My Ex-President My Husband 3

Season 1: Must Accept What It Is, Right?

What are you, Al? I have not eaten yet

Good night, Al. A beautiful dream.

Good morning, Alika, are you awake?

What are you eating for lunch, Al?

Bilmar squealed, as he read all the incoming messages from Indra.

"Njirr, I swear I read it!" sighs slowly.

"Yes, it's better Indra dong, she's considerate."

"So he doesn't, how many times a day do you pop?" decak Bilmar lazy. "They're wearing tissue, what's ground water?" keep Bilmar.

"What the hell are you sloven!" sulk Alika. "Here you go in, let's watch it again!" Alika metitah Bilmar to stare at the movie screen in front of them back. As promised Bilmar brought Alika to the cinema after school.

Alika managed to work on Indonesian assignments, making a speech script for Bilmar. Actually Bilmar can do it, he is also a proven smart man so far often entered the top three in the class, but after dating Alika. The man was lazy, he knew Alika would not mind helping him.

"I still want to read!" Bilmar looked back at the phone screen and re-opened every incoming message, on the sidelines reading the message he always cursed and cursed Indra.

"Because the letoy, there is no fear of the same me, even five minutes ago still sms, nanyain Alika again what, basic dedemit lahnat, do not know the taste of the fart Dion! You can die just as you smell!"

Then

"Please dong, Mas. The light hape is very disturbing!" chirps fellow spectators who were sitting next to Bilmar. The bright screen of the phone made the man, who was both wearing a high school uniform, a little distracted.

"Bil, you've already killed the hape!" Alika tugging at Bilmar's sleeves.

Bilmar did not care about Alika's words, he was upset because he had been ruled by an unknown person.

"Ribet deh lo, why is it light? Can't you kiss lo?" billmar replied fiercely to the man. Bilmar does not want to budge, even so jotos.

"Now, lo!" the young man also replied. His body was bigger than Bilmar.

"Keep if I insist, you want what gondrong?"

"Bil, he's bald, there's no hair" whispered Alika.

"It's slippery, ck!" Bilmar laughs.

"Why did you two have my boyfriend?" exclaim the woman who claimed to be the boyfriend of this bald young man.

The young man looked annoyed and furious, he got up and tried to grab a layer of Bilmar's clothes to pull.

"What the fuck you're playing pull!"

Bugs.

Unmercifully Bilmar directly floated a raw bogeman into the young man's face.

"Gee!" yelled Alika and the woman.

They broke each other, but did not ignite the flames of anger in Bilmar's heart. He pulled the man's shirt back to stand up, and hit him again. The young man was seen slumped behind the audience seats, the chair master turned his head and looked at those who were making a fuss.

"Woy, don't fight here!" yells. All the spectators looked towards them.

"Good ah let's get out of here!" Alika pleaded with pity, she pulled Bilmar's arm forcefully.

"I'm not full yet bald fist, at the lowest, enter IGD lah--" said Bilmar relaxed while moving his neck and head, to let out a sound of bone beats. Makes the bald guy and his girlfriend grimace.

"Humme deh Mas, sorry ya." with a sense of urgency, the bald boyfriend finally relented, he also apologized to Bilmar.

"Sorry what is this fuss?" ask the theater keeper whose face is pretty with a long hemisphere in her skirt. Bilmar stared long, praising her beauty, though the dark but tinge of beauty was seen when the film was giving a bright effect.

"Billmard!" Alika jerks at the lover's shoulder.

"Oh yes, dear." she replied embarrassedly.

"What's this?" ask the officer again.

"Well, he's his business, Mba." Bilmar pointed towards the bald youth.

"I'm the same as my boyfriend who wants to go home, because the movie is not good. There's no kissing part!" Bilmar pointed towards the film being played with an amused hiss. Alika glared sharply at Bilmar. The man passed by while holding Alika's hand to leave the cinema.

"Why did you come home!" Alika stomped her feet on the basement asphalt, when Bilmar was already hanging on his sport bike red was parked.

"The film is not good!" replied Bilmar firmly.

"But my favorite artist!" answer Alika.

"Who was Hans?"

"No, Hans is Reno's father, what the hell!" Alika is getting grumpy. He was sulking, very upset.

"You can't do it, don't be a thug? Any origin of mukul, origin of tonjok, why people! I think I'm wrong to like you!" Alika turned her body to turn her back to Bilmar. He was annoyed by Bilmar's arrogant attitude that was difficult to change.

"It's not that, baby, you have to accept what it is?" Bilmar.

Alika rolled her eyeballs, rubbing the tears that had wanted to go down to wet the surface of her smooth cheeks.

"Well, what's the story?" Bilmar who was already sitting on the bike looked at Alika's back. His forehead is slightly puckered. He got off the bike, then took off his navy jacket to get dressed in Alika's body from the top of his head. The dumbstruck Alika could only be silent and slightly wriggling.

"You can wear a bra don't be red, see through the rope, Al." whispered Bilmar. Of course the speech made Alika tickle in shame. His face no longer knew where to put it.

"Keep you're not wearing a jacket, Bil? It will be cold on the road!"

"I'm easy, there's you."

"Huh? Meanin?" Alika made clear her boyfriend's words.

"Well, there's you who can hug me from behind, so I won't get cold, Al!" billmar's laughter was heard afterwards.

Alika only advanced her lower lip like a duck.

"Let's go home, I want magrib!" said Bilmar then ride his bike back. Alika also complied and climbed on the motorbike to sit behind Bilmar. "Oh yes hape you, letoy's number I've deleted! Look out if tomorrow there's still a message coming in from him again!" Bilmar handed the phone back to Alika.

"Yes" he answered briefly, then put the phone in his bag. After it was finished, Alika was back to silence, he waited for Bilmar to turn on the roar of his motorbike.

"Handle! Stayin' it!"

"L-yes, yes!" answer Alika lazily. He was still upset with the man but a little happy, because Bilmar wore his favorite jacket in Alika's body. The woman felt very guarded and cared for.

They passed from the basement of the Mall, Bilmar brought Alika home.

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