Married Old Virgin Boss
45. For Dea

The condition of the house is no longer the same, especially the atmosphere between Ben, Dea, and Dion. The three of them looked nervous when they accidentally met each other. Except for Dea and Dion. It made Ben feel uncomfortable.

Ben's feeling is that he's threatened at the moment. Especially after Dea's confession, that all the criticism was really based on Dion, Ben was really scared. The absence of a bond between them, clearly magnifies the possibility of a special feeling.

Ben wouldn't want that until it happened.

The man was so heavy thinking. Even his gaze looked blank when glancing forward. He occasionally let out a long sigh, showing how furious he was. No one cares but one person.

“Why, Ben?” ask Dika. He even canceled his desire to put food on the spoon in his mouth, just to show concern for his brother-in-law. “You're like a stressed person. What are you thinking? Ma'am Dea gives you a punishment, Ben?”

Because Ben's brain was too busy thinking about his relationship going forward, he was nervous when asked such a question. The man straightened his back spontaneously, and glanced right-left as if to ask for an answer. However, Dea only glanced meaningfully at him. While Dion, almost never changed his sharp face, if he faced directly with the sister-in-law.

“No,” said Ben while scratching the small part of his temple. “Cuman .. working thoughts.”

“Not working, Ben. Tuh bini pinter nyari money, benefitsin lah.” Dika gives an option that immediately makes him get a wide shot from the brother.

Instead of being afraid, Dika even more showing a happy grin over the anger of the brother.

“Soalya, tuh bini like it can not be made baby production, so yes, use money production, Ben. You stay nyari another girl—“

“Dika!” Diana immediately interrupted the elder's words, when Dea was already standing from her chair taking a swing to slap.

Instead of being afraid of the big brother's plot, Dika even laughed a little. I love this hobby.

“Joking times, Ma. Ben is not the one who is like that,” reply Dika relaxed, then continue to put food into the mouth. “Cie .. who is really afraid that Ben is cheating. Cie ...”

Dea rotates her eyeballs, along with a rough gust of breath that shows her efforts to reduce the level of anger in her. He sat back in his chair, but had no interest in eating at all. Just take a long glass filled with water, then gulp it twice. The woman ended up sitting lazily, with both arms folded in front of her chest.

“De, not leaving yet? I want to go to the office,” said Dion suddenly. The man was almost the same as Dea, leaving half of their food on the plate.

Dea without hesitation immediately gave two steady nods. He confidently stood up, picked up his bag and blazer, then left the dining room without saying anything. In fact, just glancing at other family members, no.

“De ...” Ben called, even standing up. Willing to pursue the departure of the two of them, but Dika's voice stopped his desire.

“Let's do it, Ben. They are that. Songong is equally prestigious,” said Dika casually.

While Ben who seemed very hesitant to return to his seat, glanced meaningfully at Kahar. He gulped violently, and clearly showed off to the in-laws, that ....

Ben is afraid that Dea will reciprocate Dion's feelings.

“Pak,” said Ben in a rather hasty tone. “I want to accept Mr. Kahar's offer to work in the company.”

It's for Dea. Ben was determined that way.

...*...

Ben tries to get all Dea's attention while at the restaurant, but the woman always busies herself with work. Even locked the door to his room, and forbid if Ben brought him lunch.

Suddenly, Ben thought of something.

Is this Dea's plan to have them separate as soon as possible, and she can marry Dion? Or, this is Dea's effort, so that in his room, he was free to talk and chat with Dion?

Ben doesn't know which guess is right. Whatever it is, it all hurts. It makes him barely able to focus. However, for the sake of professionalism and maintaining Dea's good name, the man forced himself to stay focused.

Unfortunately, the condition is further complicated when Dea intends to go home early.

“You left here on a motorbike, right?” dea asked, as she intended to get into her car. “If you go with me, motor want you anything? I also can't just leave the car to catch the wind gegara ride your motor.”

“Dea why even mad at me? The one who spoke wrongly Dika, why am I even the one who Nerima anger you?” Ben demands. His intention was to raise the tone of voice, but as he was still in the restaurant area, he painstakingly held his voice to keep it like a whisper.

“No idea,” says Dea lazily. He shrugged both his shoulders indifferently. “Your face is very supportive, make lakain what Dika said earlier.”

“De ...” Ben hissed annoyed at this strange remark of his wife. “Jonestly with me. You're just soin alesan Dika, keep my distance, ‘kan? Just so you can decet the same Dion?”

Dea did not answer, but a relaxed expression that seemed challenging from the woman, made Ben convinced that the answer to his question was ‘ya’.

“You were confused yourself yesterday. You are shocked, you are astonished. You are the frightened. You ... why can it even be a gini, De?” Ben is pithy, half frustrated about what Dea is doing at the moment.

“Lagian, we will also be divorced in our first anniversary later, Ben.”

“Yes. After one year of marriage. Now, you're still my wife. As your husband, I don't want you to pick up any men without my permission!” ben said with a strong affirmation. In fact, he made it clear with a serious facial expression.

Unfortunately, Dea did not appear to be affected at all. The woman remained calm, then continued to board her car.

“Yes, just keep your ban,” Dea said as she closed the car door firmly. “I don't mind ending this wedding as soon as possible.”

“De?” Ben is increasingly astonished at Dea's current decision. “You ...”

“You want me to pay how much compensation?” challenge Dea.

The man still had a hard time thinking after seeing the wife's attitude. But soon, Ben improved his posture to be more firm, and a small throats to smooth the throat.

“Mahal, De,” says Ben in the end. “What is clear, you who have a lot of this money, I will make it difficult to pay the fine.”

Dea pulls the corners of the lips, between being interested in the words of the husband, or simply challenging them.

“OK. Continue this discussion at home later.” Car window glass raised Dea.

As a signal of closing the chat this time.

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