The Devil Husband's
CHAPTER 22. DON'T GET YOUR HOPES UP
Rico stopped his steps, he panicked a little. Seen from the movement of his eyeballs in any direction. But still trying to calm down.
"meaning?" asked Rico to look at Jihan.
Jihan pointed at Rico's chest with her index finger, "You actually work just because you're in the middle of it? Or run away from your family? It's not possible for a bodyguard to have a credit card. Belanjain the employer anyway!" ketus Jihan looked at the man with an intimidating look.
Rico spouted his laughter. "Yes, just think of it. Rather than not making the money," he replied lightly still chuckling. In his heart he praised the woman's innocence.
Jihan dilates both her beautiful beads. He patted Rico's arm so hard that it made the young man go up. "Yeah, so I have a bodyguard tajir twisting ya? Buy gini often! Haha!" yang Jihan enthusiastically accompanied by laughter.
Rico's breath sounded full of relief. He was also happy to see Jihan who could laugh like that. Not like yesterday - yesterday that looks stressful.
Jihan is still leading the way, as always Rico is always walking behind her. And now the woman sparkled when she arrived at the foodcourt. Lined a variety of foods that arouse his appetite and appetite. Moreover, the aroma that was yelling even more made him rumble.
Jihan walked from one stand to another to fulfill her wish. As before, he was avoiding seafood. Behind him is Rico who is always quick to bring whatever Jihan ordered and put it on the table.
"Have before! Look at the table until it's full. Don't waste food" Rico pulled the end of Jihan's sweater.
"Deliver! Off!" the woman clapped her hands. He tilted his head peeking at his desk. And sure enough, it was filled with various kinds of food and snacks.
"Last yes," he whined with a spoiled blink.
"The fire could be over? Enough is enough!" exciting Rico.
Jihan who had turned her back now turned around again, "There are you. The food you say is rubbish can be wasted. Let alone fancy food, it's a bins automatic stretch ' right?" cibir Jihan pointed at Rico's stomach.
"Rican!" exclaiming Jihan who inevitably had to follow in her footsteps by walking backwards.
The man ignored Jihan's screeches despite being the center of attention of several other visitors. Rico pulled out a chair and sat Jihan down furiously.
"Let me go to Tiger! It's persecution! Let's cut your pay!" decih Jihan grabbed Tiger's hand-held phone.
His eyes glanced at the usual Rico. Looks relaxed sipping cold drinks whose glass walls began to dew.
"What?" Rico flicked his head as his eyes collided with Jihan's bead.
"I am aduin!" threaten him again move his fingers on the flat object.
"Please. No problem cutting salaries. Do not cut the neck. Crew!" reply Rico moved his thumb around the neck. "Can't take care of you anymore!" his murmurs casually began to feed the food.
Jihan pursed her lips, as the man could not be threatened. He himself refused to contact Tiger. But Jihan feels weird. Because Tiger did not contact him at all. Though yesterday time did not bring a cell phone, dozens of missed calls only from her husband.
'Probably busy. Uh, why would you expect to call her? Stop Jihan, never hope again, ' muttered Jihan in a heart that still clings strongly how hurt her heart remembered her love story first.
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