My Beloved's Choice Woman

Dave's a Weird Man

Zello seemed so happy when he expressed his intentions. And lower Veron slowly.

Actually Zello wanted to give that surprise later. But seeing Veron's sadness made him reflectively say that. Hope it will also cheer Veron up.

"How's it?"

"See my face! I'm in shock." Veron stared at Zello for a moment and splashed across Zello's chest holding him. "Thank you" Veron said.

There was no choice but to pretend to accept Zello's intention. Maybe he should have told the truth.

"I'm glad to see that face of your shock." Zello chuckled happily.

Seeing Zello's happy hue in the midst of her indecisive heart, Veron could only faintly smile in response to her remark.

"Go there!"

"Yes." Yeah." A short Zello. Grabbing Veron's chin and silencing his thin lips.

"Bye." Zello ends and slides into the bathroom.

Veron was sitting in his bed. The heart convinces you to speak honestly. But the more self-assured Veron's fear grew. His past is not a trivial thing.

He quit his job when he got married. If Veron had said it was the past, maybe people wouldn't have justified it.

Veron's tears just shed. Dave was right, he didn't have that much courage.

With a lunglai Veron got out of bed, turned to the dresser. Removing tears and the rest. Tidying up her slightly messy appearance. Veron doesn't want Zello to be suspicious of his appearance.

Still with a worried heart Veron reflected. Looking at her face. But what is the meaning of a face compared to the sin that is in him.

A shadow of the past is seen in the mirror. When he was a child who became a street child, in the collection was raised to large by a foreign man, when the teenage man who he had called 'father' even desecrated him many times, he said, trying to escape but always caught, and the last of her can be protection from Dave. What can still be said to provide protection, because Veron himself must stay and become the lustful gratifier of striped men. But strangely Veron felt it was much better than being the victim of a man he already considered a father.

A man who teaches reading, writing, dropping off and picking up school, but in the end he becomes a predator.

Deafed by the man who was already considered a father, it was disgusting and too painful for him.

Although Dave put in that godforsaken place but Veron really felt safe. 'Her 'father' never found her again. When they accidentally meet outside the club. The man still wanted to do something heinous to himself. And lucky Dave came right away. Dave is ready to kill. But Veron couldn't bear to see the man killed. So that Dave could only put the man in jail. And Dave's convinced he'll be there for life. And from that incident Veron realized that Dave had power.

The trauma and also the return of gratitude towards Dave made him choose to stay in that place. Not denied, Dave always treats himself with special. Perhaps you could say in that place he is the most special. Not only did Veron assume, but some of his friends also said so. Every Dave out of the country not infrequently Veron joined in his bopong and pampered him. Relationships without ties, friends of Veron say.

The sound of a bathroom door knob opening resuscitates Veron from the shadow of his past.

A smile was plastered on Zello's lips with the appearance of a towel on his waist. Her flat chest was clearly visible in Veron's eyes.

"Intentionally teasing me?" ask Veron.

"Yes. But unfortunately my wife hasn't been tempted at all."

Zello stood beside Veron, looking at his own reflection in the mirror. Stand up straight and pat her right left cheek. "What am I lacking?"

Zello's hand turned to stroke his own chest. Not until there, Zello also showed his muscles like a bodybuilder.

Veron's laughter almost exploded seeing Zello's behavior. He hugged Zello because he was anxious.

Zello grabbed Veron's hand and placed it on his bare chest. Still in Zello's hand, Veron's hand groped there. Zello's eyes closed enjoying Veron's delicate hand movements.

An intoxicating sigh crept within them. Veron's bead eyes scanned Zello's severed handsome face. Veron's best lips, proud to have made Zello enjoy his simple touch. Although the touch was from Zello himself.

Veron wanted to go further, but he felt unprepared. How could he do with there being a lie in him. Veron's hands were stiff, holding back Zello's hand movements. Slowly Zello's eyes opened, and she saw Veron smiling sweetly at her.

