Passion 3 love

46. It's reality, not drama.

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Lying to one heart is not as easy as tying a knot on a rope.

Expanding the chest receives a storyline from the director who made the universe, Not as beautiful as the story that aired in a drama. Blue sky on the horizon, leading a pair of beautiful grateful eyes by the creator.

Ayana, the woman is now contemplating what she is going through. Saving between necessity and misaligned readiness in his soul. A burly hand coiled over his stomach, occasionally rubbing gently in hope.

Hope will soon be present the successor descendant.

THE CUP!

One kiss landed on Ayana's flat stomach, making her feel amused and rubbing the brownish mane that was still perched on her stomach.

"Grave!" He complained while laughing with his hands still rubbing the mane of the husband. Canda laughter, joking, jovial atmosphere felt while the two warm people in a relationship has improved.

"Why amused? Isn't all your skin familiar with my lips?" Without shame. The burly man then leaned against the headboard. But, his hand did not stop moving slowly rubbing gently gives comfort to the couple.

"Yes, everyone has smelled your jigong. Wh why? why do you like kissing me so much?" Ayana asked with her song. Both of his eyebrows rose and the hands that ruffled his waist seemed to be challenging.

"Ehem! simple, it's because you're my wife! Yes, I married and kissed the neighbor's wife. You want me to be like that? Being a man who lacks the affection of his wife?" Very good at tongue-licking. Jackie reflects back on the attack his wife threw.

Ayana who was lazy to argue chose to end her debate. No one benefits from this little debate. Overnight doing group work and doing the re-creation up to many times, making Ayana feel a little dizzy and limp. As he got up and stood up, his gaze felt swirling.

Low blood owners are used to this, right? Lack of sleep, too tired, lack of eating, lack of drinking, and overthinking make people with this disease often times rewarded with dizziness in his head.

"Why you?" Jackie swiftly caught Ayana's body and again took her sitting on the bed. He seemed so worried about his wife.

Ayana smiled faintly and rubbed Jackie's cheek. Their neutrals clashed at the same point. "It's okay baby, just maybe lack of sleep and my low blood returned to relapse," said Ayana dampened her husband's anxiety.

The man who used to hate her so much now loves her so much. This is how God turns the heart of man. Who knows if what you've ruined has become something you love so much? What you underestimate, in fact it is also what gives you help.

"Here, you sleep again. Let me make breakfast yes," he said softly, his tone dodging and friendly in the ear. One line of the curve is attracted, making a concave angle that is not so large. Ayana smiled faintly and nodded.

The rabbit-toothed man immediately went to make food for them. He needs a lot of intake now after a night of burning a lot of calories with his wife. After Jackie's departure, Ayana furiously looked at the wall clock.

He hurriedly took a small round pill. "Ah, fortunately not too late hours," muttered the monologue which then stored the pill back into his bag.

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"We go home, sir. I, I have a duty from the hospital." Diah reasoned. He's really not feeling good right now. Indeed he craves Alex, a nice and warm man. But to be a husband? Diah doubted himself. He felt Insecure about his physique and appearance. Especially about strata, obviously much different.

Family genealogy and also the dark story of his parents who died tragically made him afraid of relationships. Diah wanted a simple man as her husband. He used to crave a figure like Alex, but that leads to idolizing nothing more.

"Can't!" push Alex away immediately. Alex does not like rejection, he wants a woman who is obedient and submissive to him.

"Task, what task are you? I've contacted the hospital man. There's no job for you and I guarantee you'll be the best" said Alex, who was busy playing his flat.

Wanted, how could it?

How-to? He hasn't even shown the last report yet.

"The best? But sir, I haven't collected my last report yet..." Diah asked doubtfully.

Alex stopped his steps and turned his body and Diah automatically hit him because Alex stopped without warning while Diah tailed behind him. Just like Uncle lecturing his nephew these guys. Running in a row like a train with an unrelenting machinist.

