Married Senior Cunning
Chapter 32's
If it wasn't for the extra heart palpitations, Caesar would have been afraid to reply to Kyla's words. Of course with rude actions that I don't know what. But what is power. The man was very strange in a situation full of annoying misbehavior.
"Sorry, I'm kidding. Come on, run the car again. Later we are late to campus," said Kyla so calm.
"I warned you, yes. Don't you dare tease or provoke my emotions" Caesar replied.
The engine of the car is revived simultaneously with the rotation of the wheels that lead straight to the road. Caesar knew that Kyla's attitude today was only his wits to be looked upon badly. Caesar was convinced that Kyla must have deliberately made excuses so that they would not engage in that ridiculous matchmaking again.
"One more thing. Don't try to escape from this match. I know you're a good girl" said Caesar at last.
Goddamnit! Why should Kyla's cheeks be blushing red just because of that short remark?
After a short thump, Kyla began to raise her voice again. He did not look at Caesar at all. "Look easy. I'm not going to run away knowing that you're a freak, sister," Kyla said.
"What weird? Just look if I'm my wife later. You are gone" Caesar threatened.
Really am. In his heart there was no ill intent. He only warned that his future wife would always obey him and would not leave him.
"Oh, threat, huh?" Alright. Maybe later the situation will be reversed," replied Kyla casually.
Caesar snorted resignedly. Is correct. Whoever the woman is, she always loses the talk. He had to give up for the prestige of the man he held high.
***
It did not take long, the car was parked sweetly near the faculty corridor. Yeah, the lecturer's car. Today Caesar is very lazy to park his car in a row of student parking areas. I don't know what ramblings he will find by the parking lot later. He doesn't care.
"Down" he ordered the girl leaning her head against the left side of the car window.
With the slowest movement and so lazy, Kyla lifted her head, looking lethargic at Caesar who was removing his seatbelt.
"Why look around? Quick down!" cesar again.
Caesar was gawked by the words of the nineteen-year-old girl. Really am. He did not stop thinking about the change in attitude that Kyla had shown since. Is it true that Kyla is such a shitty girl? This does not match the image of Kyla captured by Caesar all this time.
"Wait!" caesar shouted as he opened the car door and hurriedly came out following his girl.
Kyla had to stop walking. He looked lazily at Caesar with no discernible expression.
"What's wrong? Want to get paid for a ride?" ketus Kyla's.
Gosh darn. Caesar was almost frustrated to be able to read the meaning of the attitude Kyla showed today. How could her innocent and gentle girl be this sad and annoying? Moreover, the change happened in an instant. It's strange!
"Not that, Kyla. Go home to college, don't go home by yourself, yeah. Dad asked us to go to the boutique store to find a wedding dress today" Caesar explained.
"Wedding dress? Hmm, yes, well," Kyla replied as she was. He turned again, leaving Caesar there.
"Hey, I'm not done talking yet."
Kyla's hand was intercepted by Caesar, making the girl's move come to a sudden halt. He turned lazy. Staring at the prospective husband who is now installing a sebal look.
"What else, brother?"
Caesar took off Kyla's hand, then switched to scratching the back of the neck.
"Emm... Can I have your mobile number? To be contacted if you're done with college, I mean. Not to mean anything," said Caesar whose tip implied panic.
"Can. On one condition."
"Your husband-to-be is also eligible only to get the mobile number of his future wife? Huh, that's right, hell!"
