Marrying You My Destiny
Hotpots

Fierce quarrels occurred inside the mall, until both were secured by security guards. They were dragged out, for making a noise.

"Huh, this man can't fight coldly what?" ask Kaila.

"Kaila is beautiful, men are different from women. Do not equate, because they like to fight muscles." replied Yana carelessly.

"But sometimes women like to grab each other's hair." Kaila was reminded of the latest drama she watched.

"I think fighting like that is less subtle. So, it seems childish." replied Yana.

"Then, what kind of quarrel does it look like that we don't lose?" Kaila wanted to know, so curious.

"By breaking the word of the opponent." Yana blinked her pliable eyelashes.

"Fight the debate tired me out, we're not lawyers either." Kaila recalled her being in the distance, harboring an upset when Isruni was with Kaihan.

"Then you become a lawyer." The giggling was not clear after speaking.

Chaka felt sore, because he slept on a bamboo bed. Not because he is hiding.

"I'm not used to confining myself in a room." Stretch the muscles of the arm, by moving to the right and left.

"I know, mister goes to work every day. Not to mention, the size of the jumbo bed. Where can stand it, stay here for so long." replied detective Melvi.

Detective Melvi made warm water for Mr. Chaka. After all, he was an important client. Not to mention, detective Melvi owes her a favor once accommodated. So now break even, ever exchange lodgings.

Chaka grabbed the glass handle, then gulped down some water. "True, feels the original delicacy."

"When I was abroad, I learned a little bit about using coffee machines." Detective Melvi takes the massage oil, then gives it to Chaka. "Massage your body using this oil, maybe the pain in your jaw and neck will subside." Pull a chair, then sit on it.

Chaka saw the brand on the oil. "Never heard of this product, where did you get it?" Scrubbing on the neck, then his fingers move pressing.

"This is special from the martial hall in China, very famous for its efficacy. The students there, if it's a slobbery practice. Maybe the meat tastes crumpled, but at night routinely use massage oil." Detective Melvi slightly pulled the corner of her lips, looking at Chaka who was amused because her hands were sticky and smelly.

Yana stabs a fork at the flour round-round. It was really appetizing, seeing the spicy gravy around teflon. Not to mention the chicken suwiran, which has been cooked perfectly. Makes the tongue more ferocious in devouring it. There are undercooked eggs, noodles, and raw lettuce.

"True to your words Kaila, that this is very tasty," said Yana.

"There's no problem, which can't be solved with a hotpot." Stretching his hands in any direction, until it hit the eyes of the little sister who passed by.

"Hua.. My eyes are sore." Screaming loudly, crying bitterly.

Kaila saw everyone watching her. "Let's run away." Kaila moved, and Yana followed.

"Kaila, you have to take responsibility." Trying to catch up with his naughty sister.

"I don't want to, I'm innocent. He himself who was not careful, carelessly passed next to me." Breath is dull, yet still speaking.

They were like two plain little children, playing chases towards the staple shopping room. Wanting to catch Kaila, he mistakenly hugged the rice. Yana continues to chase after him, but Kaila also does not stop.