"Easy, easy. Everything can be arranged. I know a lot at the hospital where you work."

"You know my hospital?" He was back in disbelief. His eyes were round and his mouth was open.

"Of course, never underestimate the power of money." Alex spoke arrogantly. Raise his rich status. Oh, my God, Alex, there's no need to do this either.

Diah grimaced wryly and stroked her hair. "Ah, yes I forgot money has power and man is its slave."

"You'll get smarter after hanging out with me" said Alex upholding his own dignity and his hand embracing Diah and patting the tops of his head as if he was babysitting Kindergarten.

Does he think I've been stupid all along?

Diah felt aching at her feet after nearly two hours Alex just kept taking her around the spacious park. Alex sneered and shook his sneaky grin.

We'll test endurance first. How strong your little legs are following my steps 😏.

"Sir, we'll stop for a second, okay?" Diah asked softly hoping Alex would give her a message.

You gave up, right?

As expected, your little legs are not able to match my steps. Inner Alex.

Ah, my leg pain.

Did he do this on purpose? did he intentionally prank me? I can't go home either, but here she's tormenting me subtly🥺. Inner Diah who then took off her high heels and walked barefoot.

Alex was still cool walking uphill with his show ignoring Diah who was behind him. Diah who was upset from just being invited around in circles finally chose to sit without saying goodbye while the man who was nominated as her husband had been far in front of her.

Diah doesn't care anymore. He's upset not playing. Reflecting regretfully ever idolize a figure that sucks. Apparently he idolized not being sweet like Jackie like Jackie's attitude to Ayana. Don't know how he used to torture Ayana.

Indeed, the name of the blood relation always has a little bit of attitude. As it stands today, if understood, Alex, Jackie and Gino they are about the same in treating women. Being indifferent and even rude at the beginning, but bucin is not playing after.

"Oh, my stomach sounds. I'm hungry, what do you want to eat?" alex asked without heeding Diah's whereabouts.

Silence without answer, not even a movement was heard. Alex looked around and found no one behind him. Alex panic. After all, she was covered in Diah by Mother and also her tant. Where did the little girl go?

It's almost evening, and Alex hasn't found Diah. He's getting bored now. The chest of fireworks pumps blood and oxygen supply throughout the body. Diah, he stopped to rest at a small stall selling meatballs. He was armed with money that was nothing like buying a bowl of meatballs and then eating them.

"His sister, so good to his wife. But her? look how he's doing to me!!" Diah mumbled and stabbed meatballs with a fork.

"Take me out, but don't eat. Even ignoring me and getting busy with her phone!!" he growled again and ate the meatball pentol with anger in his eyes. "Oh, I almost starved to death!!"her great-grandson was full of emotion again.

"And you!! I just borrowed it, but you made my leg blister! whatdoyouwant? Come make a storm with me!!" his challenge was to get high heels into a fight. The effects of hunger make his brain function disturbed inanimate objects get a tantrum.

The meatball seller and his service shook his head when he saw the strange behavior of his customers. Not finished watching the freak in his stall, there was another weirdo passing by like an advertisement. A man running around unclear purpose back and forth. Alex gasps and stops at the meatball stall where Diah eats.

"Mas, see no bullfuck girl? em.. I mean short women, long waist hair in pink, pink is a bit bulky. I don't know what it's called anyway pink like mixed with mud." Said Alex who visualized the figure of Diah in pink buluk.

What did he say?

A bantet? pink buggy? Gosh..this is my ears are wrong or how, mummy Diah thought before turning to the source of the sound.

The waiter did not answer but only pointed at Diah who was sitting sweetly at one of his tables. Alex rubbed his chest in relief. It could be destroyed all business if Diah came home first and complained about what happened to him all day to Mother Winda.

"You! I'm looking for, it's good to eat!" he yelled in and put his ass next to Diah. Diah is indifferent and continues to devour her food without caring for Alex's reprimand. An irritated Alex grabs Diah's meatball bowl and eats it without excuse.

