Revenge, Unreply
Ep. 37 > Next
Arriving at Deon's house. The lady went straight into the room without speaking another word. Slammed the door for the first time. Until Deon was shocked. "What's wrong with that kid? Is he possessed?"
Deon sighed harshly. While stroking his chest, then again took his steps that had stopped. Come into her room which is right next to Miss's room. Take off her clothes and get ready to take a shower.
Dubrakk ..
The door opened without a knock.
"Ma..Sorry Sir!" The lady immediately turned around, when again and again. Seeing things he shouldn't have seen.
"Why don't you knock on the door!" Deon's squeals were made in shock for the second time. He quickly wrapped a towel around his waist that was without pants.
"I'm in a hurry." Imbuh Miss terbat.
"What makes you so rushed?" Deon asked, sitting on the sofa in his room.
"Have you used anything to cover your body?" Ask the lady carefully.
"Eum.."
The lady turned around slowly. Facing towards Deon. After that he breathed a sigh of relief. Then take a step and sit right in front of Deon.
"There's something we need to talk about." Continue Miss.
"Can't it be tomorrow?"
"No! Or I won't be able to sleep." Sarkas Miss then.
"It's none of my business." In a low voice, barely audible. While glancing to the side.
"What do you say?" Ask Miss who didn't really hear what Deon just said. He thinks it's an important word.
"Nothing, please continue." With a hand gesture, hinting Miss to continue the discussion that will be discussed. Which he said would disturb his sleep if he did not say.
"Until when will you keep your ex-wife's affair a secret?" Miss started the discussion.
"Forever." The answer was too fast, just coming out of Deon's mouth without having to think about it first.
"And you'll bear his guilt?" Miss ensure.
"Sure!"
"Well, if so. That means I got hit too. Because people will think, I am the mastermind of your divorce!"
"You're right." The answer seemed to be uttered without a hint of sin.
Makes Miss frown. A little understood, Deon deliberately married her for it. Just to be a scapegoat.
"I understand now!" Say Miss just like that.
"What do you understand?" Ask Deon, just in case. It may be that what Miss understands is not in accordance with what is actually implied.
"Forget over! Shouldn't I get the rewards of what I sacrificed!" That way of talking is not Miss at all. Where does that courage come from?
Deon smiled grinning. "Finally you came out of your nest. All this time, I thought you were just a plain girl." Said Deon while upholding his seat.
"You've chosen the wrong target sir!" Reply Miss is no less cynical.
As if someone possessed him, maybe because tired always played. Makes him have that courage. Especially after returning to meet with a family that he really wants to repay his actions. Makes him recklessly negotiate with Deon at this time. Or he'll miss his chance at revenge.
"What do you want?" Ask Deon in a serious tone.
"Make me your assistant! For the projects you'll be working on here?" Miss Sarkas with so much confidence.
Deon laughed out loud at that sentence. "You! So my assistant?" With a mocking tone, while holding back his chuckle.
"Do not value people from outside, sir. See the results later!" Oh My God, what are you doing Miss?
Deon was silent, paying close attention to the look on Miss's serious face.
Miss was not even daunted by the sharp stare by Netra Deon.
"Okay, I'll give you one chance. If you failed the first day, sorry! You must bury deep in your dreams!"
"Agreed!"
Both are silent. A few moments quiet. The look in Miss's eyes came down to Deon's chest. His muscles are challenging.
"Hey your gaze!" Flicking her finger, resuscitated Miss with her eyes constantly declining.
"Earbj ..." Miss cleared her throat while swallowing her saliva. "Sorry!" Further. "Then what's your plan with your Papa's request?" Sarkas Miss then.
"You mean?" While frowning his forehead.
"Good-boy! Didn't your Papa ask you to give him a grandson!" Say Miss quickly.
"Yes give!"
"What!" With wide eyes.
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