The Not A Dream Marriage
Section 57 (SARAPAN)
“Finally finished also helping the stupid man wear clothes. My hands are no longer holy.” Salsa looked at both of his palms.
Recalling the events that had just happened a few minutes between her and Gio. Salsa accidentally touched something she wasn't supposed to touch.
“Prepare, we'll go today.” Gio's words scattered the Salsa reverie.
“Eh, what? Why?” The dreamy Salsa did not hear Gio's words. Gio's hand movements very quickly pulled his girl into Salsa's dressing room.
Now it is Gio's turn to help Salsa choose a dress that suits her. Gio chose a dress with matching colors with the clothes Gio was wearing.
“Lo want what?” salsa asked who was confused by Gio's absurd behavior.
“Choosing you clothes, you helped me choose the right clothes and put them on. Now replace me,” replied Gio with a sly grin.
“No need, I can alone. Go!” Salsa pushed Gio's body out of his room. But Gio's energy is much stronger and Salsa's efforts end in vain. His body staggered in Gio's arms.
“Oh, so you want me to hug?”
“Basic brash, impolite man.” Salsa continues to hit Gio making Gio have to take decisive action to stop Salsa. Gio kissed Salsa's lips with lightning speed. His actions managed to make Salsa stop revolting.
My lips are stained. Salsa held her lips. The lightning kiss from Gio made his heart beat erratically.
“Come unshirt you!” Gio actually hypnotized Salsa with just a kiss on the lips.
The man managed to help Salsa remove the clothes attached and put the girl in the dress he had chosen. Salsa was speechless, confused as to how. He was afraid that Gio would do more than just kiss him.
All this time Reza who was always with him never even once dared to kiss Salsa's lips. But Gio boldly kissed his lips, taking the purity of the lips that he had been guarding all this time.
Salsa still hopes that her body will only be enjoyed by the husband she loves and she still hopes that the man is Reza Hermawan.
“Quick or not we will be late.” Gio came out leaving Salsa who was beginning to wake up.
He chose to let his hair fall out. After she finished dressing up, she came out. Gio still looks patiently waiting.
“We're breakfast!" Gio holding Salsa's hand made the one held feel uncomfortable.
Why should I hold hands anyway? Rich people want to cross the road. Salsa just obediently followed Gio. Gio's house is indeed very spacious and large, whether Salsa will target if you have to live alone in a house this grand?
All meals have been served. The dining room is no less spacious. Chairs neatly lined up even though every day there is only Gio alone who occupies these chairs. The atmosphere is very quiet different from the atmosphere of breakfast at home.
“Why?” tanya Gio looked at the look on Salsa's face that looked uninspired.
“It's okay, it feels weird. Usually the breakfast atmosphere is crowded but now quiet there are only the two of us,” said Salsa.
“Makanya quickly give me a child so that this house becomes crowded,” replied Gio just anyone.
The kid? Is this lunatic expecting a child from me? Don't hope.
“Why silence? Don't you want to give me a child?” gio asked again this time with a very scary expression.
“Ti—no, no so. I mean can you have a child?” salsa's questioning greatly underestimated Gio's self-esteem.
“We'll see later, just get ready tonight I'll prove it to you. Spend your breakfast!” Gio's words made Salsa's guts shrivel.
He did not mean to offend Gio. Salsa was worried about what Gio would do tonight to her.
Prove it? He said tonight? Finish me.
Salsa regretted her words. He lures to a hungry lion.