My Rich Husband's

My Rich Husband's
The Part 35


Davis came down the stairs with a steady stomp of his feet, describing his current annoyance. With a heavy heart he had to wear Diora's clothes. Pink sweater with thick, smooth fur that is very tight if worn on Davis's stocky body, plus long warm pants with a hello kitty motif. Making Diora who was behind Davis giggle.


George turned his gaze to look at the direction of the sound where the leg beat came from. She wanted to laugh at the look of her best friend. The look that was like a member of Man in Black, now turned into a hello kitty man. But he only held back his laughter by pursing his lips so that a loud voice that could drop his image did not come out.


“How dare you laugh at me!” murmured Davis after he threw his body on the long sofa. He did not sit in the chair again, because it was wet.


“I do not laugh at you,” elak George with his cold face and spread his shoulders a sign that he did not do what he was accused of.


“You must have intentionally pranked me?” tuding Davis pointed to Diora who was sitting on the sofa the same but spaced apart.


“Slander is more cruel than not slandering,” rattled Diora as she brushed aside Davis' finger pointing at her. Then he slightly smiled happily at the arrogant man's annoyance, his idea managed to reply to Davis to be upset.


Davis breathed in rough air, wanting to let him teach Diora a lesson by directly pouncing on her right now. But he said it, because it was not his third mission.


“Which courtesy is your host? You abandoned your guest and you didn't offer a drink,” Davis sneer by folding both hands in the chest.


“Sorry, what would you like to drink?” tawar Diora felt a little bad, because she was upset when Davis suddenly forgot her ethics in welcoming guests.


“Su warm,” Davis replied.


“There is no way a woman has no milk,” Davis looks, her eyes now turn to see something protruding in Diora's chest covered in warm and thick nightgown. “Even you always carry two wherever you go,” he continued giving a meaningful look.


“Basic pervert!” beaver Diora crossed both her hands on her chest. He understood the direction Davis was taking. “I will make you warm ginger,” strictly do not accept other requests.


Diora is now in the kitchen, making warm ginger from ready-made packaged ginger powder. Want him to prank again by adding chili powder so that the drink feels hot again on the lips, but he is not that bad.


“Please drink before becoming iced ginger.” Diora put two small glasses to the table in front of Davis and George.


“You didn't poison me, did you?” ask Davis full of insinuations.


“I'm not that bad sir,” replied Diora then pursed her lips in annoyance.


“Who knows you are upset with me or you want to kill me so that your debt is not charged,” accuse Davis of judging.


“I'm upset with you but I'm not as bad as you think,” said Diora, then gave her a satire. “Do not always have bad thoughts with someone, because the bad thoughts that you always think of it, can just describe that you have the nature that you blame on others.”