Married Old Virgin Boss
28. A Hard Call to Reject

Dea did not have time to ask further about Ben's condition last night because the man immediately lay down next to him and pulled the blanket as if he wanted to put a boundary between them. Dea herself is somewhat self-aware, that she may have overdone Ben, so she gives the man a moment to be alone. While he spent almost two hours in a chaotic mind full of questions.

Until the next day, Dea could wake up earlier than Ben. Out of nowhere initiative, the girl propped up her body with both arms flexed, then carefully examined Ben's condition. Starting from his forehead, as well as the man's breath.

His forehead was bruised, even his cheeks. Dea looked very shaky when down Ben's skin there was a bluish mark of it.

On a whim, Dea sat down to carefully lift the tip of Ben's shirt until the man's body was plastered with more and more bruises. Although only vague, Dea still can not ignore the feelings of guilt because he was sure, this bruise was caused by the fall of Ben yesterday and the former woman's seat last night.

"Ben." Dea called out. He's back next to Ben. Touching the man's face gently, full of guilt. "Ben, you don't want to die yet, do you?"

"Fatigue is a widow, De." The sudden answer made Dea gasp in shock, because the man before him had not opened his eyes at all.

Ben prevented Dea from moving away, holding the woman's hand to her face. On that day, Ben also changed his lying position to face his wife.

"It hurts?" ask Dea carefully when touching some bruises on Ben's face. "Have a really weak body! Falling a little directly nosebleed! I fell down a lot, stuck a two-minute bump!" This time, Dea's voice sounded resolutely full of grimace.

Ben snorted amusedly in response. He hugged his wife so that their distance was closer now. The man seemed reluctant to let out the slightest sound, and only smiled amusedly at how worried Dea was at the moment.

"Bbn ...." Dea called out, expecting an answer. "Are you really sick? Yesterday's tremor, including?"

"Dea knows if the nosebleed was caused by two things?"

"What aja?" dea asked curiously, while fixing the position to listen more carefully to the man's speech.

"So bad that's gonna die." Ben just explained one thing, and suddenly the grip of Dea's hand on the collar of Ben's shirt immediately strengthened. The man smiled, then continued, "Or .. because he saw a sexy body. Guess what, I got a nosebleed why last night?"

To find out that answer, Dea slowly lowered her head in order to see her own look. Kimono he did not have time to wear to be an external addition of clothing, so the woman only wore super open lingerie for a full night.

One little slap was slapped Dea in Ben's chest. The girl's lips thinned strongly, showing contrived anger.

"You want to die, you still think pervertly!"

"It's hard to regulate how the brain works, De, especially if it's dealing with a woman's body."

"Seriously, you're the one who thinks you're really making males know, Ben?!" Dea removed her hand from her husband's chest, and rejected the man's hand from his body.

"Sorry," replied Ben indifferently. Completely never feel guilty for what he said earlier—especially for Dea alone.

However, the man's relaxed demeanor instantly dissipated replaced the expression of shock when Dea began to wake up. If she'd just get out of bed, Ben probably wouldn't care. However, Dea did not move at all from his sitting position, instead carrying both hands to the back of the neck, to release the row of hooks behind his back.

"De?" Ben gawked in amazement as the woman voluntarily removed one by one the thin cloth from her body.

Ben had not even had time to think, when the collar of his shirt was pulled by force so he had to sit suddenly. While Dea, as Ben's body wakes up, he also settles on the bed.

"Slow down but, yeah. I feel like dying if you hurry up without giving me a break."

...*...

Coming late to the restaurant was not the most surprising thing for Ben and Dea, but rather the presence of a guest in one of the visitor seats. Ben, who was slower to get out of the car, immediately approached Dea when his wife was to be approached by the visitor: Elvan. Intending to provide protection, but just as Elvan is right in front of them, Dea pulls Ben's arm gently.

When glimpsed, Dea gives a small slab.

"Let me finish" whispered Dea, reassuring.

Ben was initially hesitant, intending to fight Dea's argument but his wife had already come forward to confront Elvan.

"You go to your workplace there. Other employees can be envious if you are free to enter late," continued Dea who can no longer be rejected by Ben.

Before leaving the place, Ben continued to stare sharply at the warning to Elvan. In fact, he only stopped when Ben had entered the kitchen area.

"Dea, I'd like to talk to you for a second. Personally." Elvan came closer, shrinking the distance to make the atmosphere between them even more intense.

Ben showed up again shortly afterwards. Already delivering food to the table around as his eyes continued to point sharply at Elvan. Dea was uncomfortable with it.

"It's still quiet there." Dea pointed at one of the seats that was still empty. "Speak over there."

When the woman was about to step there, Elvan hurriedly restrained her arm.

"In your workspace if so. Let's have some privacy."

"It seems we no longer discuss company secrets, so there is no need for anything to be privatized to the extent," Dea replied. "Are there, or am I continuing my work?"

"Okay, okay." Elvan immediately agreed, followed by a very reluctant gust of rough breathing. "To there."

Dea gave a small nod, and led Elvan towards the seat at the very corner. They sat across from each other, in order to focus on the conversation. However, it was difficult for Dea. Because Ben shows up more often, whether delivering food, serving orders, or mopping. The man was very busy this morning.

"Dea!" call Elvan in a firm voice, making Dea surprised and turn to him forcibly. "Aren't you holding me?"

"A—what was it, Van?" dea asked, nervous. Really didn't catch anything because he was too busy on Ben.

"I'm ready to divorce my wife to come back with you, De."

Immediately, after Elvan said that, Dea immediately glared perfectly. His forehead also shriveled, along with the standing of the woman's back because of the strain.

"I'm sick of filling my parents' happiness, De. Now, I want to pursue my own happiness, "Elvan immediately took Dea's hand to hold gently, "That's you."