Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy
Another Step

"So who's Isabella?" Vio returned the menu book to the waiters after ordering his meal.

Actually, he was somewhat surprised by the news of marrying Hendra who impressed this impromptu.

If Mahendra was still a high-ting virgin, an impromptu marriage kayak gini would have been a buzzer of complex mothers.

Well, definitely the MBA (Married By Accident).

Tuti Wibowo nih (i'm pregnant first, it's been three months...) auto singing, ye right?

Because of this Mahendra, whose age has entered the elderly category, then the topic of blasphemy is replaced.

Not looking for age!

Not to lose to his son!

The smell of the ground is still in marriage!

Hmmmm...

If that's the question of Violin, which woman is about to steal the heart of her former in-laws?

What Vio knew during his son-in-law, Mr. Hendra was seen to keep his distance from women.

Dion and Vio had a prank match with a widow of Dion's business partner.

Beautiful, kind, motherly and also rich.

Never mind being interested, just smile Mr. Hendra reluctant if not for the sake of politeness.

Only with Mama Vio, Mahendra looks flexible. Which is what triggers Violin's suspicion if they have an affair.

Whereas between Atmanegara-Maharani and Arum-Mahendra have been friends for a long time.

Violin folded her arms over the table, waiting for Dion's reply.

"You remember I told you about Sus Bell? The nurse who took care of my mama first?"

"Sus Bell? Sister Bella means that?"

Dion snapped his finger. And the story flowed from Dion's mouth.

Violin mangosteen between listening to Dion's story and enjoying the wagyu meat that the vow is very festering in his mouth.

"Hmm. in the end women are also harmed." he feeds the last piece into the mouth.

"But it's not entirely the man's fault either. Sometimes they want to embrace but are misunderstood." said Dion while finishing his mango juice.

Violin raised her eyebrows, "no normal woman would want to damage someone else's household. Except he's a Pela cur. I would do the same if I were in Isabella's position."

"Don't get me wrong, my mom gave me the green light for the relationship."

"One thing you forgot, has anyone ever asked how hurt your heart is? Not a single woman is willing to be in honey, Dion. Especially in the last moments of his life."

"okay!" Dion raised his hand. "So it's still the man's fault, right?" continued again. He wants to finish this argument. Arguing with women who are sensitive will not have an end.

"It's not about who's right who's wrong, it's all happening." Violin grunts are a bit gaseous.

"Make a lesson, if it turns out that no man can be trusted in this world." Vio straightened out his mineral water.

Dion leaned his back on the chair and relaxed his shoulders upon hearing Violin's statement.

"You flattened all the men of the fall tablets." Dion protested subtly.

"Loh, right? Not a few men who are not disgusted lick their own spit."

Telak.

Dion's jaw is hardened. His face was flushed, between rage and shame. Obviously Violin just said it.

Dion pressed his face right in front of Violin's face and whispered softly, "you know I don't like trite talk, so is there a ban on me licking my spit again, hm?" he tilted his head waiting for Vio's response.

Violin looked into Dion's eyes, she raised her chin, challenging Dion with her eyes.

"Give me a sign, then I'll go forward or will retreat forever." sizzled Dion softly and clearly in Violin's ears.

Dion pulled his face, then paid the bill and pulled Violin's hand out of the restaurant.

Throughout the journey they were silent. Vio's chest was certainly rumbling. Dion obviously still wants it. But selling is expensive, pull over intentionally.

Vio who had felt 'discarded', now became worried.

Breng and you Dion! Rutuk Vio in heart.

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"Take Vio in, your mother's in the room." Mahendra said when Vio and Dion reached his residence.

The face of Mahendra's sumringah makes Violin relieved, last met when Mahendra looks withered. It's 180 degrees different today. Mahendra in his best condition. A radiant face and looks more alive.

In the living room is ready the head of KUA and his assistant is completing the documents.

Then some family and relatives.

Juno was already sitting sweetly while eating sweets at the corner with Merry. Potatoes newlyweds, nempel keeps kayak boils.

And the unlucky twins, Pam and Sofia. Pam with her face bent, not as usual. Also Sofia who looked down on her phone. They are with their own minds.

Also Atmanegara who is fun to talk to someone. It seems they are talking about the price of ornamental plants that are starting to crawl down.

Widows are no longer selling, let alone the wave of love.

Well, there's Robert there too, Violin sparkles. Gleefully stepped closer to Rob.

"Hi baby..." Welcome Rob did not lose a year. He warmly welcomes the embrace of Violin.

Dion immediately snarled dislike. I don't know why his father had to see this doctor.

"Hi Rob, all alone?" Ask Vio.

"Oh no, that was with the head nurse as well, the group from the hospital. I don't know where it is now."

Violin is cringing, that close sir Hendra to invite the head nurse and entourage?

Rob greeted Dion, they shook hands for a moment.

"Vio, let's say I'm going to see you." Dion has not been long-lasting seeing the familiarity of Violin and Rob. And what is it, long time to hold Violin's hand. Huh!

"Oh yeah, have fun, Rob, I'll go upstairs." Vio waved his hand at a glance then stepped on Dion.

"You seem to care so much about this marriage?" Vio asked as he climbed the stairs.

Dion smiled, "I got the jackpot. You will know too." replied Dion.

Violin mangosteen.

"Mother's inside, probably still in makeup. I'll go to the toilet first." Dion left Violin in front of the room door.

Slowly Vio opened it, bending his head slightly.

This is the guest room, which is used when there are guests staying. Violin used to love sleeping here just as well as Dion.

Although in the morning when he woke up, Vio had found himself swallowed in his bedroom again.

She covered Dion's stocky body. Which...

Yak aampuun, Vio shook his head quickly.

This room is still the same as before, nothing has changed. Just the color of the bed linen and curtains, from white and now soft pink. Maybe mbog Mirah adjusts the atmosphere of the times huh.

Okeeee, slowly Vio stepped his legs inside again.A woman in white dress was sitting on her back to Violin. The long brocade touching the floor adds to the graceful impression of the wearer.

He was being self-sufficient, two MUA working on face and hair. The other two take care of the dress and shoes as well as the twisting.

The typical fragrance of the bride is clearly out in the room. The fragrant jasmine and the cantileted blend produce a strong and mysterious sacred aroma.

Violin tilted her head, she looked at the reflection of the bride's face in the mirror.

Real pretty. As the name suggests, Isabella.

Butbut wait...

"Tantee?!"

The soft pat on Violin's shoulder slightly jolted her. Violin.

"Jeffry?"

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