"It will be something special for us" Zello said. He could have asked Veron for another way to satisfy him. But Zello is not a man who can feel pleasure alone.

"Because you're special." Say them simultaneously. They were stunned for a moment and then both laughed.

"I can't be the same." Veron smiled amusedly.

Still with the rest of the smile on his face, Zello played Veron's lips with his hands. "See, I don't want to think about that. I want this."

***

In the morning, Dahlia who was in the driver's seat said a prayer so as not to see the scene as before. Dahlia held onto her chest, recalling the incident a few days ago.

Different from Dahlia. Zello was sitting next to Veron. Her other hand flanked Veron's waist. Looks like he's been hooked on it.

The small chatter and laughter from the back bench made Dahlia much happy, a little envious. Dahlia had worked for a long time in the Hanif family. Dahlia knew with the character of her Young Master. Hardworking and loyal. Proven to be in a relationship with Rossa for years and always reject every woman who comes to him.

'Faithful? But now you can turn your back on Rossa. Or even not turn away, but even get both.'

'Is it true, Miss Lilie said, that men are not just one woman. So, Miss Lilie herself is already trapped. Ah, Miss. You owe me an explanation'

Although Dahlia is happy to have Lilie as the real Miss, she is certainly curious.

Even without the uwu-uwuan scene in the mobip, but make Dahlia like a statue. Not daring to comment, not daring to look back, let alone peek from the glass.

Dahlia sat in annoyance to the two people sitting in the back. Dahlia may not be given a chat even if just asked. Traveling for almost an hour, his lips made no sound at all, it was agonizing. And damn, no drinks.

After Veron's office, follow Zello to his room. Veron was deliberately joined because she wanted to see her husband's daily life at work.

"Here!" tell Zello who sees his wife will sit on the couch.

"Good, sir."

"Ck, call sir smoothly once, turn told to call mas do not want."

"Hehe, yes Mas. Why didn't you call him?" Veron sat in Zello's seat as he said.

"Papa calls nice, but doesn't sound romantic."

"Oh .. ok Mas Agra" Veron said with a seductive mimic.

Zello fell silent and stared meaningfully.

"Yes yes. I'll call blue red Zel ..lo."

"You ...." Zello grabbed Veron by the shoulder and turned his head to look at Veron.

"You know why I don't like being called Agra?"

"Why?"

"That's Rossa's calling to me when we were friends. After a new love affair, she called me Darl."

Veron gave a small nod and returned Zello's slightly complicated gaze.

"You must have been hurt. He was your best friend from childhood. Your first love" Veron said softly.

"It hurts when I still love him. But I actually love you now." Zello's soft kiss on Veron's cheek. "Scented."

Veron's reddened face received a sweet treatment from Zello. Although he often got it.

"But if you want to call me Agra it's fine from now on."

"Just boy. You'll want to mulu keinget with him." Veron's lips were piercingly.

"Why? Jealousy huh?"

"Yes. Satisfied."

A little laugh came out of Zello's lips. He switched to grabbing the laptop without changing his body position. It was as if Veron was caught in Zello's arms.

Zello's hands lead Veron's hands to open the laptop. He also led his wife's hand to a laptop keyboard.

"Read it through to completion! Don't let anything go wrong!"

"All? This much?"

"Yes. Don't let anything go wrong!"

"He em."

Veron looked at Zello's hand that was already coiled around his waist as well as his chin stuck to his shoulder.

"Mode."

"Do I have to mode it into people's wives?"

"Don't!" Veron tightened Zello's hand on his waist.

'Hehe he's already starting to be brave. Asyik' Inner Zello.

"Why are those smiles?" veron.

"Wear the question, I'm happy again." Zello kisses in Veron's cheek.

'Lord, my life has been bleak since childhood. Let me be selfish for the first time.'

On the other hand, Dahlia who was satisfied berleha in the cafe was about to go home. Because the lady will come home with the master. It's just that she has to go to the boutique first to pick up Veron's fancy dress.

