My Rich Husband's
The Part 60
Davis and George photographed three people who looked like a pair of families, with a father and his two daughters. But the truth is, one of them was his daughter's best friend. But they seemed to see something strange from the three people.
“Do you feel anything awkward with the three of them?” lirih Davis as her eyes continue to focus on taking pictures.
“Yes, what do you think is the same as me?” george replied in a soft voice like a whisper.
“They three look alike,” explained Davis after he took a closer look at the three people he was photographing.
“It turns out you saw it too,” George continued. His eyes continued to look at Diora, Gabby, and Lordeus to be sure again with what he thought.
“There's no way they're brothers, right?” ask Davis.
“Mana may be .. I've confirmed that Diora is from Melbourne, while Lord and Gabby are pure Finns .. so how can they be brothers?” obviously George remembered himself having found out as much detail as he had about Diora at that time.
“But you said, Diora used to be taken by her grandmother to Finland .. Is it possible that they came from the same grandmother?” connect Davis.
“No way, Lord's parents are not Diora's grandmother, you know what the Lord of the family is, while Diora is just a granddaughter of an ordinary family,” George said.
“What is too long friends and together can make someone look like?” chirps Davis.
“Can be,” great-grandson George.
“We've been together for twenty years, but we don't look alike.” Davis said. The eyes that had been focused forward now turned to look at and look at George.
“Who are we not similar? Even we are both the same ... equally handsome,” as good as George. He looked at Davis and pressed his lips together.
Diora was annoyed to see the two men who were almost the same height continue to talk, instead of focusing on taking pictures. He does not want the results of his photo shots original and not good.
“Who is chatting? We were just chatting,” elak Davis stared flatly at Diora from her position.
“It's the same.” Diora grunts asphalt. “I'm here to see the results.” He walked up to Davis and grabbed Gabby's cell phone.
He walked back to give his best friend's phone to check the photos.
“Bagimana?” tanya Diora showed me the photos on her phone.
“Not bad,” replied Gabby. “Try you slide and see all the results, maybe there is something better,” the proposal.
The pair of friends saw some of Davis' shots slowly, they observed one by one without being missed.
“This is the best,” Gabby said stopping Diora finger activity sliding the phone screen.
“Let's see the photos on your phone, maybe better,” pinta Diora pointed with her chin towards the phone in Gabby's hand.
“This how?” Gabby showed me a picture from her phone.
“Devil once, why are we gaping his mouth even in the photo,” grumbled Diora. “Try sliding, see other photos,” the door again.
Gabby swiped to the right of her phone. He snorted bitterly when he saw no other photos, just one photo shot by George.
“You are not sincere yes,” accuse Gabby in her delicate tone. Pointing with his finger towards the already cool George sitting casually on the sofa.
“Have been helped instead of thanking instead of accusing,” George said no less ketus.