Marrying the Cruel Young Master 2
Special Episode - Circuit
Day changed Sunday. Today, as agreed, Viana will race with Lyana on the circuit they have rented for that one day.
They seemed to be warming up before the race. Not only them, there are also Sean and Zein who are just spectators. Prohibit any free, because the race is what the two tough women like.
After the warm-up, Viana and Lyana started the race, but only ten laps.
The car had sped up after receiving the cue from the flag being flown.
The sound of the car was heard. Sean and Zein stand watching their wives race.
"It's all because of your fault." Sean elbow Zein.
"I've been trying to help you." Zein elbowed Sean back.
"Then it's both of us's fault."
"You asked for help and now I'm being blamed?" Zein looked in annoyance.
"Here you go, this time you're gonna have to help me prepare a surprise for her."
Zein scrunched his forehead. "The book is ready?"
"I worked hard for it."
"I'm not sure the stitches will be good. You're an amateur sewing machine." Zein mellowing.
"Somehow everyone likes you so much that he says it's friendly, but with me, you're so annoying."
"Yes, that's right, yeah. You're also known to be fierce, but near Viana you're always shrunken."
Zein's words made Sean even more upset.
"Om Dirga's very nice, but you're very annoying. I'm fiercely descending from my papa. You're a bitch like this downhill from who? Aunt Celin doesn't suck, she's just as chatty as Oma Laura."
"I'm a special bitch to you."
"Papa and Om Dirga are also never suitable for arguing, but they love each other. And vou? Do you love me?" Sean looked at Zein seriously.
Zein looked at Sean. Both of his hands held Sean's shoulders. "I love you so much, Sean, come on, kiss me, hug me." Zein approached Sean who directly pushed him.
"Curtain it, stop it. Absolutely disgusting! I'm sorry to ask you that. You weird cousin." Sean shook off the shirt Zein had been holding.
"Hahaha, you're fishing for me." Zein laughed amusedly at Sean's expression.
"It's all your fault, Ly, if you hadn't tucked me in, I'd have won" Viana grumbled.
"Hahaha, you're the only one who hasn't been able to beat me in the past." Lyana laughed loudly.
"What's wrong?" sean asked as he rubbed Viana's cheek.
"I lost."
"Losing a win is common, why be angry?"
"I lost the last round and it sucks!"
"According to the agreement, the victor has the right to invite the losing husband to race."
"What's? A race? What kind of a bet is that? No, I don't want to!" Sean refused with a tense face. Being brought to race with Viana is already pretty creepy, and now he has to one car with Lyana. Is this a dream?
Zein laughed loudly at hearing that.
"That's a deal. The victor brings the loser husband five rounds, while the loser carries the winning husband two rounds."
Zein's smile disappeared.
"What's? Nah! I don't want to! You're not as fast as Lyana, but the way to get your car can be like a drunk. I don't want to!"
"If you don't want to, then we'll go on vacation without you guys" Viana explained.
"Vacation? Without us? No, no!" Sean shakes.
"Yes, don't go without us." Zein added.
"In that case, would you still refuse?" ask Lyana.
Both husbands also nodded. They were forced to follow the rules of the wives.
Sean who was with Lyana was only able to hold the handle on top with two hands and wore a tight seatbelt with a tense face throughout the race.
While Zein who was with Viana was only able to close her eyes while continuing to speak.
"Astaghfirullahalazim! Protect the servant, O Allah."