Notif message stop step Dahlia who want to exit the cafe. A message from Veron.

[It's taken?]

[New way there Miss hehe. Don't be mad Miss, it's important I'm honest hehe] send.

[No problem. I just want you to ask for help. Finished, get the dress later in the split. Do not put it in the closet. Just hang outside]

[Outside the house?] send.

[Outside the almariiiii. NOT IN THE CLOSET]

[Loh, let What Non?] Send.

[Not knowing]

"Well, that's weird." Dahlia's Mumbles.

*

Arriving at the boutique, Dahlia did not immediately pick up her dress. She intends to find another dress to spare. Even though it already exists, but it must buy again.

"Ah, there are events often. That's fine," murmured Dahlia. Her hands were busy sifting through the dress intensely.

"Pink or yellow?!" Dahlia weighed the two dresses. "What I messed up yesterday."

"Why not just three. Take another two, without another cancel."

Dahlia turned towards the baritone voice that was sourced from in front of her. No response from Dahlia. Put on a flat face by taking a quick look. The direction of her eyes shifted again to the two dresses she was holding.

"Take them both! Let me pay."

Feeling ignored, the man who was none other than Dave waved his hand right in Dahlia's face.

"Hi...have you forgotten me?"

"Who is it?"

'Even if you don't remember, at least pretend to remember or know. Just this time I was ignored by a woman' (inner Dave)

"I'm a friend of Veron Lilie's. Who met a few days ago at the restaurant."

'Eh, jeez. Why did I become such a beggar Dave's inner self.

Dahlia looked up "Oh yes."

Dahlia pretended to remember. But he did not forget. But ilfiel with a man who likes to be sweet to all women. Aissh, not jealous. Nope. But kesel. Women are sensitive, easily carried away. Take this Dahlia for example. Already been lulled, eh man pretentious with other women, right keles.

"Then?" Dave was astonished by the indifference of the woman in front of him.

"Then what is it, sir?"

"Ah, it's nothing." Dave was upset. Dave realized that he really likes urgency. But usually, his appearance and appearance make women do not care about the attitude that is ingrained in him.

"But, seriously. Just take! I'll pay for it."

"Ah, no need."

"I said take it!" Dave never got a rejection. He had begun to be annoyed with Dahlia which he considered to be selling expensive.

Dahlia belatedly heard Dave's voice sounding nyolot. He threw away his face as Dave looked at him with a stern look.

Dahlia who was throwing away unintentionally saw the person she knew had just entered the boutique.

Instantly Dahlia smiled faintly and turned to look at Dave. "Master, there's no need. My beloved has come." Dahlia spoke proudly with a gaze directed at the man she knew, Zico.

Dahlia's gaze made Dave know the man Dahlia meant.

"Darling ..." Shouted Dahlia without shame. Zico who heard turned his head towards the source of the voice. Not because he knows what he means. But curious who the shameless woman shouted loudly inside the room.

Zico's eyebrows are linked, especially seeing Dahlia's gaze towards him. He turned to the left and right behind him. There was no one but him.

'Looks like he's crazy' Zico's inner self.

Regardless of Dahlia's gaze, she stepped intending to head straight to the boutique maid.

Dahlia who was initially smiling all the while faded to see Zico who was ignoring her.

"Dear Rico!" Shouted Dahlia.

Zico's steps came to a halt, turning to Dahlia sharply. He was silent for a moment with sharp eyes to Dahlia.

"Honey.... "

With both hands in his pocket, Zico stepped wide towards where Dahlia was standing. Not caring about Dahlia. But ashamed of Dahlia's screams that kept coming at her. It felt like slumping the mouth of Dahlia's catfish with the clothes that were in his hands.

Zico's wide steps are steadily coupled with a tuxedo bandage that fits the body makes Dahlia see full twinkle. It felt like running and hugging Zico. But impossible, Dahlia could only tightly hug the dress she was holding as an impingement.

