Sold My Husband and Bought My Ex-Boyfriend
Fifty One

Two special parts, for those of you who have been willing to read up to this point. Chubby ... Muach! Lope-lope hides cows. 😝

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"You-you?" Vanya was stunned and almost fell if Marco did not immediately pull the woman's wrist. Marco hurriedly leaned against his body at the door before Vanya knew the situation inside the actual room.

"What are you doing in front of my room?"

Vanya turned her face away, embarrassed. The position of the man who was still bare-chested made the woman have to swallow her saliva with difficulty because it was plagued by nervous feelings. Although he had seen, touched, and even felt his stoutness, Vanya was still ashamed if the situation was conscious like this.

"I'm looking for Nadia" he said clumsily. Then looked down awkwardly while tucking her hair behind her ear.

"Nadia's been going to work since this morning. He's having a sudden meeting with a client, so I'll be with you for shopping."

"Gee!" Vanya looked innocent, the woman's eyes were a little wandering out of curiosity wanting to see the contents of the room inside. He tried to peek out from behind the blemish that was not covered by Marco's body.

Nahas a thousand ill-fated, Vanya's phone is still connected, Zenith who felt the silence behind there began to chat, said,

"Van!"

"Vany!"

"Where are you, Van? Have you managed to get into Marco's room? Have you seen the wedding photos of Nadia and Marco? Surely they were just a charade right," the woman's cerocos from back there while waiting for an answer.

Sontak Vanya was glued without a word. All of his hair stood up in a frenzy because the voice of Zenith could be heard clearly by Marco's ears.

The woman was still flirting nervously several times before finally turning off the video. "Sorry," he said.

"What is Zenith's voice?" marco asked with a suspicious look. "What are you two planning?" he continued, full of emphasis.

Vanya chose to bow quietly within a million thoughts that came raging. He who usually always has a spicy answer, for the first time feel silenced without any power at the end of the nail.

Maybe it's time.

Marco looked at the woman's face fixedly. He gathered all doubts that had been fixing himself, then threw away the prejudice along with the blow that had been held back, and ....

Marco's entire body squeezed until his head ended up falling gently over Vanya's left shoulder. The woman to the point of flirting with wonder got such a shocking treatment.

Was he not angry, why did his behavior become like this?

"I'm no longer strong enough to hold all this Van, I really can't stand it, I want to stop right now" the man shrieked along with a hand that gently coiled around the waist containing Vanya. Then pull it a little tight without making the woman claustrophobic.

Vanya tried to wake up his consciousness to make sure the man in front of him was really Marco who had always been fond of torturing him. A second ago he still looked fierce and cold, but soon the man turned strange like not the crazy Marco David Fernando he usually knew.

"I love you Van!" The man's tears just fell. "The more I hate you the more I love you," he said.

What did he say just now .. love?

Sontak Vanya turned away in disbelief. His soul floated between being in the dream realm and reality. There was nothing he could do but be dumbfounded in silence without a word.

"Actually I'm so tormented, Van! I suffer because of what I do myself. All this time I always try to resist longing and being ignorant so as not to fall in love and repeat my stupidity a second time. But it doesn't diminish my love, I'm getting crazy." The clear liquid coming out of Marco's eye-crest began to seep through, penetrating the thin dress that Vanya was wearing and starting to wet the woman's smooth shoulder.

"What do you mean, Marco?" Unbelief certainly still exists. He tried to make sure once again that the man was not performing in front of him.

Vanya tries to unite his heart and logic that has fallen too deep. He took many breaths, still in a cuddling position, Vanya's hand crept up and touched Marco's back head. Dabbing unconsciously until he too late in this unpredictable atmosphere.

"Try to explain slowly," he said.

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