"Gee!!" Diah hissed unwillingly. His eyes were so unkind. "Don't eat, it's commoners' food. Your stomach will hurt sir" said Diah.

"I'm hungry!" alex answered quickly and then ordered two more servings of meatballs.

Diah was silent and lethargic. Lazy if you have to argue in a public place. He chose silence and assented Alex's will even though he had to wipe his chest. They eat in silence, no conversation or questions. The point is Diah is tired, careless, and wants to go home soon.

"How many sir?" ask Alex who took out his wallet.

"Everything." said the waiter.

"Sir, mine I pay alone.count separately," pinta Diah.

Alex gaped in disbelief, if his jaw muscles had been in trouble, surely he needed the help of a hand to clench his mouth. "Sir, let me pay for everything!" Said Alex. Want to put where the self-esteem of men when asking for a date but food that does not have to pay for each?

"This sir, must be the rest, right? just take the change" said Diah, ignoring Alex's good intentions.

The waiter was also confused and finally the customer scrambled to pay each other. Finally, what he chose was money from Diah. Diah smiles dismissively at Alex and then walks barefoot.

Added made gawking again is the Alex. Recently, his whole life met a woman who was not spoiled. Not asking to be paid, even refusing and not jaim.

"Why don't you wear your heels?" He asked curiously without seeing her legs and pinky that had peeled off her skin and bled.

Diah smiled fake just to honor the super ignorant man. "My feet are tired," he answered briefly without further ado let alone artificial sweeteners.

"Hey wait!" Half-running Alex chases after him as the garden lights highlight a little help Alex in seeing Diah's legs.

"Your feet are scuffed, here I carry!" he said he offered help.

"No! thank you, we're in the real world not in drama. Stop acting as if the nyeker is a big deal." reject Diah who remains keukeh walk without obstacles or disgust.

You are unique and different from others. Alex muttered looking at Diah's tiny back which looked slightly unstable because she was a bit limp.

"Hey, I'll eat tomorrow. Count me back to the one who bought me," said Alex beside Diah and aligned his steps.

Diah stopped and looked at Alex for a moment. " No, I'm sincere. I guess after this we don't need to see each other again, do we? I am withdrawing from this match. Thanks for today." Diah half bent down and gave a smile and left Alex.

Alex was silent. This is a big history in his life. The first and only time he got rejected.

The first time in his life he met a woman who looked fragile, but on the contrary he was very strong.

The first time he also met a woman who did not expect his property or whine after him.

You think it's that easy to resist me?

Alex, never denied. Your attitude intrigues me.🤨

The passers-by were not a few of those who gossiped and talked to each other about Diah who walked barefoot.

"Let's take you home!" alex said then ambushed Diah's hand.

Diah pulled his hand. "No need, I can go home by myself. Hye!" he said then waved.

"Just try if you dare to go home without me!" the threat of gliding shook Diah's courage. Don't stop and keep going. Suddenly Alex carried Diah like a sack of rice.

"Take me off!" Diah rebelled and beat Alex on the back. Unfortunately, Alex's back felt nothing.

The security guard ran over to see the incident. "Hey! what's the matter?" the security guard half shouted. He must reprimand to carry out his duties and maintain security around the park.

"Sir, he's trying to be indecent with me!!" fight Diah with her breathless voice.

"Sir, don't believe it. He's my cousin's sister. He ran away from home and today I found him!" alex is lying.

The security guard then asked for Alex's identification. He suspects Alex as a criminal. But, after seeing Alex's business card, the security guard who had been speaking out changed instantly.

"He's lying sir" whined Diah.

"Shut up!" Alex snapped.

"Oh, then you bring your cousin home. It's a pity that his family is looking" he said politely and his tone changed kindly. Diah gawking in disbelief.

In the real world, money is everything. In the drama, we might be taken to the police station. But these? I was just handed over like a tumbar.😵😵😵.