
Delila stared fixedly at the worn invitation letter and some photos of the Baron being with a woman. Judging from the interaction in the photo, Delila was able to see how close and friendly the two human children were.
He was sure the Baron and the woman next to him had a special relationship. Can he be jealous? or even ask directly to the person concerned?
But isn't he and the Baron getting married because of one tragedy, isn't it out of consensual liking? even though he believes that only his heart accepts this marriage. Then what reason will Delila make later on that man? he was afraid that the Baron would even get angry or ignore him.
"But I'm the bin now, so don't blame it? angry business, I'm looking for a way to escape first." Delila muttered, her eyes could not be separated from the wedding invitation letter two names of the bride and groom, one of whom she recognized.
Baron Gunadi and Renata Lubis
Delila closed both her eyes, her breathing heavy as she felt a tightness in her chest. He wanted to tear, burn and destroy the paper he was holding, but his guts were not brave enough. He is afraid of making mistakes that could result in something happening.
"Has Samson married? keep him separated from his wife" Delila returned with her own speculations.
He stepped onto the bed, then sat there. His two eyes continued to look at the word on the old invitation.
"January 14, 2019, means a long time ago dong nih invitation. Mas Samson a virgin what a widower anyway? why am I so upset!" Delila was excited herself, she slammed her body into the bed without realizing that the foam mattress she often slept on was hard enough to make her waist gout.
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"Bang, please beat me up first. The father I meant to make the same marriage-,"
"Our work is done, the car has also entered the garage. So Madam now we'll excuse us!" Baron interrupted quickly, he helped his partner put the workshop tool into the car.
The armless black-shirted man immediately opened the car door, but the movement of his hand came to a halt as he felt a check at the end of his shirt.
"This is your life choice. Not that I've ever invited you to elope but you refuse to be an ungodly child? now mending you take care of your husband, so a good wife. I don't think I'm like any other guy!"
The baron immediately let go of the woman's handcuff, he ignored the pitiful gaze of the woman who had once filled the recesses of his heart. In fact, they almost had a wedding, but unfortunately two weeks before the historic day happened the family of the woman canceled and replaced her groom with someone else.
The baron could do nothing but get his woman eloped, but unfortunately his crazy plan was rejected raw by the woman on classical grounds, not wanting to be a child of disobedience to his father.
"Former lo, Bang?"
The question Baron heard after he got into his tow truck. The stiff man did not reply, only glancing at the fellow who was chuckling little to see his unfriendly face.
"Obviously usually, I'm just the name. Hehehe like the Madam is not willing to see you go, already brush Bang mayan is made - iye I diem. Understandably gatel's mouth like that of his mother's." the man in the mechanic's uniform patted his own lips when he saw Baron's gaze getting sharper, and getting gloomy.
"Mending Lo diem if you don't know what!" cetusus.
The colleague nodded again, he started the car and rushed away from the luxurious two-story house owned by Madam Cokro.
Baron was seen sighing, he resuscitated his body on the chair, his eyes closed, even the look of a tired face was very visible now. He regretted coming to the house, a house unknown to him if inhabited by his past.
"I'll go back, Pal." she asked.
WHAT WIDOWER IS A VIRGIN?
NYUCI BRAINS DON'T GET EXCITED