Crazy Deal's

Help Darren

Honestly, the first response when he saw Isabell coming out of the room, he almost fell down in shock. The aliens landed in his house. Thank you for those pretty old-fashioned thick glasses that perched on Isabell's nose. It was a lifesaver for Darren and didn't faint.

For the sake of convincing himself that the strange woman standing in front of the door of the room of his future sister-in-law was right is Isabell, even he called the name of the girl. Thanks God! He said in his heart as soon as Isabell confirmed that it was him.

And the second response after finding out the strange girl Isabell, he almost burst into laughter. Holy hooch! He had never seen a makeup more chaotic than the one before him. Bad, very very bad. The clothes Isabell wore were quite good, it just looked strange because the woman's body gestures showed discomfort. Maybe for some people, clothes are just clothes that protect the body and beautify themselves. But, clothes as expensive as anything, if the wearer feels uncomfortable, the value of the clothes will disappear by itself.

In conclusion, in Darren's eyes, the shirt was not appropriate for Isabell. Anyway, where is the girl going these nights in a dress with her shoulders open like that. And... Darren's gaze stopped on the collarbone and was fixated for a moment. Hey, you, don't be naughty dong, Mas!

He did not know that the collarbone could look like that... Darren hurriedly closed his eyes before his brain voiced what was in his mind into his heart. The woman before him was a chatty girl who had already been sealed for her sister. And since when does Darren care about a person's appearance and collarbone? The answer is never! He didn't have time to pay attention to it.

Darren eroded the distance between them, out of his control, he reached out with a hand rubbing the thick lipstick with the color of viscous blood. He looked at the thumb he used to remove the lipstick, then took out a handkerchief from his pocket.

"A very bad dress. You look like a clown." There was no intention of getting stuck on Isabell. He only voiced what was on his mind about Isabell's appearance. Darren was sure that the inhabitants of this earth would agree with his opinion.

"You insulted me?" Isabell's voice this time didn't wear veins. It seemed like Isabell was embarrassed, because when she looked at herself in the mirror, the woman also already felt strange about her own appearance.

"You seem to agree with what I'm saying." Darren hands his handkerchief to Isabell. "Wash and don't give it back."

"Why? It's yours."

"I don't take things that other people have touched."

"Then your car can be for me? I've touched it."

For a moment the dress was forgotten.

Hearing Isabell's clever reply, Darren instantly choked. Precisely pretending to choke to divert the woman's expensive request. Thought cupu turned out to be a squeeze man!

"So my lipstick is too thick. Is this what makes me look like a clown?" Isabell returned the topic of conversation to the beginning. The woman also didn't really ask Darren for her car.

"I also felt strange about the color," Isabell cleared her lips using Darren's handkerchief. "Austin asked me to wear something thick."

"Austin?" Darren nosedived an eyebrow.

"Yes" Isabell smiled. "We're going on a date" the girl half-whispered.

"Oh," Darren mangosteen.

"So my looks are bad?" instead of asking for an opinion to Steve or Lexi, he actually asked for the assessment of the man before him.

"Very bad."

Isabell's nose does not deflate anymore in response to the honest answer of his sister-in-law candidate.

"Austin would think the same?"

"I think so."

"So what should I wear? Do you know Austin's taste?"

"Taste?"

"About women."

"All men love beauty. It spoils them."

"I don't care about all the men. I mean Austin."

"Austin's a man too."

"Yes, what his taste is like. Specifically, not general."

"I don't know."

"How do you not know, you and him stay one roof for almost a lifetime."

"Not then do we discuss or share stories about what we like and do not like."

"You've always seen women who date him."

"I think you pay more attention to it." Come on, Darren won't have time to watch the infotainment that's showing the news about his sister. And what he cares about the women Austin dates. All he knows, Austin and his line of women are just having fun. He also does something similar. Occasional.

Darren noticed Isabell's face which implied jealousy.

"I won't be of interest to him." Isabell took a deep breath. "I'd better cancel our date before I embarrass her. Paparazzi will follow him everywhere." That sweet face looks disappointed. Dating with Austin is the thing he's been waiting for. Darren could guess that very clearly.

"I'm free," Darren muttered lazily with a face that looked no less lazy.

"Enjoy your time then" Isabell advised.

"What did Austin say?"

"Huh?"

"About your date with her."

"we're meeting in 15 minutes and it's twenty minutes."

"That means you still have 10 minutes left."

"Why could that be? He's not on time?"

"You are the women who will not be able to be on time. 15 minutes, which means giving them twice the time. That's 30 minutes. Something else, besides time. What did he say."

"ah! He asked me to wear something thick. My makeup." Isabell couldn't possibly say that Austin also whispered horrible things to him about being prepared to lose something. It's privacy! Gosh, her face met red imagining her fiance's naughty request. Holy hooch! Isabell, your thinking about this could be wrong too!

"Austin asked you to wear thick clothes, not makeup."

"Is that so? Oh, my God, I misrespected. You're very loose, aren't you? Can you help me choose the right clothes for me to wear?"

"When something makes you comfortable." Darren passed through Isabell and opened the door of the woman's room. "Has any robbers come in?" The room was so messy. Isabell hasn't been able to tidy it up.

"That was me. I'm confused what to wear."

Darren did not respond anymore. He crossed the room. Standing in the middle of a pile of scattered goods.

"Austin won't take you to dinner at a fancy restaurant."

"J-so where is he taking me?" Isabell was a little disappointed. Could it be that he was embarrassed to take me to a luxurious place?

Darren did not respond, the man leaned over to pick up jeans and a knit sweater.

"You comfortable with this?" Darren showed me two things he picked up.

"I only wear jeans when riding a horse. But I also wear it at times, not too often."

"Then it doesn't matter." Darren handed the thing over. "My job is done and I have to go." Darren turned around, intending to leave Isabell's room.

"Wait..."

"Just keep your thanks."

"Not that. You wait here, you have to see me wearing it." Isabell ran into the toilet. Arriving in the toilet, Isabell also washed his face clean.

"So he didn't want to thank you," Darren clucked.

"How's it?" Isabell came out of the toilet.

"Looks more normal and human." Darren felt there was still less, but did not know where the imperfections of the woman's appearance lay.

Isabell nodded his head. The woman also felt much more comfortable.

"Wear the coat." Darren's orders greeted Isabell with a nod. The girl walked across the room to pick up a coat.

Uh! Darren finally finds a gaffe on Isabell's appearance. Hair that is curled so formally.

"And let your hair fall out," Darren reflexively removed the woman's hairpin until Isabell's long hair decomposed freely spreading a very pleasant soft scent. Darren was stunned for a moment, tempted by such a sweet aroma.

"I'm leaving." Darren hurriedly stepped up.