Romisa Life

63

"Tell me." Arga asked for more explanation.

Misa sighed softly, she ventured to raise her face to stare at Arga's face.

"I-I went to the party with Cesa and Rina. But at the party I met Mr. Dani also Egi. So the five of us sat at the same table and played a game called truth or dare, after which I went straight home." Obviously the Mass is long.

I feel like I'm being an eyewitness who tells of a victim incident for investigation. Why is the lion so happy to make me like this?

Arga smiled with a grin, he gently rubbed Misa's hair.

"Move, you're heavy." Tell Arga to the girl who is still sitting on her lap.

Who sits on the lap of a lion?

Misa got up and moved to sit next to the man.

Arga again grabbed the chin of Misa with his fingers.

"What's my husband?" The nervous Mass mixed with fear.

The handsome man rubbed the corners of Misa's lips with his thumb. "Have you seen?" The question is full of puzzles.

Misa's eyebrows slightly wrinkled confusedly staring at that handsome face.

"Li-look what's my husband?" Finally the question came out of the lips of Mass.

"Red dress." Arga said then grinned happily.

Glad you brought your mistress stuff into my closet. To the point that you smile like that. You want to mock me if I'm your fake wife.

The girl nodded. "W-yes I.. I saw him, who's my husband?" ask the curious Misa.

Arga took off his handrails on the chin of Mass, then stood up.

"Prepare warm water." He said as he headed to the dressing room leaving Misa who was lying still filled with question marks.

Can't he answer my question so my heart doesn't get stuck not this sorry. Huh. The lion dragon. The grouse of Mass in the heart then went to the bathroom to prepare warm water.

*****

In The Bathroom.

Arga had been standing behind Misa watching the woman from behind while being noticed instead engrossed in playing soap foam on the bathtub.

"It's over." Arga Voice.

"Well!" Surprised in shock, Misa blinked quickly several times. His breath was still hunting in shock, he rubbed his chest.

Why he's so happy to surprise people.

Seeing Misa still behind him, Arga spoke again. "It's over."

"Already my husband" said Misa as she rose from her squatting, with a quick movement she cleaned her foamy hands and turned to face the man.

The towel-robed Arga stepped forward towards the bathub, until reflex made Misa step forward in the opposite direction, she was about to head to the dressing room.

"Wear the red dress in your closet, and after I take a shower make sure you're wearing it. If no. You'll know the consequences." Arga's decree immediately stopped Mass and stood beside the door of the dressing room.

Whatdoes thatmean? So whose dress is that?

"Why are you still here. Take a shower with me." Goda Arga's.

Both eyes of the Mass widened from the daydream. "Ah, ti-ti-no my husband. I-I've had a shower. I'll get your clothes ready first." Stuttering Misa nervously.

Chequek.

He immediately turned the door handle and rushed into it.

Leaving the chuckling Arga amusedly looking.

The girl's back was clinging to the door leaf, still pecking at Arga's intent.

"What did he say? I have to wear that red dress? So the dress was ready for me. How'this? If I don't wear it I don't know what threat he'll pose to me." Oceh Misa's.

The girl stepped towards the closet where her clothes were. "If I wear it, it's a shame and a disgrace to me. Oh no, but if I don't wear it, I have to be ready for her threat, which could be her divorcing me right now. And if I get divorced now, what will my fate be like? I don't think I'm ready yet, my marriage to her hasn't been in a year. What would Uncle, Father Son and Aunt say if I got divorced right now."

Misa looks paced uneasily deciding what to take against Arga's edict because the man's word is very he does not like.

And after some time the Mass paced in contemplation. Finally he prepared a nightgown for Arga. Then she exited the dressing room with a red dress in her hand.

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