Married Young to a CEO

Make him angry.

Selesia bath. Salsa change clothes immediately. And wear a dress like a beauty. Wrapped in thin makeup that makes Devid semakain tempted. Salsa looked at herself in front of the mirror. Her fingers held her right and left cheeks, admiring her beautiful face that had never been polished at all.

I was also a vantique. He muttered to himself in front of the glass.

"Can it be faster?" devid asked, stomping his legs annoyed, occasionally to two he glanced at the watch that was coiled around his wrist. It showed at 8 a.m. And Felix must be waiting for him in the living room. Devid was deliberately ngolor-ngalor when he met his brother.

"If you want to meet Felix first, go ahead!" salsa looked at Devid's visibly angry face behind his front mirror.

Devid frowned, as he looked behind the mirror of Salsa's polished face with a thin powder. "Why are you wearing powder?" devid asked, moving his feet toward Salsa.

"Why indeed?" salsa asked who was still busy putting on her makeup.

"Remove!"

Salsa scrunched her face, turning her body face back. "I want to look beautiful in sata with you. I wear bedam because I want to make you happy."

"The powder will never let me be happy. I'd rather you look simple." Devid, grab a wet tissue on the dresser. Swiped it right on Salsa's face.

"I just want my wife to look the way she is. Don't mind what people say, care about my heart." Devid, touching Salsa's face, looked into her two eyes. "I don't want any other man to look at you. Let me see your beauty. In front of others look simple." she continued, gently rubbing Salsa's side hair, stroking her gently behind her ears.

Salsa smiled faintly, to her two tiptoed feet. Gently peeked a few seconds her lips.

"Thank you,"

"For what?" ask Devid in wonder.

"Because you're willing to accept me for who I am."

Devid develops his lips. Softly rubbing the ends of the hair Salsa.

"Udah, let's get out!" Devid grabbed Salsa by the shoulder, grabbing her in his arms. Walked with light steps out of his room. Down the stairs.

"Start, jerk!" Salsa tries to release Devid's hand over his shoulder.

"Why again?" Devid sighed in annoyance.

"Open we'll make a plan. Why.we do not ask the same silence He must know the mastermind behind everything. I'm sure he's kinking." Devid closed his mouth, prompting Salsa to hide behind a wall of stairs, as Felix heard their conversation. I feel like there is no one behind. He looked back again ahead.

"Why did you keep my mouth shut?" salsa asked with Devid's hand closing her lips.

Ssttt.." sizzled Devid, his eyes looking at every move Felix yany was sitting alone in the living room.

"Don't talk out loud. You almost talked about the plan in front of him."

"Sorry!" Slasa lowered his head, his face wrinkled with guilt. Somehow he lifted his head again, smiling oebar in front of Devid.

"What if we both followed her wherever she went all day. Who knows we've got a lead on him."

Devid stretched out his index finger, pushing softly on Salsa's forehead. "Yes, but don't talk out loud." Devid growled, glaring a little.

Salsa rubbed her forehead, pursing her lips in annoyance. "Why again? I was always wrong" muttered Salsa softly. Her lips are a few inches.

"Udah, let's go see him." Devid grabs Salsa's hand pulling her out of hiding.

"Sorry, long wait." said Devid kindly. Though inside, he was fed up with Felix. Because he is also the one who made the relationship almost chaotic.

"Emmm.. You guys feeling better?" felix asked, a little doubtful.

"Why indeed?" answer the salsa jutek.

Felix smiled faintly. "Ep. It's okay, I'm just making sure."

Basic don't know yourself. Why he doesn't feel guilty at all. He really has no heart. Or he was intentionally.

"Emmm.. I'm sure it's a good fit." Salsa's words came to a halt as she felt her feet as if they were stepped on by a huge elephant. He just smiled as he grimaced with the pain.

"Why you?" ask Felix to be worried.

"Nobody, just cram" Salsa replied. The two natas looked at the elephant towards Devid beside him, and were countered with a sharp plot.

"You guys don't fight here" Felix stood up, looking out for both of them.

"You don't fight here,"

"Who's fighting," replied compak Devid and Salsa, turning his head quickly with eyes simultaneously staring at Felix.

Felix sat back down with a nervous face a little scared.

"Yes, continue!" murmured Felix, turning his face.

"Don't step on my feet" Salsa began to resume another small quarrel in their household.

"Who has cursed your feet,"

"Who's elephant leg?"

"Open you stiff elephant?"

"Babelle!" Salsa pursed her lips. Turned his face in the opposite direction. Into two short hands.

"You're the one who's bummering!" firmly Devid. "A little bit cranky," he continued as he mocked.

"Belgium!!"

"I'm sorry, are you guys fighting. Then I'll go first." cut Felix up.

"Wait!" answer compact Salsa and Devid with the right hand raised forward.

"Stay sitting there." he continued, staring at Felix. Then their eyes looked at each other again. Their two eyes were managed, locked, as if a stream of electricity was starting to ignite between their gazes.

"Do you want Frlix to know if you like him?" said Devid, suddenly making Salsa more confused. His anger suddenly bore fruit to discuss things he did not know.

Devid stepped twice on Salsa's leg.coded him to understand the blink of an eye aimed at him. "Why are you? A dagger?" ask Salsa. Makes Devid sigh in frustration. He rubbed his chest, restraining the anger that was seeping into his body.

"I'm looking at you,"

Salsa snorted in annoyance. He stood up and stared intently at Devid.

Fekix did not like this kind of iteration. He feels guilty or happy to see them fighting. But their quarrel made his head feel very tired. And very soon ran away from the two of them.

"Eh.. Aren't you ashamed of Felix. He doesn't even insult me,"

"Did I know he never insulted you?" Devid raised his voice, and the blue-collar challenged.

"Udah...Already! Stop that!" felix's ears were not strong. Two stopped their speech. Take a deep breath, hold it. He lifted his head and started to open his mouth.

Devid and Salsa glanced at each other. There was a faint smile etched on their lips. I don't know what's on their cunning minds.

"You guys if you want to fight please just outside. Or in the room. Let me not hear your quarrels." Felix explained.