Zico who was already ahead was not only focused on Dahlia, but also on the man next to him, Dave. One of the investors who planted shares in Zello company.

"Sir." Greet Zico without a handshake.

"Hi." Dave smiled wryly.

'Death me. They know each other' (inner Dahlia)

"You're here too?"

"Yes. Just a coincidence." Dave glanced at Dahlia. The reason he was lost in this boutique. Earlier, Dave accidentally saw Dahlia walk into the boutique, just as Dave was coming out of the restaurant not far from there.

"Oh."

"He's your lover?"

Zico stared dislikefully at Dahlia. Irritatingly. Inner Zico.

In contrast to Dahlia who stared full of pleading.

"Yes." Yeah." Long enough Zico blurted out the word. It also feels sorry. If only he could cancel. Especially seeing Dahlia's increasingly strange behavior.

Possessively Dahlia flanked Zico's arm for a moment and smiled affectionately.

"Dear, I want this. You don't mind, do you?" said spoiled Dahlia.

"Yes whatever."

With an expanding smile Dahlia turned to Dave. "Master. I'm done already. Excuse me."

Zico nodded and smiled faintly as a sign of his respect for Dave. Stepping after Dahlia.

Dahlia immediately headed to Anita's room. Take the dress that has been ordered. So did Zico, himself also in Anita's room.

"I was told to take Mr. Zello's order" Zico explained.

"Eh yes. I gave it to Dahlia." Anita stared in wonder at Dahlia who was indeed among them. I was amazed by Zico's words. Did they not come together.

"You took the boss' order?"

"Yes. Miss's order is also sir's. I'm asked to take it now. If not now when will."

"Then why did the boss tell me to take it when you got here."

Dahlia shrugged her shoulders. But his lips curved upwards. Unlike Zico who does not like.

"Leave it. It's already here. Oy. This - so yes. A friend's treat." Dahlia hung her choice of dress in front of Zico's face.

Although not willing but Zico nodded as well.

"Thank you." Dahlia's red face gets a shirt from Zico.

Dahlia turns to Anita for her one-gown payment process. While the rest of her dress is none of her business.

Dahlia's payment finishes go hand in hand with Zico. Especially when he saw that there was Dave. Possessively Dahlia flanked Zico's arm. And quickly got a rejection from Zico. He immediately released Dahlia's hand.

"Zico please! Dave is still there. He'll suspect." Hiba Dahlia's.

"No need to be too confident. Dave has never lacked women. Why is he approaching you."

"But he's still watching us."

"The number is so women do not like to spread the same charm of men. Sell as a woman."

"I never had a charm."

"Hm."

"Zico I'm in the same car as you. He's still watching me. I'm scared."

Zico turned to Dave who was still staring at them. And gave a polite smile to Dave.

Without Zico's consent, Dahlia enters Zico's car.

Brakkk's. Zico closed the car door.

"If you come along what about the car you brought?! "Zico said annoyed.

"No problem. I'll take it later. What matters is that I'm free from that weird guy."

"Basic teaser." muttered Zico who resembled a swearing.

"I'm not teasing him. Where have I ever teased a man."

Zico was still in the driver's seat. His eyes flayed on Dahlia.

Never flirted with a man? But from yesterday it always stuck to him.

As if knowing what Zico's gaze meant. Dahlia smiled stiffly and squeezed the edge of the cloth she was wearing. "I'm just teasing you."

Rough gasps came out of Zico's nose. And immediately drive the car.

Bruuum.

"God."

"Be careful!" Dahlia quickly put up her seal belt.

"After all, the lady said the man will be abroad soon. Why not go too. Shouldn't he be gone." Dahlia grumbled in annoyance.

"What?"

"Yes. Miss said Dave was going to be out of the country soon. But not gone yet. Ah, maybe he messed up. Why should I cancel?! It's even good that he's gone."

"Miss knows Dave."

"Yes. She's a friend of miss."

'Lilie has a mafia friend?'