Exchanged CEO Bride

M2 – Dela Ngidam?

"Dam!!"

Gaza shocked Dela to the point that Dela took a surprised snarl and held her chest. He stared at Gaza with a sharp eye.

"Ck what the hell?" dela sewot. Because often Gaza bothers him who is busy with himself. He did not want to be disturbed by anyone, not even Gaza.

"Del blink, blink!" decreed Gaza. From earlier he saw Dela daydreaming alone, I don't know what she was thinking, only Dela knew.

Dela rolled her eyes lazily. "So!" answer's short. Dela refused to answer.

Gaza long enough to look at him to make Dela increasingly uncomfortable.

"What the hell?" ask Dela once more in a more taut tone.

"You are what. What are you possessed of? That feeling you didn't why–napa."

Gaza still stared at Dela with a look of wonder.

"No need to be in. Just call me you." Mood Dela's getting ruined. He wanted to feel calm but Gaza destroyed him.

"That's just nagging. Yes yes yes yes, bye then. Please enjoy a night's sleep outside the house," break up Gaza as well as threats. The increasingly late night made the cold air increasingly sharp piercing his bones. After all, the night wind can interfere with health, especially for pregnant women. Dela did not respond.

Gaza passed leaving Dela. A second before Gaza locked the door, Dela held it closed.

"Wait first! Just shut the door. There's still people outside of this."

"Why? Don't you want to sleep outside?" gaza Syndir. He concluded that Dela's inertia was a statement of truth.

"Ck who said it? You know so well" said Dela. He did not intend to sleep outside the house like that, but Gaza itself judged it so.

"I do know" said Gaza.

Dela poked her lips and sighed harshly until she herself forgot if she had to enter immediately.

Gaza snorted. "Would you go in there, what would you like to come in?" Long enough Dela stood in front of the door with her annoying daydream to look at.

Dela clucking. In fact Dela's mind would why Gea approached him suddenly make his mind float so that makes him like a fool in front of Gaza.

"Iya–iya, sabarin dikit why."

Dela walked in, walking without any intention of closing the door. Gaza is still there. He believes that Gaza will not leave the door wide open. He is still fond of his LED television even though it is only 21 inches. It was the smallest and most valuable thing there was. If there's a burrow in, he's gone he doesn't have anything.

Not have anything? Wrongfully. Not having nothing. In fact to buy anything he has enough money, even very enough to be leftover. But he himself intended to have anything in the house with that much money. Because he chose, whatever was in the house was the product of his own efforts.

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"Oh, how is this? I want to eat, but how? To order I have no media. To make, I can't cook it."

Suddenly just in that night, the desire to eat seblak just appeared. I want to, even want to. Just this time he was as eager as it was against something simple but managed to make him tempted just by imagining it.

Dela let out a rough breath. He was confused as to how he could eat the seblak. To get out of bed only he refused, what else woke up Gaza which is now the time has passed from midnight. After all he is a prestige if he has to ask Gaza to make it.

Speaking of Gaza, tba– suddenly crossed a shadow made in Gaza. And the food menu that was in his mind he tasted more delicious and tempting compared to other cuisines. Instantly he patted his own head to be aware of the desire that had come out of nowhere. Dela cursed his stupidity.

"Belgium ... But I want his hand made. Fried rice yesterday was so good. Maybe seblak could be more delicious," said Dela began to deny his thoughts again.

"But that means I have to beg her dong? Mm...!"

Remember the life formula of Dela. If there's no prestige, not Dela once.

Dela let out a rough sigh a few times. He tries to throw away the ego that stretches high.

"The hufft hufftt... It's for your stomach, for yours."

Dela strengthened her heart again to launch her intention despite having to drop her own ego. Face business, that he thought later after he was full. The important thing is to be FULL and SATISFIED.

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In the end Dela knocked despite her hesitation. He knocked with hope of dismay. Gaza's often derisive attitude actually discouraged him from doing this.

"Hmmm ... What's up?" gaza with its voice. He opened the door with half his consciousness. Even his eyes were half closed.

"What?" ask him again. Gaza's hands rested on the edge of the door to support his body. His legs were lazily supporting his body with full force.

"Hmm hungry," Dela said honestly.

"Yes eat. Why bother. Hoaamm..."

"There is no food" said Dela, whose patience has now eroded.

"There was. There's rice. Just make fried rice, done."

Gaza shuffled his back hair. Sometimes he yawns with drowsiness that comes back to ambush him.

Dela let out a long breath. "Patience," he mumbled.

"I don't want rice. Seblak. Make it yes," said Dela as sweet as possible. He hopes that by doing so, Gaza will soon melt it. But apparently NOT.

"Relope ... It's early morning. No need to make–ada," he said with a little dragging word. Gaza really– is lazy if he has to cook that late. After all, it is better to return to bed, roll with a blanket and hug the mattress.

The rejection of Gaza made Dela's heart mellow for a moment. Only rejection, but the effect is so great. Both corners of Dela's lips are pulled down. Wails began to faintly sound.

"Huaa–mmm"

Dela who originally wanted to scream in tears, now her voice was restrained with the palm of Gaza that tightly closed Dela's lips. Crying out loud late at night can get him accused by neighbors. And he doesn't want that to happen.

Silent for a moment but then when the palm of his hand he released, Dela again voiced. It made Gaza panic and again closed Dela's lips with her palm back.

"Be quiet! Yes, I made it." Gaza surrender. Instantly, Dela's cry also subsided, even now her eyes sparkled brightly.

Gaza doesn't care about that. All he had to do at this moment was to immediately complete his unexpected agenda so that he could calmly hug the bed.

"Bother!" muttered sebal.

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