Conqueror of the Casanova

Old enemy

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This afternoon Gio and Diandra took a walk around the village, reminiscing about the times when Diandra grew up with her family.

Initially Diandra had refused, the woman was still feeling lazy, had to greet the villagers who used to insult and slander her.

However, Gio who was bored just kept quiet at home, continued to seduce his wife to get out of the house. The weather was a little cloudy, making this afternoon not too hot, and it was very convenient to take a walk.

"Where were we going?" ask Gio, who does not know the streets around the village. Except the main road to the house.

"We will walk, later if there is something interesting just stop," replied Diandra.

Gio nodded, they lined up while holding hands. Just a few meters out of the house area, Diandra had passed by one of the residents.

"Eh, Dian. I'm home, huh?" greet a young mother, perhaps the same age as Diandra. She was holding a little girl next to her, it seemed like they had just returned home from kindergarten school.

"Mela, how are you? Long time, yes, no see" said Diandra, with a faint smile on her face.

Gio watched the woman in front of his wife, pretty enough for the size of the woman in the village. Although still more beautiful wife. However, there was a different look from his eyes, he seemed to harbor a hatred.

Diandra's smile was forced as well. All of that made Gio seem to frown.

"Well, that's delicious, huh? Come home TKW, take this handsome guy, where'd he come from?" the female syndicate named Mela, while glancing flirtatiously at Gio.

Gio widened his eyes, taking a step back, trying to get away from a threat to his household. He was quite surprised by the woman's courage, in speaking to Diandra.

What did he say? TKW'S? You mean the people here, think Diandra's TKW? Ck, it really doesn't make sense! inner Gio clucked in annoyance. He did not accept his wife being counted as TKW.

"God!" Diandra screeched cynically.

"At least I don't snatch people's husbands, like you!" the Diandra.

Gio turned to Diandra, not expecting his wife to be able to speak such sharpness and sarcasm. All this time he had only seen the quiet Diandra and the judges, that was only him.

Not only Gio, Mela was also surprised to see Diandra's resistance. All this time Diandra never dared to fight against her, except Diana.

Mela is a classmate of Diandra, since childhood they never get along. Mela who is the son of the kades sir always behaves arbitrarily and makes Diandra as a target of bullying.

Not because Diandra is ugly or even stupid. However, all of that is because Diandra still looks beautiful even with its simple appearance, plus the value of Diandra as well as its competitiveness.

Yes, they are always chasing the top rank, if not the first rank Diandra, then Mela is the person, and vice versa.

So far Diandra never fought back, because remember that they are actually still relatives of Mother. Mela's mother, is Mother's distant brother.

However, Diandra no longer cared. After seeing his mother Mela even follow-up insulting him and justify the slander, a few years ago.

Diandra now is not, Diandra is weak and always succumbed as before. He had enough to accept everything that happened, now beside him was Gio who he had to take care of his feelings.

Diandra does not want if until all the problems, will have an impact on the good name of her husband. It was enough for her husband to sacrifice his time, energy, money, and mind to solve his problems.

Now that the two would not be silent, he would continue to fight until they were silent and did not dare to think anything bad about him and Gio.

They were legally married, in their own state and had no relationship with anyone. Then why is now her marriage to Gio still a question?

Diandra did not like that the mouths did not have a filter like Mela, she had to shut her up immediately before the gossip spread everywhere again.

"A', it seems wrong to choose a wife deh, surely his eyes are flickering when married to Dian." Mela now turns to Gio.

Diandra was about to reply to Mela's words again. However, Gio immediately held him back.

"I never chose wrong, let alone to make Dian a wife. She is the best and most honorable woman for me, and I believe that" Gio replied, embracing his wife's shoulders.

"Preferably watch his mouth, Ma'am. Don't get it later, Ma'am, sorry for talking so carelessly!" keep up with Gio again, giving a warning.

"Come, baby." Gio turned to his wife.

"Curtain! So fucking cool! I just got a car so cocky!" decak Mela, stared at the cynical Diandra and Gio who had left her.

"Who is that, baby?" gio asked after they were quite a distance away from Mela.

"Why, gorgeous? We interested?" sarcastic Diandra. He saw Gio staring at Mela earlier.

"Eh, no, baby. Wherever there I am interested in the model woman grandma dampir kayak him," replied Gio, surprised by the accusations from his wife.

"Aleshan! The proof is that you keep seeing him. Now it's even the name." Diandra continued to accuse Gio.

It seems that Diandra unconsciously made Gio an outlet for his frustration.

"No, honey. Really deh. I'm nanya, because she doesn't seem to like you, and you don't like her, either" Gio explained.

Diandra glanced here at Gio who was still embracing him.

"He's my classmate, or perhaps more worthy of being called an enemy. But also brother," replied Diandra.

"Eh, how could that be?" confused Gio. Although he is also not strange with the quarrels and feuds between his own brothers.

Diandra didn't answer he just put his shoulder around.

"Not to be discussed anymore, I don't like it," he said later.

Gio nodded, why would they discuss the drop of the lady like that. His face was pretty, but his mouth and heart were all rotten.

They continued their plan to take a walk around the village. It turns out that Diandra took them to a hall in the middle of the rice field, there is often used by people to hold events, or welcome village guests.

However, it seems that today there is no event there, until there are only young villagers who are gathering.

"If this is far away, I borrowed Ares's motorbike," said Gio while sitting on one of the cast benches available there.

"Not far away. If the house is tired, just call Ares, tell me to pick it up," replied Diandra relaxed.

Gio circulated his view, the scenery here is indeed very beautiful, especially when the rice is in yellowing conditions, said one resident, maybe another week can be harvested.

From here, the scenery in the village can be seen clearly, from the rice fields are quite spacious and enslaved, just like the terracing in Bali. Plus around it surrounded by mountains that are still beautiful and green.

All of that is able to make every eye that looks, feel pampered. To make those who are there forget the time, so much fun to see the scenery.

So is the case with Gio and Diandra at the moment. Gio who is good at getting along with some residents, while Diandra only answers when occasionally there are residents who ask him.

They had just returned home after it was almost dusk, of course by asking to be picked up by Ares, considering the road leading to the house many climbs, making them feel reluctant to walk.

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