Past For Future's

Ridden

"Hey. I can still afford to buy it myself." Oliv was getting annoyed with the man beside him.

"Well you can replace it, miss" said the man as he received a paper bag from the cashier's guard.

"Give me that." Oliv said

The masked man took one of the clothes from the paper bag and gave it to Oliv. Behind the mask he grinned.

"Hey.why are you.." Oliv's speech was cut off.

"Heiiii crazy man give me back that shirt!!!" oliv shouted as the man left.

Oliv grew even more irritated at last chasing after the man. He ran with rhythm like an infidelity man. As he almost grabbed the man's shoulder suddenly...

"Aaaaaaaa.." cried Oliv as his foot tripped with his own shoelace. Oliv closed his eyes and prepared to fall. I don't know why his body didn't touch the floor. Slowly he opened his eyes with a frown. The tall, stocky man with eyes that tended to be squinty as well as a face that was deliberately covered by a mask was stared at deeply by Oliv. The two of them stared at each other regardless of the view of the people around.

One sec...

Two seconds...

Three seconds...

Four seconds...

Oliv immediately gathered his consciousness and released his body from the man.

"Ehem." Oliv cleared his throat slowly to normalize the look on his nervous face

"Never wear shoes like that if you can't pull a punch on her" said the man flat and crouched down at Oliv's feet.

"Ehhh. What are you doing sir?" The surprised Oliv immediately retreated his steps.

"I'll just pull your shoes."

Oliv was frowning looking at the people around him as the man held his legs back from moving. Occasionally Oliv looked down and looked in disbelief at the man who was digging his shoes.

"Master, stand up please." persuaded Oliv

"It's over." the masked man stood up after finishing his task.

Oliv just kept quiet and didn't respond. He nibbled his lips while glancing here and there. He was already embarrassed by the gazes of those who passed by and whispered about him. What he was even more nervous about was the look from the man's eyes and his treatment which was fairly sweet for young couples.

"Excuse me." The man stepped up leaving Oliv still riveted.

"Wait sir!!" prevent Oliv

"Te. emm thank you." said Oliv with stammering.

The masked man just stepped up not responding to Oliv's thanks. Oliv stared at the man's back and moved away from his sight.

"Lohs. But Marcel's shirt?" Oliv again remembered the Marcel shirt that was pulled by the man

"Eh my goodness. Oliv's a moron." Oliv patted his forehead repeatedly to regret his actions.

"But I am rich in knowing those eyes. But where are ya?" murmured Oliv asked himself.

"Liv.." Someone patted him on the shoulder.

"Eh," Oliv turned his head back to "Sister Marcel why is this here?" ask Oliv plain

Marcel frowned "I should have asked. Why did you leave me in that store?" annoyed Marcel

"Em it..." Oliv confused himself "It was there was a copet" said Oliv origin

"Oh... Copetnya better the same pickpocket huh?" ask Marcel cynically

"Eh, ma... meaning?" asked Oliv nervously

Marcel brought his face closer to Oliv's ear "Where does it feel like a copet hmm hug?" said Marcel who made Oliv shiver in horror.

"Therefore your shoelaces are restored." added Marcel in front of Oliv's ears

"Mom.no, that's not sister." Oliv immediately avoided Marcel's words

"Why don't you kiss in public hmm?" Marcel flicked Oliv's hair behind his ears

Oliv was silent. Actually even though the bars, but Oliv was very afraid if Marcel was angry. He does not want any misunderstanding that will sacrifice his heart later. But he can't talk anymore either. His tongue seemed unable to cooperate to give an explanation.

"You take a taxi" said Marcel flat and then set foot to leave

"Kaaak.."call Oliv but Marcel ignored him.

While Marcel smiled cunningly in his heart. Although he did not like the agreement in disavow, but he was quite relieved by today's events.

"I can finally be free from Oliv. At least for a while. Actually I'm not jealous, but I'm really dizzy to obey all his childish desires." Marcel muttered inwardly as he left Oliv.

Back to today

Genius leaves the hospital. He gripped his sunglasses and then confirmed the position of his hat and mask. He immediately headed to the parking lot to get a car.

"Huuuf..." 'Mrs. G' sat his ass in the car jog while sighing. Mr. G reached into his pocket and opened his cell phone gallery.

"After a long time, I finally got to meet you in person. I'm sorry I can only take care of you from far away. I always love you my little girl." she said in an old photo showing a picture of herself and her as a child.

"One day, I want to always be by your side and have you all. I love you baby girl" Mr. G gently rubbed the photo.

"Udah? you're not papa, baby?" dirga asked as his wife walked out of the Star Room

"Hmmm.."

"We're back in your nursery." Dirga approached to push the Moon's wheelchair

hoeeek

Suddenly Dirga's stomach churned when he was about to approach the Moon.

"Dear you haven't had a shower?" asked Dirga who was only answered by the head of the Moon without looking at him

"These old men are like that. Obviously not shower. The road is hard. All because anakonda greedy has you it." irritated Moon in the heart

"Darling you walk in your own wheelchair. Mas was very nauseous. *h*oek" Dirga spoke without being filtered and increasingly distanced himself which made the Moon more upset.

Without the ba-bi-bu Moon directly ran her own wheelchair without intending to respond to her husband's remarks. Dirga tailed the Moon from a distance of approximately 4 meters from the Moon to avoid the scent of the Moon's body that has not been bathed.

The moon continued to grumble in his heart. Sometimes she complained of being upset with her husband without caring about being pregnant. She was very upset with her crazy husband.

cklekk

The door was opened by Dirga while closing her nose tightly. He pushed the Moon wheelchair with one hand and one hand still faithfully flanked his nose. Dirga runs a Moon-occupied wheelchair towards the bathroom.

"I don't want to pee." Ketus Bulan

"But you have to take a bath dear." said Dirga with her shady voice.

"Don't you see I'm sick again?" ask the Moon flatly

"Your father was dem. Take a shower, yes. Rather than smell like that." said Dirga again that makes the Moon increasingly want to clothe her husband's mouth with sandals that he wears.

"No. I'm gonna take a break." The moon was about to turn its wheelchair but was prevented by Dirga. Dirga immediately brought the Moon into the bathroom.

"I don't want to shower. Dingii!" shouted the Moon with a restrained tone

"Pake water angel. You were there first." Dirga prepares warm water in the bathtub.*note: Yes, obviously there is a bathtub. The hospital guy's got him hihihi

The moon just looked at her husband with carelessness. The Moon was still angry, but her husband acted as if nothing had happened.

"Eh, what are you doing?" The moon frowned as one hand of Dirga held the button of her shirt and one hand still faithfully flanked her nose.

"Make you."

"No need to be alone." after the moon

"How can you do it yourself? yours is still swollen. Can we walk?" dirga was upset

The moon just breathed. She no longer wanted to argue with her husband. She let her husband strip her of her clothes and then carried her into the bathtub.

"What do you want?" shock the Moon as Dirga takes off her clothes and enters the bathtub

"Make you sweetie. Here I use soap." said Dirga casually

The face of the moon is getting red. Shame and annoyance are increasingly so when Dirga deliberately play in the sensitive part.

He bit his lower lip to hold his voice. The moon closed her eyes as something hard touched her back.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa...."

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Omegat python starving don't act anymore huh. Moon is angry noh hihihi

See you next episode guys

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