hissed annoyed. “I was in an accident, De. How can you not believe it?”
The woman was in confusion. He himself did not understand what he was thinking at the moment. Dea had a hard time believing the other answer her husband had said, because in her head only one shadow flashed.
Ben, with this physical perfection, could have gotten a more beautiful and submissive woman from Dea.
Damn, just imagining it, Dea felt.
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Instead of staring at a laptop to check the development of the restaurant, Dea was busy with his cellphone displaying events in real-time in the kitchen, through CCTV.
The woman must find that Ben is on a friendly phone call at a cooking activity, or a special smile at the woman whether it's an employee or a guest.
However, there is no.
Dea was dissatisfied with his discovery. His eyes began to tire, but did not find anything unsuspecting. He put his phone on the table, leaned against the glass, and continued to work.
Every now and then, keep glancing at the phone to make sure that everything is normal, and it is.
Until, when Dea turned his head again, he found something strange.
Ben was only supposed to be in charge of delivering food and serving customers, but why now even switch positions with one of the women who served in the dishwasher?
Dea has made a determination. His eyes turned sharp when he saw the woman he thought was having a special relationship with Ben.
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Adam Bentala :
[Shortly, De, don't bother me. Again exclaiming.]
The answer to the message made Dea growl annoyed. Indeed, tonight Ben went home with him to make Dea not much to ask, but the sudden togetherness between Dika and Ben made the woman unable to calm down.
Who can guarantee that they do not conspire to hide their secrets? Given their age, Ben could have contracted the soul of the player's younger brother.
So, this cannot be allowed.
Dea hiccups standing up from the bed. He walked very hurriedly out of the door, but barreled out. He stopped for a moment as he passed through the closet.
Dea smiled, as she turned to the cupboard. He opened one of the doors, picked out a line of clothes in the hanger, then pulled one.
A red satin dress with lace on the chest and waist was her choice. A wedding gift, whose intention had been to be thrown away since Dea first saw it, but today she wears it.
Wrapped fitting curves of his body, with a spaghetti shoulder strap, and the lower end only up to half a thigh. Dea felt too exposed, but was reluctant to retreat. Her hair was parsed, scrambled, then returned to the phone to take a picture of herself as an invitation for the man to come.
Sure enough, less than a minute after the two ticks turned blue, the door to Dea's room had already been opened.
Dea smiled inductive fashion, so the man approached immediately after closing the door. That's when, Dea's eyes turned to the phone that Ben had originally placed on the nightstand.
He wants to find out all about Ben through that smart thing.