Romisa Life

40

Misa and Arga seemed to be enjoying lunch in the room. They sat on the couch eating their food without any conversation.

Misa scoops her food with a slow motion and a dumb-minded look. The red patches on my skin are pretty bad, how do I teach tomorrow?

Arga who saw Misa daydreaming while feeding her food. His eyebrows raised next to.

"Don't think." Celtukk Arga put the plate to the tray, then his hand raised rubbed gently the hair of Misa.

"Eh," Misa was aghast as she felt that touch. Then he turned his head towards the side where the handsome man was.

"What...can I teach you back tomorrow?" ask her with a cautious voice.

Instantly Arga's warm gaze turned into an unreadable gaze, he shook his head slightly in response to no.

"Why?" ask Misa who already knows the answer.

Yes definitely because Misa is recovering from the impact of allergies that take at least 3-4 days or even a week if you want to recover from red patches on her skin.

"You are still asking," Arga still stared unreadably, slowly bringing her face closer to the face of Misa who instantly reflexively lowered her head.

All right, well, lion, but don't be like this, you tell him.

Arga's outstretched hand held up Mass's chin with her fingers so that the beautiful face looked up close to her face.

"Rest" said Arga, then removed his finger grip from the chin of the Mass.

The handsome man turned his gaze in another direction. "3 days, and his permission has been set," continued Arga implying an unflinching edict.

"Ti-ti-three days." Misa stares in rejection at the man beside her.

Arga moved her head, looking at Misa with a cold gaze so Misa chose to quietly lower her head.

"Recycle your food." Raise the chin towards the tray.

"Ah, i-yes." Misa went on eating her food.

A few seconds later.

Brakk. tok.

The door of the room was roughly blown open with a hasty knock. "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, why is this door used in the lock of everything," grumbled Syila.

'Silver." Misa immediately got up from her seat about to open the door, but suddenly...

Grep.

His hand was held by Arga, making the movement of the Mass stop. Then he looked towards the man who was holding his hand.

"W-What's my husband?"

Arga took the veil draped in the arm of the sofa, then got up and put the veil on the head of the Mass.

"Wait." Declared.

Arga walked towards the door, and opened the door lock.

Chequek.

The door was wide open, as soon as Shila who continued to break through the door immediately rushed into the room looking for Mass.

"Sister-in-law... Sister-in-law."

While Arga was still standing in the doorway staring intently at Egi who was in the doorway, while Egi who was in the face was indifferent and stepped his feet into the direction of the sofa where Misa and Asyila were.

"Sister-in-law.. said Sister Egi brother-in-law is sick, what pain is Brother-in-law? Why is this brother-in-law's hand red-red like this? Whose brother-in-law is poached? Why is it this red?" A series of questions from Syila while examining the circling body of the Mass.

Misa chuckles softly hearing the word boiled from her. "Syila Brother was allergic, not boiled," Misa replied, stroking Syila's long hair.

"Allergies! What allergy sister-in-law? Why would his brother-in-law's allergy recur?" ask Syila again holding Misa's hand.

Misa sat Shila's body on a long sofa and followed her by sitting next to her.

"Food allergy.2 days also healed Syila," Misa said in a soft tone.

"Hmm.. thank God, Syila is relieved to hear it." As the little beards of Asyila chimed in. "What foods make my sister-in-law allergic?" ask again.

"Syila shrimp only," Misa replied slowly.

"When the shrimp is delicious sister-in-law, but unfortunately why can be allergic anyway?"

Misa just smiled in response.

Syila turned to look at the two handsome men who were standing not far from them. Arga and Egi each clasped their hands in front with their glaring gazes towards the Mass.

"Sister-in-law look at them, like twins." Syila whisper at the end of an amused laugh.

Misa looked at Syila's gaze, she smiled a small nod.

Syila twins are both weird and scary.

"Sister-in-law doesn't really feel, brother Arga sama sak Egi is similar?" syila asked in a half-whispered voice.

Misa nodded her head, assenting. Very-very similar.

"According to Brother-in-law what is similar?"

Misa thinks, then looks at the two in turn.

"Together the men of Shila."

The amused laughter from Asyila. "Sister-in-law makes syila gemess dech.." while cupping into the cheeks of Misa and in the uyel-uyel to the left to the right.

Misa held back the added heat of pain on her cheek, smiling forcefully. Not both men, but equally scary one lion the other tiger.

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