
"No. When did I teach you?' ask Asmoro. "Maybe you often get together with them. He taught me nothing."
"Truly too? I feel that way. But it's fine. The more I understand about men, the longer I understand requests" explains Stella, who doesn't admit it.
"You're so weird, anyway. It's okay to learn about a lot of things. So that you become clever and can make and understand people's feelings," said Asmoro.
Stella's eyes unintentionally saw clearly what was below. He immediately released Asmoro and ran away to the toilet. But Asmoro is increasingly confused what is done by Stella. In his heart why his wife just left him.
Asmoro was surprised by what was below. He was silent and looked at her with a smile. The wife was afraid of her favorite thing.
The more ridiculous Asmoro is. For a long time he became a shameless man in front of Stella. Even the pride of a mafia disappeared already. He was already indifferent to the underground world that was crowded or finished. That's not his business anymore. The ones now inside her brain are Stella, Stella and just Stella.
Stella who felt her heart pounding violently exhaled. Honestly almost every night he felt it and also held it. Stella was so embarrassed.
"What Asmoro did was very strange. Honestly, but I really like it" explains Stella.
Suddenly Stella hit him on the head. Since marriage Stella became a bit m*sum. It is because almost every night he always did it with Asmoro.
"Why is my brain getting mes*m like this? Wow. lest I have been contaminated with Asmoro. I have to hold him accountable" Stella said.
Stella went back to the toilet. He saw Asmoro cleaning his body.
"Sister," cried Stella.
"What's wrong?" asked Asmoro who was rinsing her body under the shower.
"You have to take responsibility for this brain of mine," Stella replied who was a little upset towards Asmoro.
"What responsibility? Are you pregnant?" asked Asmoro who was still rinsing his body.
"Can't you get pregnant?" ask Stella. "Now you have to take responsibility for me. After marriage my brain is not okay. My brain is getting mes*m. It's because of Asmoro."
Asmoro did not care about Stella's words. He approached Stella while hugging her. He invited Stella to take a bath together.
"Sister," exclaimed Stella who was hit by a warm splash of water.
"What's up?' ask Asmoro.
"You have to take responsibility" Stella replied.
"If it were I wouldn't be responsible once. I can only help to clean your tiny body," said Asmoro who deliberately undressed Stella slowly.
How else is he doing now? Wanting to hold him accountable was even hit by a trap from Asmoro. He will now obey Asmoro's wishes.
While at the shooting range, Ian was checking several weapons for women's training. Ian deliberately wanted to teach the four women to hold a gun.
"It looks like I should teach them shooting practice" Ian chirped as he held the softgun water.
"We should do it. I also want to teach Dilla more, ", said Imron, who saw several weapons lying on the table.
"Having been transferred to look after Papa James and Mama Linda. Dilla hasn't used a firearm in a long time. He did hand over his firearm to brother Gio for a while," Imron said.
"When the place used by Mama and papa is far from urban," said Ian.
"Although far from urban, the place is very safe. Even mom and dad often go in and out of the mansion. They are very friendly to the people there. Even mama often really helps them if there is trouble," said Imron.
"From the first mama has a sense of social that can not be eliminated. The more days the longer the mother becomes a very wise woman," explained Ian. "Suddenly I want to go home to Jogjakarta."
"Oh yes, you haven't been there in a long time. Go to his grave often" said Imron.
"certainly. I'll be there after that. I also want to look at the house that has not been occupied for a long time," said Ian who put the gun.
"When you get married, where will you live?" asked Imron who started taking the Glock-type weapon.
"You don't know where to live yet? I must have gone with Adelia. If it's his destiny to part with Lampard. I'm going to split up. Sooner or later we have a different life. I won't take care of him either. And vice versa" replied Ian.
"Yes.you are right. I feel that way too. Even though I'm with jacob. Asmoro's sister is everything" Imron explained.
"When are you going to marry Dilla?" ask Ian.
"I have to go to his village. I have to ask his parents for their blessing" Imron replied.
"I'm the same, too" said Ian.
"You're very lucky to have such a special woman" Imron said.
"All women are very special and special. Never equate one woman to another. The man would have no end if he talked about many women. They often compare their wives with others. His wife became a great woman. He has given her many children. But the men never appreciated it at all. That's why I don't want to talk about or compare women to women. Enjoy your life with your loved ones. Later you will get a really great happiness," explained Ian.
Imron was wrong all along. He often compared Dila to other women. He shouldn't have done it. But he already did. So Imron just got a jolt from Ian.
"I was wrong all along. I shouldn't have done that. But why I did it. That's what got Dila away from me" Imron said.
"When that's actually a very nice girl. Rarely do you find a girl like her. He never sued you for anything" Ian said.
"Then what should I do?" ask Imron.
"Don't do it again. From now on you should love Dila. Don't be a fool for the sake of holding back his desires. Everyone has mistakes. Mistakes can make people more mature. If only we had no faults. We will never learn to admit our mistakes. I'm sure you can do it" said Ian, who spoke wisely as he patted Imron on the back.
"Where's Stella?" ask Imron.
"As usual, Asmoro's sister always kept Stella in the room" Ian replied.
"Eatya if every morning Asmoro is always happy," said Imron with a sweet smile.
"That's the effect people are getting married. I'm sure Asmoro will open her heart to a girl. And now it's come true" Ian said.
"What are you going to do now?" ask Imron.