My Mr's. Virgin

Chapter XCVIII

Andreas repeatedly tried to avoid coming into contact with some of the women who ran into him in the Alok Traditional Market. Seeing that, Mariana growled herself. He pulled Andreas' hand up to him, then hugged the man's arm.

"Don't walk away from me!" Andreas did not answer. He just complies. It was more comfortable to be next to Kribo.

If any woman approached, Mariana would act as a shield for her. Undeniably, he was embarrassed when that happened. However, that sense was pushed aside all the way because only Mariana could she rely on.

Mariana took her to a fresh fish stand. There are many types of fish there. There are cob fish, tuna, fish, anchovies, anchovies, snapper, mackerel, baronang fish, and many other types of fish.

Mariana chose snapper, fish

tuna, and puffer fish. He said he wanted to make meatballs. I don't know. Just trust. Andreas only noticed Mariana's occasional laughter between him and the seller.

'Cie, how friendly he is with the seller. It is rare to see him so intimate with others, Andreas' inner being.

"Beautiful, today you come with a man. Who's she?" ask Markus, the fishmonger. Whispered.

Mariana whispered back. "Secret."

"Cie, don't you want to introduce me?" Still whispering. Markus pinched Mariana's arm. The girl chuckled little.

"Ehem!" The sound of a small deheman disturbed their affection. Rika's face, the sour chicken meat seller.

"Look at the little handsome guy already starting to show flirtatious," she sneered.

Mariana smiled wryly. Andreas pretended not to listen. Markus was wrong.

"Swipe a little" he said rudely.

Mariana shifted, standing docked at Andreas.

"Ha, Markus. Take this fish cob there, I'll pay." Markus did not answer. He immediately stuffed Rika's chosen cob into a plastic bag.

"You're flirtatious to look around first. Don't all be men you're embat." As Rika spoke, she left Mark's place. He glanced at the glance of Mariana who was flickering with the tail of her eyes.

"Oh, the glances of her eyes pierced my heart," Mariana said interspersed with laughter.

"Mark, watch out for a little you! We need to keep our distance, here. Ha-ha-ha. Your baby won't stand a chance for the actor."

"You know what?" ask Markus seriously.

"certain. One look at the fish at times, already know the male female."

Mark's turn is flabbergasted. Her romance with Rika no one knows yet, but Mariana is the first to find out.

"Markus, introduce …." Mariana pulled Andreas to her side. His voice was intentionally hardened. "Andreas, sugar daddy doubles my husband."

Mariana turned to look at Andreas. "Honey, this is Markus, my fishmonger."

Mark was about to shake hands with Andrew, but he was ashamed because his hands smelled fishy. Seeing that, Andreas who first extended his hand shook hands with Mark. They shake warmly and warmly.

"I don't think you're married, you're beautiful."

Mariana laughed in response to Mark. After paying the price of the fish, the girl invites Andreas to leave the place.

They went to the place where they sold chicken. Mariana deliberately chose the outlet owned by Rika. He tightly hugged Andreas' arm, deliberately showing their affection to the girl. The man was ashamed of his wife's behavior, but he ignored it.

"Sister, I'm going to buy one. How much?" The girl did not answer. He's dawning Mariana sharp.

"I sell the price. Which one would you choose? The chest, head, legs, intestines or thighs are all present. Each is its own price," explained Rika at length although still not friendly tone of speech.

"I'll buy one, I'll cut it myself."

"It's over. Just stay this."

"Who do you want, honey?" mariana asked Andreas.

Hearing the call 'honey', Rika throbbed in the heart. Jealous of him. Ha-ha-ha.

'Not for this woman, fun for me to be jealous.'

"Pick anywhere. Thighs are good too," replied Andreas softly.

Mariana put on a smile, very friendly very—feeling Andreas siding with him. Finally Mariana chose chicken thighs. He only bought half a kilogram. After paying, they left Kak Rika's place.

Rica choked on her own saliva. Wanted to reply to Mariana's words, but her voice got stuck in her throat.

...***...

Andreas flinched as Mariana withdrew her hand, making him almost topple over backwards. He staggered following the girl's increasingly rapid footsteps.

"What's up, Kribo?" He rubbed his hand violently. The girl was running around like she was looking for someone.

Mariana did not answer. He pulled back Andreas' hand, breaking through the crowd of market visitors. The man was agitated when several times he bumped into the women he was passing by.

"Kribo, release!" However, his request was not humbled.

"Kribo!" shouted Andreas.

Mariana finally stopped her steps right at the intersection.

"Why are you?" asked Andreas rudely.

Mariana was grim like a rotten clam. "I'd like to introduce you to my sifu. But he is no longer visible" he replied, looking for Tanta Mei's torso. However, the shadow of Tanta Mei was immediately invisible.

"Tu, right? Because you're slow on the road."

Andreas is not to blame. They argued for a while at the intersection of the highway. The final path, Andreas relented. He took Mariana on a city transport that was about to pass in front of them.

From afar, a pair of engrossed eyes mused over the two torso missing in the stomach of the transport. He was still standing there until the freight was lost behind the bend of the road.

...***...

"What are you doing?" Mariana, who was hunkering, immediately sat on the floor in shock and was suddenly ambushed.

"Master, can't you say hello first? You made me hang, you know?"

"Oh, you've always made me hang! He-he-he."

Andreas passed by, then sat on the bed while drying his wet hair. The man just took a shower.

"What did you do?" ask again.

"Look at your photo album" Mariana replied as she anchored her body to Andreas' right.

The photo album was placed on the ribu, then his hands deserved to open sheet by sheet the photo album. Sometimes he asks or comments about Andreas' friends who take pictures with the man.

"You're all in this white robe, "praise Mariana sincerely.

Andreas smelled a smile. Her nose is kempis. However, when Mariana turned her head towards him, she quickly looked away.

"Ai, Mr. Virgin. If you want to smile, just smile. No need to hold. Your face is like fried shrimp."

Mariana was so open that her eyes watered that the husband pouted, then slapped him firmly on the shoulder.

"Basic of the Kribo!" Mariana just laughed. He returned to photograph Andreas' album. The man also watched the album. The girl found a picture of a woman tucked under the picture of her husband. He took the photo out of the album, looking at the woman's face in the photo inch by inch.

"Who is this woman?" tanyakanya.

"Mother" answered Andreas

Mariana turned to face Andreas. Eyes with eyes. Andreas relaxes his body when he sees the wife's perverted gaze. Mariana placed the photo album of the man on his right, the left arm placed over the shoulder of the husband. Mariana leaned her head slightly, then placed her chin over Andreas' shoulder against her own arm. The smell of soap swept his sense of smell. I don't know what the soap brand is, he doesn't know, forget the truth.

"If looked at again, the face of the mother is like someone I know," said Mariana slowly—whispering right at the edge of the ear of the menjaka.

"W-what?" andreas asked in curiosity. He became nervous when he saw Mariana's face so close to him.

The Kribo's hot gasp of breath hitting his ears and surroundings made Andreas's rome burrow stand. Mariana's right index finger began to trace the surface of the skin of the husband's face. Andreas' heart stopped beating. He forgot to breathe and was nervous.

"You are," answered Mariana casually, but still whispered.

He closed his eyes, while turning his lips expecting something from Andreas. However, the girl fell down to worship the mattress when the man stood up suddenly.

Andreas coughing. He choked on his own spit. Holding back his laughter he said, "Content! Me, it's his son."

Mariana did not dare to raise her face. Shame slaps his ego.