
I'm jealous, because there's a feeling in this heart for you. I am childish, for fear of loss.
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After the lesson and the sound of a loud bell ringing made the classroom atmosphere quiet. A lonely situation that I used with my two best friends. After buying a few snacks and stacking the boxes, we sat facing each other.
Last night's story flowed from my lips. They look anxious and show an overreaction. Even Sakina bit her bread strongly. The topic of Hot Daddy sure makes them a lot of whims.
“It turns out she's wild behind her flat face.” Sakina still could not believe the story she had just heard.
“Stupid! Why are you scared and hiding. You need to watch the video to get experienced. Don't let your actions make her glance at another woman.” His words made me start to worry.
“Don't make me watch that video. You want me to be nauseous?” Afiah.
I sipped my milk box. Think of ways to do without fear. The shadow of his face made me hard to breathe. Mr. Mario I must conquer. Before he fell into the hands of another woman. Especially, in the hands of Miss Eva.
***
Mario POV
Salsabilla was my student and wife. Mom's choice. We're 10 years adrift. Salsa was 18 and I was 28. Match with a teenager who feels himself experienced for the affair. Niente. Only with a kiss did he get flabbergasted hiding behind a thick blanket.
His words are always challenging. Makes my passion appear. However, he is not a balanced opponent for me. There is no experience. Just a big mouth. However, his mouth is very dangerous, he can make me turn non.
In class, he could not be categorized as an intelligent student. His individual duty is only to get an average score. When it comes to group tasks, the value is high. Of course he just watched without helping his friend.
I like smart women, mature in terms of thinking and for personal matters in the room and Salsa is far from the woman of my dreams. He is only mature in speech, but not in action.
“Pak Mario,” saya Bu Eva. He's my partner here. Women who are widows. His personality is humbel, intelligent and loving. Enter the woman of my dreams.
“Ya,” sahutku short.
“Pak Mario no time later in the afternoon. I want to invite Mr. Jalan,” he said.
“Iya. My schedule is empty.” I accepted his offer.
He brings a smile. Then, go back to the room.
***
I waited for Salsa in the usual place. He came and opened the car door. Kiss my hand politely. The routine he did when he got back and went to school.
Changing clothes is more casual. “Sa, I'm home tonight.” He nodded.
“Pak.” I held back my steps.
“Ya?”
“I permission to exit as well. Want to walk with Sakina and Afiah.”
***
Salsa POV's
Quick lightning I take a shower. Change clothes and get out of Mr. Mario's apartment. Seeing Ms. Eva come out of her room this afternoon made me smell the stink of the actors reacting.
Miss Eva is beautiful and Mr. Mario is wild. They could be playing with fire behind me. Especially the rise of pelakor. I will not make my household destroyed by actors. Still respecting Ms. Eva, but if her status changes to second, I won't be disinclined by her.
Pippee!
I approached Sakina's pink sedan. Skipping following Mr. Mario's car. It turns out he ended up in a big mall. What's he here for?
My eyes almost jumped when I saw Miss Eva approaching Mr. Mario. From her clothes alone exposed to adults, not like me wearing jeans and crop clothes, as well as sneaker shoes. Two empty for me and him.
“Are the rumors of Mr Mario and Bu Eva dating true?” ask Sakina.
“Do not know,” lirihku. There was a feeling of tightness perched on my chest.
“Better we follow him,” Afiah said.
It turns out that Mr. Mario and Ms. Eva went into the cinema. Looking at each other with Sakina and Afiah. These cinema tickets are for adults. All the way we did until we were allowed in. Fortunately there was a picture of my wedding, so Masnya let me in with my best friend.
“They sit in a corner,” Sakina said.
“We sit on it.” I pulled my hand there. Wish you were worried that Mr. Mario doesn't know where I am.
The film is not interesting at all, because watching Bu Eva and Mr. Mario is more interesting. Seeing Ms. Eva laugh out loud, my heart heated up.
“Adult woman and wild man,” shrewd Sakina shakes her head.
I ate my pop cron in annoyance. My eyes are still staring at them annoyed. Seeing that Bu Eva's head was approaching, my neck grew longer. What's he doing with my Hot Daddy?
Brak!
I threw my pop cron. About the faces of Mr. Mario and Ms. Eva. Then, hide downstairs. Sakina and Afiah followed me. The pitch-black atmosphere of the cinema saved me.
“You,” Sakina said restrained.
I gritted my jaw. Alisku. My eyelids are squinting. Emotions see them at such a close distance. Feeling safe, I sat back down with Sakina and Afiah.
“Awas you Hot Daddy. Arriving at my Apartment I will make you know how wild this snot boy is compared to him, my inner”.
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