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I'm the Big Dick

"Kalista, aren't you pa-pa?"

Calista shrugged his shoulders relaxed. "Udah is ordinary," he said unconcernedly, wiping water droplets from his face. "Sir Julio see what Medusa is? No wonder Sergio wants to kill him."

Julio's mouth opened and clenched repeatedly. That's not what he asked. He asked about Kalista's feelings.

But Kalista's reaction left Julio unable to ask.

"Sorry." Julio hurriedly removed his tuxedo, pairing it onto Kalista's body. "I didn't think you were with Astrid by her side."

Although Sergio said it, Julio thought they were just taunting each other. After all, the Astrid Julio knew shouldn't be the woman who doused someone with juice, on her cousin's own birthday.

"Follow me." Julio felt so guilty not being more protective. He slightly relaxes the supervision because Kalista looks like the kind that if disturbed will bite.

But it doesn't matter now. Julio takes Kalista upstairs, asking permission to take her to the restaurant toilet. Her hair looks limp and annoying so Julio feels she must be uncomfortable.

"Bersihin used to be sticky. Your clothes too."

"Sir Julio overreacting, deh." Kalista laughed while cleaning her face and hair. "Okay, seriously. Still more mending than he yells saying I called Sergio so it's still a profit."

Julio's dumbfounded. "Kalista, why are you?"

"What?"

"Why do you want to be watered?"

"So I have to do something? Nyirem back?"

Julio was getting more and more confused. "I mean, once that you can't remember but swearing in your head in front of you—kamu why did you just?"

Seriously why is he waiting for her to be watered? The glass was not as heavy as concrete which if he patted then his hand could break. But Julio's question, why is he silent? Not about flushing back but why isn't he tepis?

Wh why?

"I don't know what do you mean, Brother." Kalista was confused.

"I should have said, Kalista. What do you mean you don't know?"

Kalista was silent. Long the girl was silent while continuing to wash her face and hair slowly, then suddenly Kalista turned her head.

"You—"

"I'm a concubine's son, brother."

Julio was made silent for a moment.

"Mama died of an illness, emang. Because he was constantly yelling at each other. And in fact," Kalista gulped, "i call her fiancee so ... What must I bales?"

Julio's mouth opened faintly so astonished. "So you think .. you think you desire this? You pantes were braked in public, said son of a mistress and blablabla that she was talking about?"

"I also call her a girl who makes a guy make a marriage break even, right?"

Julio shakes. "The son of a mistress with an obsessive girl is heavy her nickname is different."

Kalista suddenly backtracked. For Kalista, the name of the concubine's child is ordinary. In his ears it was like the nickname 'basic long-haired child' and the like. Something that is factual and mediocre.

But when Julio reacted like this, Kalista suddenly remembered that there were indeed quite a number of people who were anti against it. And Kalista had been away from those who were uncomfortable with the nickname of the concubine's son.

Calistas understand their feelings. You don't want to get close to the children of the women who are cheating on many husbands, right?

"Sori, Brother." Kalista really feels guilty if she feels weird and disgusting. "Sori, I don't mean—"

When Kalista retreated as if she was frightened, Julio realized that this child felt threatened.

Julio recalled Sergio's words about 'Calistas are victims of bullying that look like perpetrators'.

Before Kalista retreated even further in fear, Julio pulled the girl into his arms, clutching her tightly.

"I'm angry" Julio whispered to him. "I'm angry to squirm you just not disturbed by the same talk like that. I'm not mad at you, let alone at you."

He shouldn't be quiet. It wasn't Julio hoping he'd yell back and grab Astrid's hair like a wild monkey, but he shouldn't have received the call 'gundy' all the time.

He shouldn't feel worthy.

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