Mr. ARROGANT(I FOUND LOVE IN MY BOW)

MARCO

Peanut skin, tissue and women's clothing*** are scattered everywhere. Zahra picked up a white man's shirt that was the same size as her husband's, lying on the floor, there were lipstick patches forming lips on his chest and neck. Zahra squinted her eyes at the misbehaved Dion, with an intimidating look.

"Ra, it's not mine." Dion waved both hands in front of his face to reassure his wife.

"Continue having who?" his chest was deflated, his mind was traveling everywhere. Just imagine Zahra's heart was crowded because of jealousy.

"No idea, I checked the CCTV first. Don't be angry." Dion pulls Zahra and takes her to the CCTV room.

"Who is she brother?" asked Zahra when she saw CCTV, a handsome young man with a stucco face carrying a beautiful woman dressed in sexy, walking while making out to the room.

"The man, he's my cousin, his name is Marco."

"Cousin?..."

"Yes, he is of German Indonesian descent. He went to college in Amrik. Usually he comes here every holiday, visiting grandma but more often here, so he knows the code of this apartment from Papa of course. Maybe now it's back here because of my marriage."

"He's married?..."

"Not yet."

"So who's the woman he brought here?..."

"Maybe his girlfriend!" answer's relaxed.

"So this place was made a place to worship." Zahra commented with a flash of dislike.

"No more, I'll change the door code so he can't come in here again. I'm hungry, like in the fridge there's still instant food." Dion stood up, went to the kitchen at Zahra's tail.

"Not far away." Dion embraces Zahra's shoulder. Fortunately, there is still plenty of food. At that time, Dion and his friends shopped a lot to get together and have fun before giving up their bachelorhood. Mumpung is still one campus they enjoy togetherness, if they have a family and work, they will certainly be difficult to divide the time.

Dion took out some instant food from inside the refrigerator, the two were so compact that they helped each other out. Zahra lit the stove, put a frying pan filled with cooking oil and a pot filled with water on the stove that had two furnaces. Dion opened the instant noodle parcel, then cut the sausage into small pieces.

"Wow..your wife, she is so beautiful." when hearing such a familiar voice in her ear, Dion stood up, covering Zahra's face hiding behind the back of her field.

"Crazy Lo yes, you can bring jal*ng here" said Dion in a sharp tone, he did not like his apartment made an indecent place, he did not want to talk to show his dislike.

"Come on, the cousin came even angry. Should be glad I'm here."

"Get out there, wait for me in the living room."

"Ok, okay." Dion stared at Marco's back until he was lost behind the door. He turned to look at Zahra whose lips had pursed and smiled. His hands gently caressed Zahra's head.

"It's okay, I'm here."

"Add the portion, we have guests. Oya, what does he drink, brother?"

"Cappuccino. Let me do it." Dion took the jar and poured it into the glass and put boiling water in.

"You wait here, I'll drop this off first." There was a flash of interest in Marco's eyes on his wife, and Dion didn't like that.

"There's my wife here. Elo don't do anything weird or I'll report to Oma if you bring the girl here."

"It's Ok." replied Marco, raising his hands like someone at the gunpoint.

Dion returned to the kitchen, helping Zahra prepare the food.

"You eat in the room, don't go out. And don't whip at him even if he's my brother."

"Yes, brother."

Dion carried a tray containing two portions of food and drink. When he got to the bedroom door, Dion opened the door, and Zahra came in.

"Don't look at my wife like that" Dion said as he placed the dish before Marco. He knew Marco had been watching Zahra.

"Your wife is beautiful, why is her face hidden?...."

"Because I don't want to share it with anyone?"

"Hey, don't look at me so suspiciously, I'm your brother."

"I trust my best friend more than you."

Marco squinted his eyes, then laughed.

"Still angry with me, different. She's your wife, who used to be Art." said Marco with a rigid Indonesian language.

Dion did not like his cousin, when they were in 3rd grade school they had been hostile, because he had caught Marco trying to harass a girl who mabok at the wedding of Omanya, Omanya, Marco runs away after a fight with Dion. Seeing that the clothes the girl was wearing were already disheveled, she circulated her eyes looking for something that could cover the girl's body, but she could not find it because of its position in the warehouse. Forced to open his shirt to cover the girl's body. But unfortunately, after he opened the shirt, his father caught him and thought Dion was trying to harass the girl. Dion in the all-out trial, and told to answer by marrying the art. Even Dion received a slap from the Papa for refusing to take responsibility for what Dion never did. Fortunately the girl who is Art at the Oma residence realized and told him everything, Marco forced him to drink alcohol. After a heavy hangover, Marco took him somewhere, he doesn't really remember.

At first Marco did not want to admit it, but after arriving in Amrik he only wanted to be honest because he did not want to account for his actions.

Since then Dion has hated Marko for having to bear the burden of his brother's actions.

But Mama and Papa persuaded Dion not to hate his brother especially Marco had apologized, finally they got along again even though Dion still had a dislike of his brother.