THE FUTURE HUSBAND

THE FUTURE HUSBAND
Interrogating



"How long have you been in love with Mila?" ask a woman who just sat next to Mil.


And Mil, who turned to the woman, immediately knew who the woman was talking to Milano when she was about to enter the banquet.


"I'm Bery, what's your name?" ask Bery again introduce himself while thrusting a glass of drink towards Mil.


And Mil immediately took the glass, carving a smile.


"Thank you, I'm Mil. And I've been in love with Mr. Mila for a long time,"


Hearing what Mil had just said, Bery immediately linked to his two eyebrows, feeling awkward with Mil's words.


"Sir?" bery asked curiously. "You're lovers, right? Why call sir?"


"That's my favorite call to Mila," Mil lied while turning her face away from Bery's interrogating eyes.


Then Mil drank the drink in his hand that Bery had just given him.


And Mil immediately knitted to his two eyebrows after drinking the drink that tasted so strange on Mil's tongue.


Of course strange because Mil has never drank liquor, because the drink in his hand is a liquor with a high enough alcohol content.


Which Bery deliberately gave to Mil, so that he could more easily interrogate Mil about his relationship with Milano if his consciousness was not completely perfect.


"What drink is this, why does it taste bad?" mil asked while showing the glass in his hand towards Bery.


"That's the latest drink in this restaurant, indeed at the beginning it tastes bad, but when you have spent it all, the sensation will be different and the taste will be very good, very good, just so you know this is a favorite drink in this restaurant," lied Bery and then drank the drink in his hand until it was left.


Of course Bery immediately spent the drink in his hand, the liquor camera in his hand only had a low alcohol content in appeal that was in Mil's hands.


"Why not drink, drink,"


"No, I don't like it," continued Mil who wanted to put the glass in his hand on the table in front of him, but was immediately held by Bery.


"Drink, I feel offended because you did not drink, the drink I gave," said Bery with a tone that made sad.


And somehow Mil immediately followed Bery's words, and uprooted the drink that was in his hands without any rest.


"How does it taste good, right?" ask Bery.


But it received no response from Mil, who now began to feel dizzy in his head.


"Are you okay?" bery asked again while patting Mil on the back.


"Yes I'm fine, but I feel dizzy after finishing the drink," Mil explained as she pointed at the glass on the table right in front of her.


"That's your feeling maybe,"


"Come," continued Mil who was now massaging his own forehead.


"Oh yes Mil, I want to ask you once again, you and Mila have been in a relationship for how long, and I feel strange about your affectionate call to Mila. Call period dear sir, like calling the boss only,"


"Yes because Mr. Mila was–"


Mil did not continue, he said when he arrived his dizziness increased, and made him immediately drop his head towards the table in front of him.


"Mil, are you okay?" bery asked while shaking Mil's body, but there was no response. "The new basis of one glass has fallen, then I do all this, you suck," said Bery because he did not get any information from Mil.


Then Bery stepped up from his seat and intended to leave Mil, but had just turned his body until Milano was right behind him.


"What did you do to Mil?" milano asked when he saw Mil had dropped his head on the table, because he realized earlier he was looking for Mil who was not at the banquet.


"I didn't do anything I just gave him a drink, and it turns out he's so weak, only one glass has lost consciousness,"


After hearing Bery's explanation, Milano approached Mil and tried to wake him up, but there was no movement from Mil.


Then Milano picked up the glass on the table where Mil dropped his head, and Milano kissed the glass immediately, then stared at Bery.


"Are you crazy this liquor with a fairly high alcohol content," cried Milano who immediately lifted the body Mil.


Be connected.........................