Love 150 Cm.

38. TASYA DILEMMA

Spontaneously Delon immediately released Bian's body to make him fall and the owner of the body rampaged.

“Sorry Boss, I accidentally.” With no guilt, Delon smiled when he saw Bian, whimpering in pain from a fall.

“Basic son of a bitch,” umpat Bian while stroking his buttocks a little pain.

“Have you better lift him to his room,” said Tasya who asked Delon to take Bian to his room.

“Should I again.” With a stupid look he said.

“Then who?”

In the heart of Delon cursed out because again he had to be bothered.

Ck ..hc.

With an arrogant heart and frustration that has been at the top of the crown. Delon had to do it.

Delon and Tasya went inside the house and headed upstairs, slowly putting Bian on the bed.

“Good, my task is done and my time is home but .. It seems I need clothes to change clothes that are now dirty due to your husband's behavior, but I need clothes to change,” says Delon with a face that already looks like a dry kanebo.

“Sleep in the living room, there just wear it.” Instead Tasya did not bring clothes for Delon, instead offered him to stay the night.

Huff.

“Alright I will stay for tonight,” said Delon a little heavy-hearted but he was forced to take a quote from Tasya, because it is also impossible to bring a Bian car with a state that is already full of vomit.

“Do not ignore the feelings of a sincere man to you, because if you refuse later you do not necessarily get someone who can accept your situation for now.” Before going out Delon said something to Tasya, and it made him shut up instantly.

“What does Bian say about our situation to you?” tanya was a little curious.

“No, it's just that when he was overpowered by alcohol he raved and mentioned your name several times. She was frustrated because her love was rejected and for the reason why Bian chose you I don't know,” Delon explained at length.

“I need to think about all this not. Although the prenuptial agreement we have agreed but still all this has nothing to do with feelings, if he does love me of course he will patiently wait until my heart is open.” Tasya looked at the man's face very seriously, and now they looked at each other.

“Slightly to pay attention to it, it makes you guys will get closer.”

“Bian was once betrayed by women and they almost got married, but again physically became the benchmark. That woman just wants her treasure and you know? The woman had an affair with the adopted sister of Bian after getting her property then the woman would divorce him, and fortunately all was heard without Bian's own knowledge.” Delon begins to tell her about the past, rather than forcing Tasya to accept her friend. It's just so that the woman realizes that the man who is now very fond of his wife more than anything.

"Where is that woman going?"

"He went with another man because again the woman only needed Doni's treasure" Delon explained.

"Then good evening by morning, for I will be out to sleep."

"Yes, good night too.

After Delon left the room. Then Tasya also took off Bian's shoes and clothes, then replaced them so as not to feel uncomfortable in addition to the smell of the aroma of alcohol was very disturbing.

One by one, everything was out. Now Tasya was beside her, staring fixedly at the face of the man who had been her husband for two months.

"You're pretty handsome, but my heart hasn't dag, dig, dug. Then what should I do" said Tasya lirih.

For now he will not sleep in bed. Instead of sleeping under because the smell of smoke mixed with the intoxicating drink. It made him dizzy, so he decided to roll out a carpet to sleep under.

“Why I can't sleep at all. Though now it's three and a half in the morning, if this is how I won't be able to work.” Tasya was annoyed and continued to urinate because he could not sleep, until the sound of toa in the mosque. Faintly heard in his ears.

I don't know how many times he changed position until now his body and closed with a supine state.

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Bian who had just woken up was so shocked when he found that his body was no longer wearing clothes last night.

“Who replaced my clothes?” Bian muttered while wondering because if it was Tasya it was impossible he thought.

“Where is Tasya?” Bin was looking for his little wife but his eyes did not see.

“Already.” Finally Bian got up and was about to go down, but his feet touched something from there. For a moment he scrunched his forehead and tried to think, what object he touched. A little chewy and it makes it ticklish.

Huh.

“Tasya, so what I touched just now was his towering yet skinny mountain.” Bian had no idea what he was touching just now.

“Definitely cold because last night slept under,” muttered Bian, then he took the initiative to move his wife's body to the top of the mattress.

Bian slowly lifted Tasya's body and immediately enveloped her. Then Bian himself has now gone out of the room and his throat feels choked from thirst.

Arriving in his kitchen netra caught the figure of Delon who was in front of the stove. I don't know what is doing and it makes Bian directly approach him.

“Lon, are you here?” ask Bian while dragging the chair and immediately put the buttocks where he should put.

“It's awake apparently. Yes, you know for yourself because of your actions last night to the point that my clothes are dirty plus a car full of your vomit, how disgusting is not.” Delon turned around to answer Bian's question.

“Are you also the one who replaced my clothes?” ask Bian because he really wants to know the wits of it.

A second Delon immediately noticed the clothes that Bian was currently wearing.

“Do you think I am a transvestite who likes women's clothes and pink too,” Delon said with a booming laughter.

“You deliberately mocked me with this nightgown. Cih is really annoying,” umpat Bian who does not accept he was laughed at just about nightgowns.

“Because it is very funny and you look very funny and unyu-unyu,” Delon reply with a million laughs to make his stomach hurt because of excessive laughter.

"Don't tell me it's Tasya's job."

"Of course, if not him then who else." Delon answered, who couldn't stop laughing.

Pluks.

"Basic shit."

Bian threw a lap at the dinner table, instead of being ungrateful or ungrateful.