Passion 3 love

89. Mas's Smell

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Gino chuckled, Dita's body weight is nothing to her stocky shoulders. " Haha! next time don't be careless! Look at your bra getting stuck in your knit sweater!"

"What?" Dita squealed and groped her back. His face became withered and reddened.

Apparently her husband did not lie. He'd be really embarrassed if Gino hadn't brought him home. Even she can go viral on social media with hastag, Bra is misplaced. How sad Dita is.

"Tomorrow more aesthetic huh? don't do this, just embarrass me. How about getting into the mass media? Gino Putra Armanto's wife with the latest fashion. And then he loaded your picture with this bra stuck in your ass." Said Gino with his ignorant hand that patted Dita's butt like a child who fought back when told to go home.

"Whatever the problem is, don't run away! It's a household, there's a problem, solve it at home. Do not take it anywhere because it will only add spice to the dispute. Hear that?" Gino lifted Dita's bowed chin.

Dita raised her face. " You left too, right?"

" Okay, I'll be honest, but you can't be mad." Gino walked away from Dita and threw his butt on the sofa and stomped his feet.

Dita followed him though with anger that had not subsided.

"I was going to calm down. You already know, me and Ayana are ex-husband and wife?" Gino asked Dita who got the nod.

"When I saw him so lost. My memories go back to the moment we lost our son. When he asked for a divorce. But, I want to keep your feelings as my wife." Gino looked at Dita, waiting for a reaction from his wife.

"I don't want you to be jealous." Gino said next.

"Jealous?" Dita's birthday belies the possibility that could have happened. The intention of the husband is to keep the feelings of the wife.

"Yes, I don't want you to suspect that I still have a taste for my own sister-in-law. I don't want that to happen, Ta. So I choose to hide my sadness."

"Hiding sadness? What does that mean..."

"That means I'm sad to think about our baby first. Not because I still love Ayana." Gino was honest. He raised both his fingers a promise.

"Oh," Sahut Dita who then turned her eyes lazy and passed towards the kitchen.

" Why just Oh? You are yes!"

Gino was furious that Dita underestimated him and did not even have the slightest jealousy towards him.

Dita opened the refrigerator and immediately she closed her nose and ran to the sink. Feched out a clear liquid, no food was spewed out, but he was really nauseous.

"Jeek! Sir! What are you keeping?" Dita gargled and washed her mouth.

"What's wrong with you?" Gino approached and gave him a tissue and Dita still stared at him sharply.

"What do you keep in the fridge?" Deuteronomy with anger.

"What's? ls what? yes, the usual, fruits, vegetables meat, and seasonings. Why the hell?" Gino checked the fridge. For him there was nothing strange, everything was still normal and the same as usual. There is no smell that stings or makes you sick.

" Come Ah!" Gino came closer to wash his hands. But Dita pushed him away.

" Don't come near, you stink!" Said Dita by covering her nose.

"You what the hell else? He said the fridge stinks, now me? you're the one whose nose expired!!" Gino sneered angrily and washed his hands.

"Ih.. ih... the smell of ih....!" Dita shot both of her shoulders and ran small towards her room.

" So weird!" Gino chose indifferently and went back to washing his hands.

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Her night.

"The...! Leone ...! Eat yuk!" Gino exclaimed in front of the room door. Dita locked the door and even forced Gino to take a shower and wear clothes that had just dried without ironing.

Confused out of the bathroom with a messy appearance and also his pale face as well as his steps that look shaky and limp.

Gino who saw him immediately approached and intended to help him. He's afraid that Dita's sick. " You sick?" Ask worried.

"Otherwise Dit? shower is obviously. Look at it yes, because you use all the door locks I so put on a cat's shirt like this."

"Partially, have hands why not use for ironing? I'm tired of knowing! my body ached and my stomach was cramping from earlier."

"Kram? from when?"

"From you who made me a sack of rice!" Chief Dita's upset.

Dita's eyes caught the food on the table. " Do you cook or buy sir?"

"Don't call me sir! Call what that is? This is the message."

Dita rolled her eyes lazily. She must turn her call to her husband. " My dear, Huek!" Suddenly Dita felt nauseous again. "Mas, this is the food you buy what's cooking?" Deuteronomy.

Gino smiled and approached. " It's buy." Answer with a smile.

" God!! Mas, you're taking a clean bath, aren't you? it smells so good!" I went and sat on the sofa.

Feeling offended by his wife's words, Gino groaned in annoyance and went to his room. A few minutes passed, He came out of the room with half wet hair and still smelled the scent of body wash. Make Dita get up and follow her from behind.

" Hmm....!" Dita inhales the scent of Gino's body deeply. "This is how I like it." He said he sounded spoiled like a child talking.

Gino laughed and rubbed Dita's head. " Let's eat." He pulled out a bench to sit on.

"I want your cooking My husband!" Spoiled talk.

PLOTS UP!!

Gino flicked Dita's forehead.

"Sok-okan spoiled. Usually nothing comes in!" Gino shook his head.

" Don't want to masakin. I'm not so hungry either. Eat it yourself." Dita sulks and sits back on the couch and turns on the TV.

Gino finally relented and asked his wife what she wanted. "What do you want to eat?" The cry that was already holding the pan and spatula.

Dita smiled wide and bright as the sun. The black cloud on his face was already lost in joy.

" Want a half-cooked cow's eye egg 3!" He said with a happy tone.

Gino gawking in disbelief, usually Dita most anti-same half-cooked eggs her favorite. Dita will always say. Not amis?

But now? he asked for 3?

" Okay, okay. 3 The important thing is you want to accompany me to eat." Murmured Gino who then made the eggs of his wife's eyes.

The eggs are ripe and they are preoccupied with eating. We ate so voraciously even with only cow's eye eggs and soy sauce.

"Thank you!" He said to Gino as they cleared the dining table together.

" For?" Gino astonishment. He doesn't understand the reason all day they're so Moody's. A moment of fighting, then getting along, then fighting again and now getting along again.

" Eggs of the cow's eyes." Answer Dita cheerfully.

Gino just rubbed Dita's head and then gave her smile.

At night and they are ready to go to bed. The debate happened again.

" She, you slept somewhere else ah! I swear I'm just as smelly as your body. Yuck!" Dita covered her nose.

" God! It's up!! You, dare to drive the husband? The smell...! the smell...! smell what? Should I take another shower at night?" Gino got stuck and also he sniffed the odor of his body that does not smell, he actually fragrant.

" Dita, I smell yes. Kiss me if you don't believe." Gino approached about to stick Dita's nose on his armpit but failed because Dita ran away.

" Yuck! the vows. Mom, you stink!" Cried Dita who then opened the room door and came out.

" What smell?" Gino's upset not playing. He ignored Dita who was sitting on the sofa and had a mask in her mouth.