Married Young to a CEO

His acting was really successful

Almost five minutes passed. Salsa kept pacing in front of him. His mind was chaotic, when thinking about how later if he was hungry. continue in the room there is no food. And Alan seems to be closing on purpose.the two of them. I don't know what they planned. It all really makes me dizzy. Salsa groused, ruffling her hair in frustration.

What exactly are they planning. Why does Devid look so flat, as if nothing happened to him.

Devid sighed. Raising his head looked at Salsa. The gaze of Slasa's eyes could not be separated staring at him.

"You must be thinking of me, right?" said Devid.

"Sit's silent, I'm dizzy to see you pacing indistinctly."

And Salsa just stared at David with a puzzled look.

"Can't you sit still" he said again.

"I'm confused as to how we got out" Salsa said, with her hands and feet moving along with her facial expression. "You helped me think too. Or you break down pintumya."

"Emang can be broken in the door from the inside. It could be his bruised arm, you want responsibility." decak Devid.

Salsa rolled her eyes lazily. Stripped his legs, and his hands crossed. He pulled the tip of his lips cynically while sneering softly.

"Emang she's pregnant responsibility. Basic lebai. Just say that he's mushy not strong."

"What did you say?" devid asked, pulling his two eyebrows together upwards. His eyes narrowed.

"It's normal to see me, if you fall in love with me, what?" salsa quipped her eyes indifferently.

Devid just kept quiet, sighing as he tried to remain patient. He lowered his head again, and began to read the book that was still open in his hands.

It's real people, yes. Is he it deliberately both de gan I'm here. Or don't. don't..

"Are you the one who asked Alan to lock us in?"

David remained in his position. He shut his mouth tightly. Don't want to interfere anymore, or think about Salsa.

"David, you hear me?" salsa raised her voice. And David was still flat, sticking his finger in his ear, indifferent to him.

"So how can I talk to you." Salsa growled in annoyance, her heart occasionally wanting to tear her lips apart so that they could open wide. Some have mouths that are not used well.

"Don't talk about me in my heart" said David, his eyes still focused on reading every little piece of writing in the book. Salsa turned her head, pulling the tip of her thin lips. When he saw David still not warting at all from his place. 

"Who is talking about you. He's really a pity, anyway!" salsa said, turning to the right and to the left, looking for a seat that fits her. His feet ached for too long standing back and forth on their own. Than tired of being made by yourself. Better look will sit quietly like David.

"Well, that's it! Not moving much. Think repit people."

"Somehow, why are you so bothered."

"Because you are standing before my eyes." answered David, raising his head in seconds. Focus again on the book.

"If you want to not be disturbed, you better just go to the bathroom. And stand there, it's up to the somersault. Or the salto, or even the attractions inside me don't care." explains Devid, getting up from his seat. His feet went to his bed. He laid down his body which was very tired.

Salsa just stared at him sharply. He frowned. With irritated eyes, and a few inches of manyun lips.

Ah.. It's up to him.  I'm tired of serving him. He was the weirdest guy I knew for the first time.

Salsa sighed, leaning her back on the sofa, and head on top, and onto her two supine hands. He felt calm as his muscles slowly relaxed, a little interested.

"Huh.it's very convenient.. Maybe it's more comfortable.. If you lay alone with you, it's like this."

"No!" salsan quickly rolled his eyes indifferently

Almost an hour passed. Salsa just kept quiet, staring at Devid's face who was somehow not tired of continuing to stare at the book in his hand. It's almost noon Salsa hasn't even had a bath. And all because of Devid. He even switched positions still did not see Devid glancing at him at all.

How can she get Devid's attention while pregnant like this. Huhhhh.. Not attention. But.malah the ignorant and indifferent nature back again like before. Just piss off.

Devid is busy with his own world. Reading to him was a new life for him. He doesn't care about the people around him. As if his world was his own.

Why can I marry an ice man like him. He was born an ice man. I can't smile at all. Or I need to pull that mouth out so I can smile wide.

Salsa laid her body on the sofa, with her hands propped up on her cheeks, elbows on the left end of the sofa. And the eyes could not be separated from Devid's serious face.

"Ehem... Ehem.." dahem Salsa. Trying to call Devid. However, still the result is nil.Devid did not glance at him.

Am I less attractive? Why doesn't he look at me like that at all. Bummer her up. It was as if he was perfect without any fault.

Salsa breathed. Trying to keep smiling. Although Devid was indifferent to him.

"Shhh.heh.." Salsa threw a small pillow right over Devid's arm. And the man still doesn't care. As if indifferent to him.

"Heh.. You're.."

"Eh.. Are you deaf?"

"Devid.." called Salsa many times, no answer from her. Devid was just silent, raising his head with a sharpened eye.

"What?" jutek Devid asked, his head lowered again staring at the book.

"There's nothing, anyway!!" salsa said holding her chin, while turning her brain trying to think again what she wanted to talk about now. Long thought Salsa dilated her lips forming a sweet smile.

"If there's nothing to bother me." cried Devid, turning his body upside down, avoiding Salsa's sight of him.

"Aren't you tired of reading books?" salsa asked, sitting up straight staring at him.

"Why indeed?"

