The Cruel Mafia Love.

Chapter 15

They both eat very greedily, Carl put his cellphone and focus on the food, it turns out that eating at a beachside restaurant is not inferior to five-star restaurants.

"Enak mas" asked Dila.

"It's so good" Carl replied.

"Mas I want another message" said Dila.

"Hmmm just order, eat while you can eat" Carl said.

"My husband is so nice."

Without a doubt Dila ordered food again, it was rare that he could eat freely like this.

"You ordered a lot" Carl said.

"You said I ordered a lot of food but you also ate a lot" Dila said.

Carl looked at Dila with a smile. "Enak," he said.

Dila's heart immediately beat so fast, Carl's sweet smile made Dila wrong his own behavior. He turned his face away while rubbing it with a tissue.

"His smile is so sweet, there is a man with a smile as sweet as this," said Dila.

"I'm handsome, I'm very handsome." Carl smiled back.

"Stop smiling."

"Why?"

"I've never seen the face of a man as handsome as you, let alone when you smile" Dila said.

"Hahaha you're honest, too, but you're a lot, but you've never been anywhere, so how could you possibly meet another handsome guy" Carl said.

"Hehehe. And you said, you like men, I'm married to a man who likes men."

"Don't slander, I don't like men. I like women, if we don't believe we can prove it tonight" Carl said.

"I can't believe you said yourself that you don't like women" Dila said.

"Last night you're crazy."

Dila swallowed her saliva violently, she felt that what Carl said would really happen.

"Mas I want to ride it," said Dila.

"Jet skiing?"

"Yes you can't" asked Dila.

"Come on," said Carl, he could very well be.

Carl hires one jet ski for the two of them, before riding it on both of them using the existing safety. When they are finished, they both start to go up.

"Hug me" said Carl.

"okay." Dila hugged her husband tightly.

"Gas.." Carl takes Dila around the beach, he will not take this jet ski too far from the beach, he has not climbed like this for a long time, he said, fear of something unwanted happening.

"Mas.. Slowly." Dila screamed with great speed, he was scared himself because Carl was too fast.

"Hahaha calm down, hug me tightly," said Carl.

"Slow down" said Dila.

"You try," asked Carl.

"Can" said Dila.

Carl stops, he helps Dila move to the front position. Then Carl slowly leads Dila to bring a jet ski.

"Ahh I can," cried Dila.

"My wife's smart." Carl hugged Dila tightly from behind.

"Your hands are gold" said Dila.

"You're big, too" said Carl.

"Don't be naughty."

"Hahaha not naughty, with his own wife not naughty." Carl's hand continued to look for something he had wanted since his marriage to Dila.

"Don't go in" said Dila.