Women Bet CEO Season 2
25

A month later..

Today is exactly a month Disthi and Junior become a married couple. Their relationship does not seem worthy of her other husband and wife. They are a couple who are like cartoon tom and jerry.. There was always a fight going on between the two.. Even small problems always become big if the two of them are already facing each other.. But make no mistake, if they often fight, but they often look for each other. I don't know what Disthi and Junior are feeling. If one of them is not at home, then they will often make excuses for how one of them can go home quickly..

Like this afternoon.. Disthi who was fun to be in the cafe together with her friends held an impromptu reunion.. Suddenly he was shocked by the sound of his handpone ringing.. "Who the hell?" His mind while reaching for the handpone that is in the bag..

"He again, he again." Disthi said then put her phone on the table..

"Who?" Ask one of Disthi's friends..

"Nobody." Dishi replied, smiling.. But his phone kept ringing.

"Jawab gih, it was important." Proposed by one of his friends..

"Just answer me first." The other timpal..

"No, deh,.. Yukkk continued, where was the story?" Ask Disthi..

In-house...

"Si." Junior said as he threw his handpone over the sofa.. "Where are you anyway? and what are you doing? can't usually answer my calls and messages at all." His words were filled with annoyance, while shuffling his hair with frustration.

"Just look at you Dustha, if you go home see what I'll do to you." He said, then took back his handpone, and tried again to call Disthi. But the results remained the same, Disthi did not answer his call or reply to his message at all..

Disthi, who was busy talking, because she was curious, grabbed her phone and smiled while reading the message that Junior sent her..

"Where? Why not go home?" First message.

"Why not read. Where the hell are you?" Second one.

"I'm hungry, I want to eat.. Where the hell are you?" Thirdly.

"Lustyaaaaaaaaaa........." Fourth one.

Disthi laughed reading Junior's message.. "You eat, you send a message, just ask aunt to take it.. Very difficult.." Mumbled Disthi.

"Why you?" Ask a friend of Disthi.

"You've come home first."

"Okey I said yes."

Disthi then stood up from her seat and walked out of the cafe.. Disthi continued to smile in light of the messages that Junior sent earlier.. "There are you, just tell me you can't if I don't exist." Say Disthi, then get in her car..

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Junior's phone rang, eagerly reaching for his phone without seeing who was calling, Junior answered immediately.. "Why just called me? Where should I pick you up." Junior Saying..

"Hey, pick up how? I have my own vehicle." The son who is none other than his sister..

"Sons.."

"Yes. Who the hell would you like to pick up?" Ask the son politely..

"Nothing." Elak Junior's.. "Oh yeah, tumben you called me, what's up?" Ask Junior. Because for a long time the Son did not contact him, do not call, send messages never the Son did..

"One month.." Putra Saying.

"One month? What's a month?" Junior asked curiously..

"Your remaining 11 months. Because today is exactly one month since you became Disthi's husband." The son's words made Junior speechless.. "Don't pretend to forget brother, remember I've given up all my possessions on you, and in return Disthi will be mine."

For some reason, Junior did not accept what the Son said to him.. His heart said something else, but Junior didn't want to be told to break the promise he made with his sister..

"You remember, don't you? About the bet you made yourself?" Ask the Son again.

"Remember." Answer Junior briefly.

"Good,. Eleven months, I can't wait for that day. The day that Disthi will be mine." Said the Son a while ago deciding his call..

Junior is sitting in a chair. With the feeling raging in his heart.. I don't know if he can let go of Disthi or not. Because during this month, Disthi always accompanied his days. Makes her laugh, angry at the same time..

"Can I?" Ask her to herself.