Conqueror of the Casanova

Bab.28 Dress Replacement

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"What do you mean?" ask Gio.

Dian smiled as she walked towards the bed, then sat down on the side of the bed.

"I want us to walk as usual, you with your life and me with mine. Nothing has changed, except our status" Diandra said.

Gio followed the direction of his wife's movements, now he was standing in front of Diandra. Nodding his head faintly, as he understood what Diandra had meant before.

"Alright, I'll just come along," Gio replied casually. He then sat down beside Diandra.

"But I have conditions" he continued.

Diandra looked at Gio's face with her eyebrows knitted, then turned her away again, as if she didn't want to see her husband's face any longer.

"What?" ask Diandra.

"I want us to behave like husband and wife. Like sleeping together, complete with all the other obligations of husband and wife."

Dian straightened her body with a disapproving look.

"I don't want any physical contact, what's a husband-and-wife relationship!" cut Diandra directly.

"But if we both agree, how about it?" ask Gio not to give up.

Diandra fell silent, she thought for a moment before giving an answer to Gio.

"Yes, it can be thought of later," replied Dian, without giving any certainty at all.

"Okey." Gio nodded resignedly, though inwardly still had a wedge.

After a discussion that was not really necessary in the husband and wife relationship, Gio was cleaning himself in the bathroom.

While Diandra chose to read the book, she sat in a chair that was in one corner of her room.

Cklek.

The sound of the bathroom door opening, Gio was seen coming out using only a towel that was wrapped around his waist to the knee.

Diandra who heard the sound of the door glanced at Gio using the tip of her eye. However, she refocused her attention on the book, when she saw her husband's appearance.

"Why not wear a shirt in the bathroom?" asked Diandra in a cold tone.

"Randi hasn't brought my dress. You got a big enough t-shirt for me to wear for a while?" ask Gio.

The man smiled at Diandra, who would not look at him, walked up to his wife with a grin on his face.

"Son, I asked Ares for a second, who knows if he's got one."

Diandra closed the book in her hand, then stood up hurriedly and turned around, about to walk towards the door without looking at Gio.

Grep.

"Hg." Diandra's breath was blocked when suddenly Gio pulled her hand until now she was in the arms of her husband.

"Look at my eyes when you're talking" Gio said with a wider grin.

Diandra clucked, she tried to control the look on her face and acted cold again, hiding the nervousness and panic hidden within her.

"Ekhm .. If I don't want to, what's your business?" diandra asked, looking at her husband's face which was now only a few centimeters away from her.

Down there, Diandra's two hands were reminiscent of the clothes she was wearing, so that she could still be ordinary in front of her husband.

"Surely it will be my business, because you are talking to me. And I don't like it when I have to talk without looking at my opponent's face" Gio replied

The man further tightened his embrace, until now the body of both docked without any more distance.

Diandra's arm gripped even more firmly, until it looked white on some parts of his finger.

His face hardened even more, against Gio's grin that looked annoying to him.

"I don't care!"

Dukh!

"Armghh!"

"Felt!" Diandra smiled slantingly as she walked towards the door.

"Shhh, Diandra ... Diandra," muttered Gio, shaking his head with a small ruckus, while sitting on the chair that Diandra was wearing a moment ago, he saw her reddened toes and felt throbbing.

While outside, Diandra knocks on Ares' room door to borrow a shirt.

After hearing Ares's voice inside, Diandra slowly pushed the door of her sister's room.

"What's up, Tea?" asked Ares who was lying on the bed.

"You're getting some rest, huh? I'm sorry to bother you" Diandra said without answering her sister's questions.

Ares still needs a lot of rest, the wound in his hand is still wet and requires treatment.

However, due to this incident, she had to come to the trouble to prepare an impromptu marriage between herself and Gio.

Diandra feels guilty to her sister for all of that.

"No, Tea. I just lay down for a minute. What need do I find out?" ask Ares again, sitting down.

"Do you have a big dress? Gio has no change of clothes" said Diandra.

"It seems to have it, but hoody is it okay, sister?" ask Ares.

"What's wrong, the same pants if there are," said Diandra.

The woman helped her sister to get out of bed, she then sat down on the side of Ares' bed and saw her sister in front of the cupboard.

Moments later, Ares returns with a stel of clothes to lend to Gio.

"His pants, that's the biggest one. Just try, who knows enough," said Ares, giving his clothes to Diandra.

Diandra saw the coverage of clothes given by his sister, a black hoody and strach pants made in Korean and young people today.

"Where'd you get these kayak dresses? I don't think this is your style" asked Diandra.

He knew that his sister preferred to wear a short-sleeved shirt with denim pants, rarely did he see Ares wearing a hoody or trousers of such material.

"I bought it from a sales team, while I was in college. Poor him, the effort to pay costs every month, because his parents are not people" explained Ares.

"Ooh, yeah, I've already pinned it." Diandra lifted a little coverage of the clothes in her hands, while standing up.

"Yes, Tea."

Diandra said to return to the room, bringing a change of clothes for Gio.

"What did you bring, Dian?" asked Lisna, who was sitting in the television room with Eros.

'Since when were they there? The feeling was that when I went to Ares' room, there wasn't?' diandra's heart murmur.

"Shirt change for Gio," Diandra replied, then walked back to the room, unwilling to extend the conversation with her parents.

Arriving at the room Diandra saw Gio reading the book he had just left.

"Now, your change of clothes" said Diandra, putting the shirt on the table.

Gio lowered the book in his hand, then looked at the clothes in front of him then turned to look at the wife.

"OK, thank you," Gio said as he stood up and was about to remove the towel on his waist.

"Eh, what are you doing? Change clothes in the bathroom there, you don't know shame!" cecar Diandra's.

"For what is shame in front of his own wife? You must have seen it sooner too, right?" gio said with a teasing grin.

"But, not yet. And I'm not interested in that yet. So you better change clothes in the bathroom or your legs will move again!" Diandra's a little threatening to Gio.

The man reflexively held the core of his body and grimaced grimacing.

"OK, okay. I changed in the bathroom," Gio said as he picked up his change of clothes and headed to the bathroom.

Dian exhaled a rough breath, then sat on the bed.

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