Dear Mr. Brutal Mario

Beautiful Photographer (Revision)

A male figure was kneeling among the people who were there. He continues to beg for mercy until Val and her Mammya feel pity. Several blows landed on his feather's distinctive face.

"All right, I'll say." The man opened his voice making Laura anxious.

"The baby Laura conceived is my son."

"You. he's lying" said Laura, starting to panic.

"I'm not lying. Laura's actually pregnant with my son. We did it when Mr. Mario got drunk. Mr. Mario did nothing. He's in defamation."

"Laura." Mario jerk makes the woman want to not want to confess because her position is cornered. CCTV footage showing Laura entering with the man has also been found. So there was no more gap for the woman to dodge.

"Mario I'm sorry." He said he hugged the feet of the merciless man.

"Never appear before me again. Get lost."

"Mario. I've been chasing you for years. Why don't you ever love me?"

"Nobody told you to come after me. I warned you from the beginning that I only love my wife."

Mario rushes to the bodyguards to drive them both away.

"Don't let that damn woman come here. Also clean the container starting from the floor and the seat that he used earlier." Mario's orders to his servants.

"Good sir."

Val and Mario are there. Both of Val's parents give them time to talk and solve the problem.

"By." Call Mario while changing his sitting position to get closer to the Wife.

"You believe it, right?"

"Hm"

Mario kneels in front of his wife.

"Why what?"

"You want to stay here with me again? You're still my legal wife."

"That divorce papers?"

"I never signed it. I don't want to separate from you until anytime. So you want to stay here again?"

"Hm."

"Thank you." Mario hugged his wife tightly.

They start a new chapter in life. Mario lets go of everything Val does as long as Val doesn't leave him. The woman is busy with her camera. He ignored the spoiled Mario on his arm.

"Lunch was ready. You eat it, I'm going to go."

"Where to?"

"There's a photo shoot." Val put his stuff in the bag.

"You're a photographer now?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Are you an entrepreneur, chef, photographer or CEO anyway?"

"Everything. I'm leaving first. Later too late. Not good for all the crew waiting."

"I'm coming along."

"What are you doing? Don't be rich little boy. At home aja. Watch out until I know you're following me. I don't want to come back here."

"All right." Mario said according to. He does not want to be left by his wife anymore.

Val was tired and hungry. The shoot was done outdoors and the weather was very hot today. At two in the afternoon Val was eating with the rest of the crew.

"Non would like a hot job like this. It's rich too" one of the crew told the beautiful photographer.

"It's hobby. Do not call Non. Call Val aja. I'm also the youngest."

"All right." They can only obey.

"You don't have to eat together below like we do. The conglomerate's son must have eaten it on the table with fancy utensils and food."

"Who said? I often eat this way. Especially at the cafe. Just as everyone eats, they also sit under their hands. Especially eating rice. Beh.. so good."

They smiled with Val's simplicity. Despite being rich and from the most respectable family Val was not disgusted at eating simple like this. Even impressed and very enjoyed.

"God. Just be surprised."

"You just got home at this hour."

"Molor is not. Mancets."

"Eat yuk. I'm ready to."

"You're the one who prepared it?"

"Yes. Even though the cook cook, but who prepared me."

"You haven't eaten yet?"

"Yet. I'm waiting for you."

"I ate pizza. You eat it."

"See me for temenin."

"Jude." Val said he felt sorry for Mario. Although he was very tired, he would take his time for the man who was waiting for him.

"Why not eat?" Val asked to see Mario silently observing the food in front of him.

"Solicit a bribe."

"Haishis...Alright." Val took a spoon and began to feed her husband.

"Aren't you sleeping?"

"I can't sleep without you. I'm on drugs."

"Your hand is hurt?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"After I'm clean I treat."

"Thank you."

"Hm."

Finished bathing and changed clothes Val immediately treat her husband's hand. He did it slowly so as not to get sick. Mario's hand was full of small cuts. Val suspects it was a cut from a glass shard.

"Next time don't be stupid anymore."

"Sorry."

"Bosen I'm sorry you."

"But done. You go to sleep first."

"Let's sleep the same. I'm not gonna ask. I know you're tired."

"Pinter too. You go to sleep first. I still want to check the photos."

"On the bed. Keep me company."

"OK."

Val was busy checking his pictures on his laptop while Mario lay around hugging his wife's waist.

"Boy model?"

"Yes. The Chinese."

"You think it's handsome?"

"Just be it."

"What kind of rich guy do you think?"

"Rich Papi I. He's the most handsome in the world. I wish I asked what I did, giving me my full freedom. Anyway The best."

"How am I handsome?"

Val observes her husband's face then focuses on her laptop again.

"B aja's. I already told you. In this handsome world it's just my Papa" Val said, making Mario frown.

It didn't feel like 12 p.m. Mario had fallen asleep while hugging his wife. Val slowly closed his laptop. He allowed the husband's position to be comfortable. Val covers Mario and kisses the man briefly before going to bed. Mario smiles at his wife's treatment. When Val put the laptop on the nightstand, he actually woke up but pura was still asleep. He just wanted to know what his wife was going to do. It turned out to be very sweet.