Jum Wo Ai Ni

Idiotically

Dylan rushed down after his old sedan was perfectly parked in front of the minimarket, he was all for himself who could forget about Jessica. I'm sure his girlfriend is sulking now.

The squinty man smiled when he saw a woman, with red hair down was choosing a drink in the refrigerator. Dylan walked into the minimarket, slowly approaching his lover from behind, wanting to surprise him. The woman was talking to someone over the phone.

"Haha ... That's right, he's a pretty good-looking stupid guy. I didn't realize I knew about his company pretending to be broke. I think we've managed to make him really bankrupt, it turns out this is just a marketing trick. It's a good thing I have a spy there," Jessica chatted cheerfully, with one hand opening the refrigerator door.

Dylan stopped his steps, the distance already close enough to allow him to clearly hear their conversation.

Jessica picked up a soda can, flanking the phone with her shoulders and cheeks, so the woman's hands could open the drink.

"When do you come home? I miss,"Jessica whines spoiled at someone across the phone.

"...."

"Bored ah ... The squinty did not want to take it so, very holy pretentious. Uh, ...." Jessica paused, she said, chugging the soft drink in her hand.

"...."

Dylan's hands clenched, the man's jaw hardened again. Her eyes reddened sharply at the woman who stood a few steps away from him.

"At least he'll come back to pick me up, he'll be an acute bucin there I am. Stupid guy, okay then. Bye Roy!" Jessica turned off her phone, she turned around to leave. However, Jessica's body stiffened instantly.

The red-haired woman swallowed her saliva with great difficulty, like a chunk of embers that felt so painful passing through her throat.

A man wears a white T-shirt with jeans clad in his legs. Standing straight in front of Jessica, the slender man smiled. A smile more akin to a grin, terrifying.

"You look tense, honey. Why?" Dylan stepped closer, with his sharp eyes staring at Jessica's plastic surgery face.

"No-no, where there is," Jessica replied with stammering.

Dylan smiled again. The only steps left between them he scrape off so quickly.

"Gee!" Jessica gave a small shriek as the burly hand floated around her neck. Dylan's fingers felt so intensely pressing, breaking Jessica's breath.

"You say I'm stupid, let me show you how stupid I am" he whispered right in the woman's ear.

Jessica's blood rippled violently, her heart racing like it had just run a marathon. When Dylan overhears her conversation with Roy, Jessica has made the biggest mistakes of her life.

"Egh, I-I was just blubbering," Jessica's voice sounded like a frog being stepped on, her throat so sore as if her neck bone was crushed in her lover's hand.

"Handering. Very funny hem." Dylan pulled himself away, releasing his hand from Jessica's neck.

"Uhuk-uhuk," Jessica coughed, if Dylan did not immediately let go of her hand maybe Jessica would move to another realm.

Jessica's body felt weak, she scooped up oxygen greedily. His clasped hand rubbed the neck that felt pain, he felt relieved because he could breathe freely again. However, it was only for a moment, before he came to his senses with the gaze of an eagle ready to pounce on its prey.

The eyes that were previously filled with affection, had now turned into anger and disappointment.

"Go from before me now," said Dylan coldly, looking at Jessica's pretty face hatefully

"Ta-tu

"God!" dylan shouted echoed, to the attention of the people in the minimarket.

Dylan rubbed his face rough, he really did not expect that all this time Jessica was just playing with her heart. The little guy loved Jessica so much, gave her everything she needed without having to ask, she gave her best. She believes in Jessica, and she always puts on her body when Mama and Dylan doubt her.

With Dylan's broad steps back into the car, he spurred his steed away from the minimarket. The place where the truth unfolds, the truth about how stupid Dylan has been.

The squinty man decided to go home, his head felt heavy with all the events he had experienced today. A flash of Juminten shadow flashed across his mind, Dylan clucked in annoyance. Angry at himself. He shouldn't have talked that hard to his wife.

"Maybe he's home now," he murmured softly, he'll apologize to the woman.

He stepped on the gas pedal, accelerating the speed of the four-wheeled vehicle he was driving.

Chequelek

Dylan opened the door of his house, the empty house felt lonely, like something was missing there. The sound of Dylan's footsteps echoed through the house.

"Hasn't he gone home yet?" Dylan took off the shoes he was wearing, throwing them away.

Quickly the man in white shirt climbed into the upper room. Dylan opened the door of the room with a slightly hunting breath, empty. Juminten wasn't there.

"Where is he why hasn't he come home!"

Dylan reached into his pants pocket, picked up a flat object to contact the mother.

"Assalamualaikum Ma," said Dylan first.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, you call Mama at this hour, Dy."

"It's okay Ma, just want to know the news of Mama," said Dylan nervously.

He wanted to ask about Juminten's whereabouts, but of course this would make his mother suspicious about his relationship with his wife. Dylan didn't want to make Mayleen angry.

"Dy, it's best if the news is over. It's too bad that Juminten's on the mind."

"Yes Ma, next week Dylan's gonna have a press conference."

"Good then, oh yeah Where's Jumi? Mama misses him."

"Numbers ... Jumi again in Ma's bathroom, yes the bathroom," replied Dylan nervously.

"That's it, take him to dong's house tomorrow. You guys haven't played here in a long time."

"Yes Ma, if Dylan has time."

After a small talk, Dylan cut off his phone call with his mother.

"Where are you really a squid?"

Dylan paced back and forth agitatedly, worried about the state of the wife he had left behind by the road. Many times he tried to contact Juminten's phone, there was only an answer from the operator.

Dylan threw his body on the sofa, kneading his pain-throbbing temple. The slender man looked up at the room sky. His eyes closed, he took a deep breath in the air that was suffocating within that space. Faintly smelled the rest of the perfume of the wife, a bitter smile on Dylan's lips. A smile that he made for his stupidity.