CELEBRITIES ARE NOT ARTISTS

FEARS

Early in the morning Dean had made breakfast, waiting for Isel who did not wake up. Dean also did not have the heart to wake him because he looked tired.

Isel's nose sniffed the smell of his favorite fried rice, Dean deliberately placed it on the room table so Isel woke up on his own.

Isel's head lifted, his eyes opened next to see Dean standing on the edge of the bed extending his hand.

"Cell, why are we sleeping again?" Dean stared at Isel's phone ringing a call from Diana.

Dean immediately replied, smiling at his brother who was also smiling because he missed Dean and Isel who had not come home for months.

"Where is Isel?" Diana kissed the cheek of her husband who was playing with a gun.

"Still asleep, it's only nine o'clock in the morning brother." Dean approached Isel asking him to get up.

"This mama doesn't know the rules, it's still morning already called, like there's no more time?" Isel pulled a blanket over his head.

"A brash kid, instead of greeting the old man, he was furious. Mama just wanted to know your condition because she heard the news about Hairin." Diana asks Dean to explain the case that made Dean run the mission secretly.

Dean's smile was seen, he was relieved because the victim was found, but there was still a sense of disappointment because he failed to catch Bian.

Gemal had already reminded, half of the officials in the area where Dean was on Bian's side.

He would disappear for a moment, sooner or later it would definitely appear again. Caught or not Bian is not a good thing.

"Dean, the crime must indeed be stopped, but one caught there are ten new criminals. Don't be disappointed by Bian's disappearance, if it's time we'll know Bian's end." Gemal asks Dean to continue his sleep to take a break from Bian's business.

Diana was only speechless, she knew well who Dean was up against, but Di didn't want to interfere. Bian's evil self that creates.

The dead call, Dean nodded slowly as he also did not want to get too drawn up by Bian's disappearance.

"Until when do you roll like that?" Dean pulled the blanket over to let Isel get his head out.

"Uncle remember not what happened last night?"

"What happened, I don't know?" Dean showed his innocent face.

Isel's forehead was wrinkled, he was very sure if Dean was on top of his body. They did the first night, there was no way Isel was just dreaming.

"Why did Isel already wear clothes, instead of Isel sleeping without clothes?"

"Conscious cell, what are you talking about?" Dean patted Isel's face to wake up from his dirty dreams, Dean not knowing anything Isel was talking about.

Isel's lips are manyun, his eyes glazed over to make Dean laugh freely because he was nervous to see Isel crying just because Dean forgot the incident of the night.

He was not aware that everything was real because Dean was relaxed not feeling awkward but Isel who felt awkward and embarrassed.

"Why crying?" Dean wiped Isel's irritated tears.

"Well Isel the Dream?"

"What dream?"

"Uncle," called Isel while crying from being bullied.

Dean looked into Isel's eyes, asking as Isel cried out of the room before she went to the party.

CCTV footage was shown to Isel telling the truth, Dean was still disturbed by Isel's two expressions when Isel came home to sleep.

"Why are you crying?"

"Emh ... Uncle says he'll never fall in love, Uncle can't possibly love." Isel's gaze focused forward not wanting to see Dean's face.

"That's all, then the problem?" Dean still did not understand the disappointment in Isel's eyes.

"Why Uncle is insensitive, Isel has said that Isel loves Uncle, but Uncle talks like that if he can't love. Then how's our marriage, will Uncle divorce Isel next year?"

Dean's expression was startled, only able to shake because Isel's mind was far away and not as thoughtful as Dean.

"Is marriage that simple in your eyes? why are we getting married next year?" Dean never thought of a divorce he was just trying to organize his heart and feelings in order to accept his destined soul mate.

After marriage, Dean only prayed that his household would be happy, his heart could love more than anything. Dean didn't think of a farewell, unless death separated.

"Cell, I'm just afraid of hurting you, if someone else did I could get angry, hit him and protect you, but if I did. Uncle has to do what?"

"How is Uncle and Brother Irin related?" Isel hugged Dean tightly not wanting to give him the slightest distance.

"Hairin, what's wrong with Hairin?"

"Open Uncle loves Brother Irin?"

The second time Dean was surprised, he never said that he loved Hairin. The relationship between the two is close because it is a job that involves a lot of communication and meeting.

When Daddy and Papa Irin wanted to betroth Dean gave everything to Daddy Dimas because Dean was only focused on work.

"I have to take the case of Hairin not because our family relationship and Uncle Yandi are good, but this is a special request of a father. Do you think I'm doing this because I love Hairin?"

Isel immediately silenced, it is true Dean never said directly. Isel only assumed herself if her husband loved another woman.

"Uncle only loves Aira's sister?"

"Astaghfirullah Al azim Isel, no chatter is better. Why do I love my sister's wife?"

"It wasn't so Uncle, it used to be." Isel laughed as Dean's annoyed face looked at him.

"Yes first," retorted Dean who made Isel's lips manyun.

Isel's eyes were sharp, not liking to hear Dean's answer saying without thinking.

"Why manyun, you asked me to answer." Dean approached Isel's pouting face.

Isel's smile can be seen peeping at Dean's lips, touching his neck and slowly tucking Dean close his eyes.

"Uncle, what happened last night?" Isel hugged tightly because Dean undressed him.

The bell rang out, Isel holding Dean back from leaving. Isel started first until Dean was not concerned with the sound of the house bell.

Isel's voice rang out, repeating the hot relationship that occurred during the night. Isel and Dean were fully aware of what they were doing.

"You're sorry not Sel?"

"Why, Uncle is sorry? Isel looked at Dean's face dripping with sweat.

"No, I'm just scared?" Dean hugged tightly, peeping Isel's forehead softly.

After the bell stopped ringing, the call on Dean's phone was also heard from Mommy, it was impossible for him to answer while making love.

"Why are they calling at a time like this?" Dean took his phone off.

"What is Uncle afraid of?" Isel asked Dean to be downstairs.

Dean just kept quiet, did not want to answer Isel's question, he was uncomfortable in touch while chatting.

"Uncle," call Isel not wanting to move.

"Be quiet Isel, I'm just afraid of addiction." Dean pulls Isel's body into a hug.

Isel's laughter rang out, Dean apparently had a desire far above Isel. If Isel was just a flirting hobby, but her husband couldn't be teased.

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