The Cruel Mafia Love.

Chapter 7

"Oh yes, I was a child" said Dila.

Carl smiled again, his anxiety at Dila grew even greater, if Dila was not the woman he was looking for Dila he was definitely forced to marry her.

"Slow down, don't scare her. You can definitely make her unable to refuse marriage to you, "inner Carl.

After the stomach is full, the two of them continue their journey to the minimarket, Carl will accompany Dila shopping for her needs, he does not know what Dila will buy, Dila no one tells her.

"What do you want to buy" asked Carl.

"I want to buy a pad, I'm afraid the moon will come" replied Dila.

"Oh that pillow bun," said Carl.

"Oh yes, pillow bread, you know that pillow bread," said Dila.

"Hahaha, you know.. Because it's in the minimarket all of you," said Carl.

"All right?"

"Shop food, we still have a day at the hotel. You don't want to find food? I will take you to eat 2 times a day, so as not to be limited hungry, find a lot of food" said Carl.

"Ready for food I never back down" said Dila.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"I'm not dating, do you have a boyfriend?"

"I have to answer" asked Carl.

"It's up to you" replied Dila.

"There's no need for me to answer" said Carl.

"Cheat" said Dila.

Dila had finished securing her paraphernalia, now the two of them walked to the cradle. A pleasant and healthy food is fruits, both agree to buy a lot of fruit for one day stock.

"You like this" asked Carl.

"What's that?" Dila never saw the fruit Carl showed.

"It's called buan peace, you have to try it" Carl said.

"I love this fruit so much, it reminds me of something" Carl said.

"Ha?? What'sthat?"

"Hahaha you don't need to know, this is enough. Let's go back to the hotel, " Carl said.

"Yes.."

The two of them returned to the hotel room, both of them were like married couples, although not near the happy face they both could feel a lot of people. Dila is happy because she will meet her parents, while Carl is happy because he is close to her dream woman.

"Beautifully beautiful, ahhha I can't wait," said Carl.

"Carl open, why are you staring at me." Dila's words spread Carl's daydreams.

"I forgot, please come in." Carl opened the door to the hotel room.

Inside, the two of them sit side by side, Carl asks Dila to pick up a plate and a knife, lucky for the hotel to provide everything.

"For what," asked Dila.

"Open this fruit" replied Carl.

Carl starts cutting the peace fruit in his piece. It made Dila remember something, he embarrassed himself when remembering it.

"What's it like" asked Carl.

"You are perverted, he said you don't like women anymore, but why do you remember things like that" replied Dila.

"Hahaha I'll just remember it" said Carl.

"It turns out Carl masum hahaha." Dila started laughing.

"Hey, don't laugh" said Carl.

"Why? Is something wrong?"

"Suddenly I forgot how it was shaped, how you reminded me of its shape" Carl said.

"Ahhh pervert," cried Dila loudly.