My husband Pinky Boy

SPC. Chapter 48

Rosita looks confused when she sees Walter putting on a sour face. Before they left, Walter looked very cheerful. The man often asked her to talk in the car. After reading a message the expression on the man's face changed. Rosita wanted to know, before who had sent the message and roughly what the contents of the message to succeed made Walter turn into this.

"Sister, I want to go dress shopping" Rosita said as Walter continued to walk non-stop. To the extent that the man missed some of the dress shops that were there.

Walter held back his footsteps. The man looked at the dress shop he had passed before smiling. "I'm sorry. Let's go shopping there. I'll keep you company."

"Geez, is this really Walter? Notoriously cold guy like the North Pole? Why would he turn out to be this friendly? What made it turn out like this?" Rosita could only murmur in the heart. The woman didn't think Walter could turn this sweet. "If it's like this, he doesn't look like a killer."

"Auntie, what are you thinking?"

"I was remembering, what dress is suitable for use at the party later," he replied as long as possible. Walter nodded before stepping towards the dress shop that was there.

"Miss, do you want to capture a beautiful moment with your lover?"

Suddenly a teenager appeared while carrying a camera in his hand. The teenager was about 17 years old. He smiled at Rosita when he offered her a photo service. "It's just cheap, Miss. I give you a special price. Five-time photos only pay three times. How's it?" the teenager enthusiastically.

Rosita scratched her head that was not itchy. "But I don't have a boyfriend" he replied slowly.

"You're just down, miss. Isn't this Master who is standing next to you now your girlfriend? Come on, Miss dong. You want to?" The teenager did not give up. He continues to try to seduce Rosita until Rosita wants to use her photo service.

Rosita looked at Walter. "Sister Walter, do you want a photo with me? Poor this kid. He definitely needs money for school fees and living expenses" Rosita said, hoping Walter would not turn down his invitation for a photo of the two.

"Just a photo? It doesn't seem like a problem" replied Walter before a slow thump. The man looked at the teenager standing in front of him before taking out the money from inside the wallet. He gave some sheets to the teenager to make the teenager excited.

"Thank you, sir." The teenager took a few steps back to adjust Rosita and Walter's position.

"Miss, can you shift a bit? It's too far away" the teenager shouted.

Rosita looked at Walter before stepping a little closer to Walter. The woman smiled as she was near Walter and ready to be photographed.

"Sir, please hold the shoulder of your lover. The position will be snug and look harmonious. If you're far apart like this, think your people are hostile."

Walter scrunched his forehead. But strangely he was not angry what else protested. Walter followed the words of the teenager. He raised his hand and placed it on Rosita's shoulder. They stood so close before they carved a smile together.

"Okay, one two three!"

The teenager smiled when he saw that the picture was very good. Just one shot. "Well, this doesn't need to be reworked." He held his camera and looked for a suitable position again.

"Master, Miss. Look at each other. The picture to look romantic" cried the teenager again.

"Sister, seems to be enough huh?" said Rosita who was afraid that Walter would get angry.

Unexpectedly, Walter approaches Rosita and pulls the woman by the waist. He looked into Rosita's eyes with such a deep look. Rosita is hypnotized by Walter. The woman was speechless again as the teenager beside her took their photos up to several.

"Why am I suddenly deg an gini? What is it that I'm sick? Why would Brother Walter want to be ruled by the teenage photographer?" rosette murmured in the heart.

For a long time they looked at each other. To the point that they do not realize that the teenage photographer has finished taking their picture. The teenager ran to where he and his colleagues had gathered to print photos of Rosita and Walter.

"What'sthis? Why do I feel comfortable looking at her face?" walter muttered in his heart. The man looked at Rosita's red lips and became tempted. I really want him to kiss those red lips. However, Walter wasn't that sassy. They have no relationship. Walter shouldn't have done anything that far.

"Miss, here's the picture."

Walter and Rosita both let go of their embrace. Their faces look embarrassed. They looked in the opposite direction before looking at the teenager.

"Is it done? That fast?" ask Rosita. The woman received a blue paper bag that the teenager gave her before checking the photos placed inside.

"Thank you, Miss. May you mate until death do you part," said the teenager before he left to search for other photo targets. Rosita is stunned to hear the boy's prayer actually looking towards Walter. He submits the printed photos to Walter.

"He's talented, huh? Though my appearance is ordinary but in this photo looks very classy," said Rosita. He was happy to see the teenager's photo. The results were so good that Rosita was amazed by her own face. He and Walter look like a pair of brand advertising models.

"You are beautiful" Walter said unconsciously. The man stepped forward with a careless facial expression.

"Sister, what did you say? Try repeat!" scream Rosita. He stuffs the photo into a paper bag before chasing after Walter.

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On the other hand, Doctor Alfred could not stop holding back his laughter. He could imagine how Walter would look after reading the short message he sent to the man's cell phone.

"Surely he will meet me soon and scold me. But, great. In this way he was indirectly caught if he was jealous. Lara and I would not be able to unite them if one of them did not confess his feelings" Doctor Alfred murmured in his heart. He fiddled with his phone again. The man accidentally played a video of his marriage with his wife. The expression on the man's face turned sad. He stared at the screen of his phone with teary eyes. There was a small smile on the corner of his lips.

"Darling, I've struggled not to cry. But, these tears come out on their own?" Doctor Alfred wiped his tears with a tissue. The man set his breath so he could calm down. He was already okay. When the wife's face again filled her mind, the man turned out to be careless. His breathing became congested and his head felt dizzy.

"I'd better take a break. I need time to forget all our memories, dear."

Doctor Alfred took a sleeping pill and gulped it down. The man put his cell phone on the table before lying down on the bed.