The Marry Din
The Part 30

Delia gets a dinner invitation from Mark. It took two days to seduce Din to get permission.

"Can I si... " Din glanced watchfully, "But, you must be accompanied by Saras. Don't be alone with Mark."

"Thank you, sweetie."

"Hem," he murmured.

"It's only a few hours to do it." Delia was still trying to calm the husband down, "You don't have to worry."

"It's a danger exactly" he replied flatly.

Delia ventured to act cute, wearing a bunny ear bando to let Din melt. "Law... My darling... "

"Opaan si, Del." Din tries to avoid the unmatched attack, "What are you doing?"

"Too you."

Both of his hands clenched spoiled and started swinging to the rhythm of the heart. His feet are around someone. With a shy face, he did not hesitate to reap a smile. The lip-polished pink lipstick made her even more captivated.

"Got me spinning like a ballerina." he also hummed while smiling cheerfully. (Song Lana Del Rey - Queen of Disaster)

Din laughed loudly.

"So, how's my husband?" Delia asked once more.

"okay."

Delia hugged Din, "Let's pick me up for dinner, yak?"

"Ready," Din touched Delia's nose, "Don't dance too pretty."

The first time seeing Din's jealous expression made Delia perfectly happy. In addition to getting expressions of love every night before going to bed, he also finds Din jealous.

"Wear this shirt," Din even put on his new Balm*ain jacket.

"Wow, here, Balm*ain," Delia saw her cool reflection.

"Pretty."

"Haha, thank you."

Din wrapped his hands around Delia's neck, "If you can, don't go. Play and have dinner with me, okay?"

"Look again!" Delia slapped Din's ass, "You've got permission."

"Suddenly I changed my mind. I want to curb you."

Delia was preparing to leave but someone started to hold her body, "Hey, come on, honey. I'll go with Saras too."

Din refuses to take off the hook, he even bites Delia's arm.

"What a power, help!" Delia couldn't stand it, "Come on, honey. Don't be like this."

"You don't either."

Delia patted Din's eel, "Din Sjarer, you're not a child anymore."

"Huh? You don't think I know that, Delia." Din is getting songong.

"You lost to the same adult lato-lato gang boy Andaro complex."

Not accepted is called childish. Din even more act, taking Delia's car keys.

"Lo, where? I'm in front of Din's house." Saras came on time and called as soon as he got to the gate of the Sjarier family home.

"It's coming down, Ras. It's got a little cranky drama."

"Din?" Saras guessed because he saw Din running out of the house with an excited face, "So your husband ran to the house of Sultan Andaro."

"We're taking a cab."

"okay."

After Delia met Saras, they made their way to the taxi base. They also passed Lucky's house. Lucky is holding his son.

"Woi, Mr Lucky!" greet Saras.

Delia just smiled normally. Don't want to say hello fear misunderstood someone.

"With the car keys?" ask Saras wonder. Even more surprising was Delia's clothes. Not according to espionage. "Lo's wearing a Balm*ain Din jacket, Del? I thought you'd be wearing a dress tonight."

"It's the outfit she chose, Ras," Delia embraced Saras, "Din's getting naughty."

"That's the obvious."

"What?" delia panicked.

"Be careful on the road. Don't forget that you've finished the show, live chat."

"Here is the behavior of two bucins who will be separated by a few hours." Saras prevented a kiss on Delia's forehead. "This Jomblowati is a little appreciated."

"I'll go first." Delia said goodbye, she kissed Din's right hand.

"See ya, Babe."

Saras is almost nauseous to realize how tragic his fate as a quarter-century single is. The only person he likes doesn't even see him as a woman.

"Iris, tragic and no romantic." Saras looked at Delia, "Don't show off your affection anymore."

"Lo should get inspiration directly from me, dong.''

They then took a taxi to the restaurant.

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After two years of knowing Delia. It's their farewell. Mark decided to end his remaining sense and remain respectful as a good friend.

Delia's decision to get married was not a mistake. That girl is a good and devoted girl. Mark believes that everything about Delia is something special.

"Delia," he muttered as he looked at the first photo Delia had sent in the past. "You are a very beautiful and kind girl."

She had heard that Delia's husband was a man from above, but she was wrong. Din Sjarier was no match for him. An ordinary young man from Switzerland even had to give up with a broken heart.

"Mark!" Saras waved his hand as soon as he saw her.

"Long time no see, Mark," said Delia politely.

"Let's sit down and order some food.''

Saras quickly sat down as did Delia.

They ordered the restaurant's flagship menu, premium steak.

"Aha, thank you so much, Mark." Delia did not forget ethics, she also brought a parting gift for Mark. "It's a little gift for you."

"Can I open it now?" ask Mark.

"Can."

Mark carefully opened the contents of the medium-sized box. A real leather wallet. "Wow, thank you so much."

"I also brought you a present." Saras brought his first printed novel, "Save it and read it when you get home, Mark."

"thank you. I'm glad to have good friends like you. I hope, we keep this friendship until the end."

Farewell is not always bad. Sometimes by parting ways, one will begin to realize that the empty space inside of him is already inhabited. Mark doesn't hate Delia. He does not hate his own struggle. Thanks to Delia, he understood the meaning of fighting harder.

"I'll continue with S3. I hope one day, you visit my humble home."

"certain. My husband and I will be there."

"thank you. I hope your marriage is always happy until old age."

They looked at each other and smiled. Farewell to someone who has stopped in the heart is sometimes stifling the chest. There is no more hate in the future.

"I still love you, Delia." Mark never expressed his feelings, he just harbored and kept quiet.

Saras watched Mark's gaze. He's sensitive. He feels the same way. Unilateral love.

Din picked up Delia. Unlike usual, this time, he brought a Rover. "Hey, Honey!"

Delia ran towards Din, "Din!"

"Let's take a little walk with me tonight."

Delia nodded in agreement.

When their car sped. Mark was still silent in the parking lot. There were many regrets that he began to regret.

"If I had paid more attention to you in the past. If only time could have been turned two years ago. I'm sorry I ever ignored you. I wish happiness to you. But do you know what it's like? Smile at your loved one's wedding while lying by saying I'm fine."

Seriate...

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