I know you're cheating

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Varissa has a chin with both hands. One jumbo-sized cola glass he had been shaved since earlier while continuing to pay attention to the figure of the man who ate in front of him very greedily. Without interference, let alone the guilt for making Varissa wrong in the car earlier.

"Ckckckl... You are insensitive!" Varissa. "It's really insensitive!" Shake again.w

Realizing that he had been the target of Varissa's stare, Dikta stopped eating. Sipping the bottled mineral water beside him then back to look at Varissa no less sharp.

"Why the hell? I was wrong?"

"Kc... Truly insensitive beings! You giraffe!"

"Va..," call Dikta again.

Varissa clucking. Back drinking cola in front of him even though all that remains now is only ice cubes. After all, the sense of cola was bland since the first came due to the actions of a tall man with long hair in front of this Varissa. It sucks!

"Lately, you don't wear glasses anymore. Why?" Rather than discussing misunderstandings in the car earlier, Varissa better look for a new topic.

"Oh," Dikta subconsciously rubbed his eyes for a moment. "I'm wearing contact lenses now. More practical" he said, smiling.

Varissa nodded.

"Which one do you think? Wearing glasses like before, or kayaking now?" The man seemed enthusiastic waiting for Varissa's reply.

"Yes, just as comfortable as you are, Ta! Whatever makes you comfortable, I'll support you!"

Dikta smiled with satisfaction at Varissa's reply. Her choice of woman is most understanding.

"I can do something else, right?"

"Byeah," nods Dikta.

Varissa poked her lips in doubt. Both of his eyes narrowed while staring at Dikta with a perverted feeling. Should he ask that one question?

"What do you do?" ask Varissa a little bad. Afraid, if Dikta was offended by the question.

"Why indeed?"

Varissa straightened her back. Sipping back a cola glass that is completely filled with ice cubes that begin to melt.

"Yes, I never saw you work." The woman grinned. Increasingly fear Dikta will be offended.

"I'm unemployed" the man replied lightly. No load. Without feeling bad at all. As if, unemployment is the proudest profession but do not need to get more appreciation.

"Huh?" Varissa's jaw almost touched the floor. His eyeballs almost jumped out and rolled on the table. There is a feeling of a little disappointment and horror if you imagine having to go back to living a man again. Lost to Erik, Dikta grew.

"But, as long as he's not acting like Erik, it should be, it's okay." Varissa tries to strengthen her heart if she really has to go back to living a man.

Oi! But wait a minute! There's something weird here. How can, an unemployed person, afford to have a car as luxurious as a car parked out front? How could an unemployed person buy an expensive apartment in the capital's elite region? And, how can an unemployed person live and settle abroad without the support of large expenses for many years? Lastly, how can an unemployed person buy a brand-name garment like the one he is currently wearing? Don't make it up, Ferguso!

"Just relax, Va!" sentil Dikta laughs.

"You're kidding me, aren't you?" protest the woman.

"Handid you?" Dikta raised his eyebrows in wonder. "Who's kidding? I'm unemployed."

"Unemployment how can you have a car, an apartment, the same brand of clothes?" Varissa grunting. Ogah swallowed the words of Dikta which he thought was just pretending.

"I'm unemployed, Va! The car has Om Imran. The apartment also has Om Imran. And, this shirt.." Dikta lifted the collar of his neck. "KW!"

Not wanting to believe it just like that, Varissa quickly moved to Dikta's seat. Closer to the man while revealing the collar of the back of the shirt worn by Dikta. Intend to ascertain whether it is true, the shirt is KW or original.

"Why-you?" Dikta tried to avoid.

"Geli, Va!" dikta said while holding down Varissa's hands.

The woman suddenly nodded. In his swallow the saliva with a little painstaking as the sharp eyes of the man were locking his figure tightly. Again. His insolent heart returned. It was lying uncorruptedly without being prevented by the owner.

"I can at least be touched at the nape," Dikta explained a little awkwardly. The release of both hands Varissa while throwing her face in the other direction. Embarrassed.

"Good in a crowded place. If it's quiet, it can be my release."

Both cheeks of Varissa suddenly reddened. While scratching the non-itchy nape, the woman sat back in her place. Just like Dikta, Varissa was also very embarrassed. Moreover, the action turned out to invite several pairs of eyes to glance at their table due to the small commotion he had caused.

"Va! If we keep a little distance, how?" tanya Dikta on the way home.

"Why?" ask Varissa a little surprised.

Dikta looked a little agitated. Wetched several times lips that feel dry with their own spit. Somehow, he felt he began to lose control of himself if he continued to be close to Varissa.

"I know you're officially divorced with Erik. But isn't it too soon we're this close? What do people say later? I don't want you on the same ugly stamp as people."

"Are you happy that we're like that?" Varissa looked at Dikta. "Due to distance?"

"No," ring Dikta slowly. "But, be patient for something that ends beautifully, that's okay, right?"

"Yes, I understand!" varissa Nod.

"But you have to promise! From this moment on, you should not give any man a chance to stop by in your life. Enough of me, Va! With just me, I'm sure you've felt more than enough."

"Ta.., don't be so excited!"

Dikta grabbed Varissa's hand. Grasping the tiny fingers tightly before anchoring the kiss for a long time on the woman's back.

"I love you so much, Va! If this time you go back to choosing another man instead of me, then you're as good as killing me twice, Va!" Dikta looked at the face of her heart with a pleading gaze. "Please, don't be so mean to me, Va!" The water runs the river.

Tightness filled Varissa's chest when she received the pleading gaze from a man she had always known was flat and emotionless. Is this the real Dikta? Why did it feel so painful to see Dikta pleading with her like this?

"Hey! Don't be sad!" varissa raahu. He rubbed the cheek of the man who was driving gently. "I won't choose anyone but you anymore, Ta! I promise!"

"Really?" Dikta's hand was tight.

"Yes" said Varissa.

"May I Kiss you now?"

Varissa. "Say you keep your distance?" the insinuation returned the words of Dikta.

"Yes, in front of people, Va! But, if it's just two gini, time can't?"

"Ish..." Varissa pinched Dikta's arm.

"Ouch..," ringis the man.

"Are you crazy? I just knocked on the hammer a few hours ago, Ta! The time was immediate..," Varissa was unable to continue her words. Speechless. His mouth could only gap wide without being able to put out any more words.

"Joking doang, Va!" Dikta chuckles. How easy it is to make Varissa misbehave like this.

Dikta Anantavirya