Mr. Vazquez & Mrs. Vazquez
Forty-three

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"Aww .." ringis Anton when Prilly was too strong to press the wound due to Ardo and Marvel's punch.

A week ago Anton was discharged from the hospital, and today on their promise Ardo and Marvel knocked Anton unconscious instead of playing the two men. Really Anton did not want to be hit again by the sumo, do not eat what they.

"Good taste?! So find out first what happened actually, not even draw conclusions as good as your spite. If I think it's me who's bothered! Who is sick? You are! I've been able to sin ehh in people's keroyokin again! Want me to crack too?!" prilly's Nagging.

"You want your dong keroyokin. The origin of love, "

Prilly hits Anton's arm. "The race continues,"

"Sick baby," whine Anton.

"Do you want to be on medication?" ketus Prilly's.

"Baby tell me mommy dong, don't get mad at daddy keep going. Daddy's afraid of mommy if again fierce gini," Anton fights while stroking Prilly's stomach.

Prilly chuckled, then stroked Anton's head which was still in front of his stomach. "Daddy is a wayward mommy is angry" Prilly said, mimicking a child's voice.

Anton looked at Prilly gently. "You'll be my wife for two weeks, baby" Anton smiled. Prilly nodded with a smile and hugged Anton.

Yeah, Anton and Prilly are getting married in two weeks.

***

"Anton what the hell is that?" asked Viola who was relaxing with Ardo.

"Like Antonio" answered Ardo as he was.

Viola clucked in annoyance. "I mean by its nature, Ardo."

"Why are you another man?!" ketus Ardo's.

"It will be doang, it's jealous," said Viola then selonjukkan feet while observing the density of Jakarta traffic.

Ardo looked at Viola. "Who is jealous?" he said he enjoyed the view again. "You're just looking, there's not 'a married woman but instead another male with her husband'? There is no Viola. Even you are in a state of cheating! Moreover, you are in the shoes of the actor. Want to be an actor? This is the era of rampant actors. Anton's already getting married anyway, so don't find out about him, and you're in Prilly's thump, will you? Don't want to, do you? That's it!" said long. He gasped after saying that. Gini it feels like talking without pause ckck.

Viola gaped at Ardo's chattering. Ardo who used to only speak a few words is now a very chatty Ardo.

This is Ardo, isn't it? Or again?

"Your art .. doesn't hurt, does it?"

"What's? I'm not sick, why are you? Do you see me sick? Cocky? Can you play with other guys? Da? You—"

"Astaghfirullah, what do you think?! I never thought I'd want to play with another guy behind you! You have heart!" viola said angrily and left the balcony.

Ardo. Did you speak wrong? his inner.

Without a second thought Ardo immediately followed Viola.

***

Viola who felt that Ardo had started to distrust himself could only cry on the edge of her bedroom window.

"Ardo, what the hell is that? That's how much I hate him ..." I don't know, lately he's been crying a lot, not really Viola. What a Viola mellow? Sometimes he is also disgusted by the tears that he always let out even though only a trivial problem. Ardo used to say spicy, but Viola B is different, why now?

Suddenly a pair of burly arms reached up to Viola's waist from behind and leaned his head against Viola's shoulder. "I'm sorry .. " I'm sorry about that guy.

"I'm sorry," he said. "I don't know why lately my emotions have been unstable" he continued.

Viola was silent, there was no intention for him to answer Ardo's apology. He was upset, it was nice that the refrigerator was recklessly accuse people is!

"Sorry, Viola," he said once more. Viola remained silent. Let's know which cake didiemin it, all this time Ardo is very often diemin Viola.

"Viola," call Ardo.

"Hm,"

"I'm sorry,"

"Hm,"

"I promise you, I won't be like this anymore,"

"Hm,"

"Viola, I promise."

"Hm,"

Ardo sighed. "I'll do whatever you want to forgive me,"

Hearing that made Viola look at Ardo. "whatever?"

Ardo smiles. "Anything. But don't buy a country, I can't afford it yet,"

"Promise?" Viola brandished his little finger.

"Promise,"

Ardo raised an eyebrow, that's all? His inner. "We're buying now" Ardo said

Viola shook his head. "Not buying, but making your own"

"All right, we make it now."

Viola shook his head again. "We don't do it,"

Ardo was confused. "Continue?"

Viola. "Dioni,"

Holy hooch!

***

"It's over, what's up, which?"

"Eggs. Separate yellow is just as white" said one girl across the street.

"Don't separate! Kasian, we'll miss. I guess I'm the same as you, can't separate. If you separate the innate kangen mulu,"

"God! What a sweet mouth," the cynical girl.

"Yes sweet. You've never tried, have you? I'll kiss you later so you can taste the sweetness of my mouth. Keep asking and min—"

"Essum! Want to teach you?"

"Eh-eh ajarin dong. If you have finished teaching me, I will teach you too. I'll teach you how to kiss mecup—"

"I am matiin ya!"

"Eh no! Let's teach you again,"

Ardo and Viola were only able to shake their heads hearing Dion's absurd talk on the phone.

"Dion! Cepetan. I am hungry!" shout Viola.

"Yaelah brother! Patience little napa, this I've entered into the oven," annoyed Dion

"Darling, how long is this waiting?" dion asked Ana, who was there.

"Wait about 45 minutes. But you have to look around too if there is a burning smell before 45 minutes of direct matiin,"

"Yes dear. 45 minutes huh? Let alone 45 minutes, even a lifetime I can afford kam—yah yahh. Belom finished this by the way. I have a boyfriend who is gini amet yak," grumbled Dion when the lover turned off his phone.

Ardo and Viola giggled amusedly. "You're a lot of sheep, Yon. Where dime again, basic Playboy Station," kekeh Viola

Dino blinks her lips funny. "Bang Ardo says to Viola dong, stop calling Dion 'Playboy Station'. Handsome guy gini spelled Playboy Station. It's kesel,"

Ardo rolled his eyeballs lazily to hear his cousin's unqualified babble.

Trings.

The sound of the alarm made Dion rush to pick up the cake in the oven. The smell of the cake was inevitable to make Viola drool even more. Like a cartoon, Viola's saliva must have fallen to the floor.

"The handsome chef Dion's cake using BGT is gone," said Dion lifting a plate containing pieces of cake and then putting the plate on the table.

"Please taste Mr and Mrs Vazquez" Dion said, bowing respectfully. Ala chef kingdom. Dion is full of drama, just like his life.

"Thank you." Viola immediately tasted brownies ala bujang Dion impatiently.

Dion's heart beat fast when the cake went into Viola's mouth, he was like a Master Chef competition participant. Dion was afraid that the cake would become poison because the one who cooked it was DION.

"How's it?" dion and Ardo asked at the same time.

Viola nodded his head. "Hm good,"

Instantly Dion and Ardo breathed a sigh of relief.

"But how does my stomach hurt?"

***

Two weeks later.

"Huh?"

"AH!!"

The echoing voice signified that a man and a woman had become a husband and wife.

No one was happier than to hear Mr. Penghulu say that sacred sentence.

"Alhamdulillah!"

Viola could not help but cry when he saw the beautiful bride with a hijab attached to her head was already a wife and a mother-to-be.

Viola was still moved, his mind drifting away during his marriage to the person next to him, Ardo. Marriage without love. But now it was different, Viola already loved her husband.

Viola looked at Ardo and smiled. Ardo was confused as to why Viola looked at him like that.

But at once Viola's speech made Ardo's heart feel like it wanted to get out of place.

"Ardo, I Love You,"