The Marry Din
The Part 24

For two days it was not just the feeling of excessive anxiety that he felt. But trembling mixed with fear culminated into anxiety. Delia did not want to be honest, just afraid to add to the burden of Din's mind. He was still struggling with thoughts, anxiety and fear.

"Can't be gini." Din assures Delia, "I'm your husband."

"I.... Fearful... For these two days... "

His eyes explained everything. Din picks up Delia's phone, he checks how many swearing are coming.

"Even this afternoon" Delia said in a low voice.

It is undeniable that some of the curse obtained by him comes from the hatred of shivering in a person. Din did not want to aggravate the atmosphere by replying to a more violent curse.

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It is disgusting to see your oppas face, *****! Oooo! Die there!

Din observes the pattern of message writing, not looking like an adult at all - perhaps a misguided teenager.

"I've never had a problem with anyone" he said, shedding tears. "It's a little shocking, it's shaking me mentally."

Just a few hours; a motorcycle club friend who happens to be an IT expert has got the location of the Delia terror. One of the reasons why he wanted to have a serious chat with Delia. "How is this, honey? I've been tracking this intruder."

The power of money and relationships is incredible. Delia should praise her husband. "Thank you very much, Din, my dear."

"Ehem," Din cleared his throat. He pulled Delia's body closer. Their faces were only five inches away. "Tonight you don't go outside the room, okay?"

"I have to have dinner" he gave an excuse.

"Don't come down."

"Why?"

"I want to eat in the room" whispered Din.

Since Din recruited new workers to feed and bathe pets, he was more free to enjoy time with Delia.

"No, it's not eating." Delia looked at Din, "How can you be this strong, dear?" he also touched the broad shoulder of his husband.

"What are you doing?" Din was amused, he also felt a little hot whenever the soft fingers explored his body parts. "There are still a lot of people."

"Well, I'm going crazy... " Din took a breath and exhaled slowly.

He was comfortably lying on Delia's lap. They were watching a thriller. No matter where Tony is.

"Don't worry anymore." Din tries to convince Delia, "There's me, you're safe."

Every day with Din, makes him think - getting married is not wrong. There are many differences between them that can slowly be put together. Din begins to learn to understand the habits of Delia, as well as Delia who helped balance Din.

"I think... You already love me?"

Din nodded in agreement, "Very."

His face flushed red from being fascinated was also happy. How can this happiness feel so unreal. Initially, he thought to give up quickly because of Din's former lover who was difficult to face.

At night when he locked the door of the room, there was a seductive look. A young man with all his charms, is not good at sweet talk even though he is a hits writer.

"I am often amazed... " Din whispered in Delia's right ear. "You, Delia, why didn't you like me?"

Delia herself was unable to answer. The hardest part he faced in High School was the accusation he liked Din.

"I remember when you were so in love with someone else."

Din held onto Delia's shoulders, "I also remember, when she was everything to you, Del. I want to repeat time."

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Class is over. Some students did not go home. Most of them actively follow extracurriculars. Din even followed two eskuls, basketball and art. The most important thing is basketball. Tony is the vice chairman of the High School men's basketball team.

"Gue's thirsty, Din." Tony can behave arbitrarily when training with the basketball team. When else did he get the chance to get Din Sjarer to buy a drink. "Please, you buy it too, isotonic drinks, don't forget my obligatory snacks."

Din said he walked to the cafeteria with a piece of paper from Tony's request that he record.

Delia's in the canteen. The only eskul he took was a gourmet class. She enjoyed cooking classes. Not many members even threatened to be disbanded by BK teachers.

"Hey," Din greeted Delia. He also took a few bottles of isotonic drinks. "Lo, aren't there many activities in the cooking class?"

Delia looked at my Din, "Only five younger siblings are coming."

"Join the basketball team, right?"

Delia pats Din's ass, "Hell it! Your team is cheating, just relying on looks."

"But don't nabok my ass, Del." Din replies, he pokes Delia's cheek in front of the canteen's mother.

"You must be dating again, hem, "talked to Mother Canteen in a flat tone but look like an investigator.

They laughed because they realized that they would not grow a single speck of love.

Din delivers the drinks first then he helps Delia bring the wooden box to the cooking classroom.

"Thank you, Gecko!" Delia stroked Din's hair casually, no burden. "Later buy batagor Mang Saswi two servings, okay?"

"Hahaha, that's as generous as you are."

Din got out of the cooking room, but he was a little lazy to go to the gym for basketball practice again. He just let his mind lead the footstep. Walk from the first floor corridor leisurely.

It was an afternoon she could not forget. Three twelfth-grade seniors were conversing, but, they mentioned Delia's name.

"Delia's an IPS kid, right? He's really, really, the kind who's selling expensive."

"Haha. Her boyfriend is not cute at all, how dare he used to reject the stars.''

"If he were a star, he would be safe. Not going to be material m*st*b***we-we!"

Yeah, Din doesn't care if they're older. They sexually abused Delia. "What did you say?" Din approached and held the collar of one of the men, "Say what about Delia, huh?"

"It's not your business, Anjir," said one of them casually.

"It's natural that every guy has a dream girl, hahaha." Some even laughed in a cheerful tone.

Plaque! Plaque! Plaque!

Din did not hesitate to slap the three of them, he as the person who had grown up with Delia since youth was furious. "Badass!" his eyes looked like predators.

The third-grader who was slapped by Din immediately dragged Din into the field. No matter how heavy the rain is - self-esteem is at stake.

"Don't you mind this lo the richest, the most hits, we'll be scared? No, Jok! We're going to finish this afternoon! Guys hiding behind branded clothes are usually sissies!"

Din slapped a slap into his senior's mouth, "Shut up."

Rain drops accompanied the fight. Many school children, teachers who are still on guard also broke up. Their faces were battered - Din was on a brutal rampage.

For a moment, he looked up, looking at Delia who was also looking at him disappointed. His heart was like being pierced by a needle many times, even when he defended Delia, instead making their relationship even further.

"*I remember the heavy rain when we were seventeen. You look at me disappointed. Know, you? I've only felt sad that shook my mind, when you thought I was a delinquent. You even started to put some distance away from me. If you knew, Delia, I was looking after you." *

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