Revenge On Crazy Husband
34. Dating

Bilal stared at the figure of the woman in front of him who was frankly different from the initial expectations.

Since coming to this country, Bilal has found it very difficult to adapt. All his needs have been provided by the acquaintance of Larisa whom Bilal met, but Bilal found people in this country difficult to communicate with.

Many of them do not speak the international language while Bilal cannot speak the Indonesian language. Bilal thinks Larisa will meet him if Bilal has adapted enough.

"I have a lot of questions" Bilal said in an Egyptian accent. "But first, why are you dressed like this?"

Bilal has trouble focusing because Larisa looks 'a little too' beautiful today. She wears a dress that prints her limbs and is paired with a less useful outer covering the front and a catapult from the front.

"You know that I'm a man and men really like pretty good-bodied women, right?" ask Bilal again, make sure.

He does not want to be afraid to invite the wife of someone cheating. But his appearance made Bilal shadowed the affair. So maybe he should change his clothes?

"That's no problem. I put up on purpose," Larisa replied, leaving Bilal stunned.

"You want to seduce me?"

"No, I mean ...." Larisa fell silent and laughed to herself. "I'm sorry, I mean I purposely dressed this way because it's important. I'm not seducing you."

"All right." Bilal tried hard to keep staring at Larisa's face. "But at least take off your mask? I need a diversion."

"My task is important too."

Alright. He had Bilal beside him when he was hiding a face instead but not hiding anything else that should have been hidden?

A woman who wants to kill her husband is not normal.

"Then, what do you need today, madam?" Bilal tried to be professional.

"Date with me."

But then choking. "Why?!" he did not understand Larisa's weirdness.

"Hey, listen to the little girl. If I were to ask you why Demetrio Lawrence should die, you would definitely answer 'because it is necessary'. I know I'm right."

"Of course." Larisa finally took off the mask she was wearing, showing off her beautiful face that was daubed in thick makeup.

"Listen, I need a date secretly but I have to hide my face" Larisa explained. "On the other hand, I have to be flashy for people to see me with you so this is how I am. Can you stop asking questions and just do your job, since you came here to help me?"

Bilal shook his head in an inexhaustible manner. "Do women in this country not know that men have lust?" the man muttered in surprise, but followed Larisa as he wished.

They got in the car for a long time, then Larisa took him down to walk on the sidewalk. Bilal just quietly followed him but long time uncomfortable because of the view of people.

"Hey, I don't hate beautiful women but I hate being with women who are looked at as if they're naked. That bothers me, madam. Come on." Comeon."

"My husband's men are watching us" whispered Larisa, hugging Bilal's arm. "I have no problem being the object of lust so be calm, you little kolot."

Bilal grunts. Although finally he was silent because it was useless to argue Larisa. Bilal tries to look comfortable and ordinary at every attention given.

That's not a lie. Even the women who turned their heads were all looking at Larisa who looked too misplaced.

Bilal does not know why but suddenly he was upset not playing. Before he knew it, Bilal had already pulled Larisa, cornered her to the wall and prevented anyone from seeing her.

Especially the front.

I know why he hid his face, Bilal thought. Because his face was covered people would not want to look at his body. That's what he's after.

"What does all this mean?" bilal urges jengah. "If you want to kill your husband, put the poison on his milk and wait for him to choke dead. A walk in the middle of the city in clothes like this only makes you a spectacle."

It's a shame for Bilal and honestly he doesn't like that kind of woman.

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