
"Forced basis!" he cursed Marisa with her mouth, but her heart said the opposite.
"Don't try to sell expensive, your bidat has already said everything" Kenzo pointed at Marisa's forehead with his index finger.
"Why do you always throw body shaming at me?" his grunts with a manyun's lips, "Do you know, I want to reply. Really want! But unfortunately, none of your physiques I can blame! Basic cheater!" continued.
"That's why you should be grateful to have a husband like me. And it must have taken you 10 years of luck," joked Kenzo as he pinched Marisa's cheeks in dismay.
"Can you be more narcissistic?" marisa asked in a sneering tone.
"Of course I can, I'm handsome, rich, smart and also kind!" the whisper is right next to Marisa's ear.
"God...! It's time for my nickname Muktar to replace Rasis, aka the narcissistic king!"
Geck...
Geck...
Geck...
Cclack!
"Your order, sir!" said Arka with great emphasis.
"Don't show me that face, I'll give you a 3x bonus."
"Ready 86! Hope your business is good!" arka cried happily.
"Here you go, otherwise you'll be late for a meeting!" banish him.
"Sugar! Sweet to throw away!" arka murmured after Kenzo's room door closed again.
"Wear this."
Marisa also took the red paper bag without saying anything else, she went into the bathroom to change clothes.
Five minutes later, the bathroom door opened again and Marisa came out of there in a dress that made her look graceful.
Kenzo just gawked at Marisa's current appearance. He was so stunned that he forgot how to blink.
"Am I that pretty until you see me without blinking?" marisa asked proudly.
Kenzo awakens from his lack of power, "Who just said I was a narcissistic king? But now he's even more narcissistic than me? Basic Racist 2 Queen Narcissist!" back teasing Kenzo.
They finally went to their destination.
"Where are we actually going? Why wasn't that up?" grouse Marisa.
"In a moment," replied Kenzo who was still busy with his phone.
Marisa snorted in annoyance, being bored with a long trip.
On the other side...
Maria read the message that went into her phone with her eyebrows linked. Johan, who saw the look on Maria's face, could not help but ask.
"From who? Why is your face so weird?" ask Johan.
"No idea."
"Who? No stranger?"
"Ehm," answered Maria with a deheman and a small nod, "But what makes me feel strange, is the content of the message," he continued.
"Fill messages? What's the message?"
"See and read for yourself."
Marisa thrust her phone at Johan, and without ba bi bu just directly grabbed by him.
Johan's eyebrows also intertwined when reading the contents of the message, "Why can there be a strange person who sends a message like this?" johan muttered with a face that was difficult to understand.
"Come on, but I seem to suspect someone."
"Who?"
"Maybe it is..." Maria was silent for a moment, "Forget it, maybe it was just an exaggerated guess I doang. Could it be, this guy just misdelivered."
"Maybe, but what if it's true?"
"Depends on the situation."
Without feeling, they also arrived at the shooting location. Because today is Maria's schedule to do a photo shoot for the cover photo of King Jewelry magazine.
"Thank you for letting me know, you can go back to work quietly. I'll definitely be all right. He is a CEO, there is no way he will come to the location right? After all, even if she actually came, she would not dare to recklessly act in public," Maria tried to persuade Johan not to worry too much about her, but how could Johan not worry.
"Yes, it's up to you" said Johan relented, but of course only limited to words.
After Maria got out of her car and walked to the shooting location, Johan also put on his hat and caught up with Maria. However, Johan kept his distance from Maria, and only kept her from afar.
"Gye sure, she'll definitely come here. So I'm not going to leave you alone, Maria," the inner Johan who was very sure that the person would come.
Who else if not the CEO doll of King Jewelry, Dimas. A playboy cap lizard, whose name is already very poor across and known in the world of crocodiles.
Johan faithfully watched Mary from a distance, until almost an hour had passed and Dimas did not come.
"Had he really not come? Maybe I am too worried? Yes, I'm back" he thought. But just as Johan wanted to turn around and return to his car, he saw the person he had been waiting for since.
Back to Marisa...
The two of them finally reached their destination, and how surprised Marisa was when they saw the place they were headed.
"Civil registration!?"