"Once upon a time a way to get out of here. I'm bored!" salsa said frankly, pulling down her eyebrows, and her lips were slightly drawn upwards.

"Just go out yourself." replied briefly Devid indifferently.

"Whatdidyou say? If I can get out of here myself, I'm out of here. And you why relax it doesn't matter we've been almost 2 hours lo, here." said Salsa stood up, let out all the emotions in her. With two hands following his movements.

"Stupid!" that short and indistinct swearing from Devid's mouth, he only pulled one corner of his eyebrow. Staring flat at Salsa.

Why is he acting so stupid. If he falls. Really strange woman.

Sitt's... Whatdoes thatmean? Why is he talking like that.. Maybe he's too confident in his good looks. Until I forget I can't read. Or should I give him a big glass. Umpat annoyed Salsa, sighed slowly. Twisting his eyes lazily.

"If you want to go out please, this is indeed your room here. But this is actually my room. And you have no right to interfere with what I do."

Salsa stomped her legs, walking two arcs closer to Devid.

"OKAY. You don't care about me. But at least you have pity or pity for me."

"Why should I feel sorry for you?" david asked, raising his head. Just a faint smile. Then look back at the book.

Salsa clenched her hands, right in the line of her pants. Clenching his lips, getting a few inches with his two eyes staring sharp, slightly narrowed.

"You're all grown up and why do I care about you. You can do everything yourself. Do not ask for help from others. Before you try." said Devid smart-ass without staring at Salsa.

"Don't advise me. Then you're here. I'm gonna take a shower, and remember not to peek at me. If you dare to peek at me. I'll..."

"Will what? Or are you taking me to take a shower?" goda Devid, increasingly making Salsa furious. The woman turned her face indifferent, and walked into the bathroom without Devid caring.

"Basic strange woman. But interesting too. When he's angry.. Too funny!" muttered Devid, shaking his head.

***

15 Minutes passed. Salsa has finished her shower. He opened half the bathroom door. Removing his head, with the body still covered by the door.

"Heh.. You're the one over there!" call Salsa. David closed the book, put it on his bed. Looking towards Salsa.

"You're calling me?" devid asked, his hands pointing to himself.

"Yes.. You, lah! Who else if not you. Here is anyone else but you and me." replied Salsa annoyed.

"Ada?"

Salsa furrowed her brows. His face began to pale in fear, staring to the right and left sides. His eyes were fixed on Devid.

"Where?" salsa. "Don't try to scare me."

Devid starts picking up towels in the closet. And took any original clothes that were in front of his eyes. Finish taking clothes. Devid walked with light steps. Pulling one corner of his lips.

"I'm not scaring you. Do you know, if there's actually something scary in here. Maybe you can't see it. But. I can see it."

"Where?"

"I saw it in.." Devid just smiled.

"Where? Don't scare. If I come out later I'll get you back." Salsa looked at Salsa's face. Throw a towel at him. Salsa quickly put on the robe towel.

"Now don't scare me." muttered Salsa.

"You don't want to know?" ask Devid.

"Don't do.. Than you're afraid." muttered Salsa, wiping her still wet hair.

"He's behind you.."

"Wua... Where is he." Salsa jumped out. Hugged Devid's body very tightly. Hiding his face in Devid's field chest.

"Where is he.. Don't tell me that anymore." muttered Salsa, her body trembling in fear. Hugging the more tightly Devid's body, their heartbeats raced against each other very quickly.

David developed his lips to form a triumphant smile within him. Devid returned Salsa's embrace, rubbing her back and the back of her head gently.

"Can you be honest?" ask Devid.

"Udah don't talk first. I don't want you to continue your words anymore. I don't want to hear! Don't want to!" salsa said, increasingly hiding her face in the chest of Devid's field.

"Actually I was.."

"Don't tell me," interrupted Salsa quickly without reproaching Devid for speaking.

"But I want to say.."

"Don't.." Salsa shut her ears tightly.

"I lied..."

Salsa pushes Devid's body away from her. Snarling irritatedly staring hard at the umpteenth time at the sight of Devid's face hangs really annoying.

"What do you want?" salsa asked annoyedly. "Do you just want to get a chance from me. Or maybe you just want to get me?"

"Don't be overconfident" said Devid, holding back his smile. Patting Salsa's shoulders.

"Don't be too confident. But thanks for the hug. Your body sticks very close." whispered Devid. Then he left Salsa. And Devid opened the door so easily. And walk away.

Salsa's two eyes glared instantaneously as she saw Devid coming out.

"If the door was open why was he here.. Basic nyebelin." Salsa grumbled in annoyance. Sticking to his two legs was irritated many times.

Devid turned his steps and again peeked at Salsa and the door.

"Hurry out, and get your clothes done."

"How do you do it?" salsa asked frowning in confusion.

"It's fast, put it in the suitcase now. We moved. And not much just. I'm waiting for you downstairs with Gio." explains Devid and leaves again.

Salsa tried to stop her steps. He never stopped staring at the confused Devid. Why is his nature suddenly strange, like he's not. The more confused why he asked her to move.

Devid blew his bibirmya away. Twisted his eyes. Trying to cradle what Devid said.

"All right! Now I'm getting everything ready. I wonder where he'll take me,"