Love Dictator
The same feeling I feel.

Selim picked me up after work.

Selim and I arrived at my apartment.

In the tv room in my unit.

"By the day after tomorrow I come to my wedding reception, yes", Selim said.

"Lusa?, means Saturday night, I don't want to be lazy", I refused.

"Dilara, you're my boyfriend, the time I have to come to his reception is the same as my ex", Selim grinned.

"It's okay, just invite your ex to come to the recipe, who married also one of your ex right?", I'm annoyed.

"Well if you let me come to her reception with my ex", Selim tested me.

"I'll let you go anywhere with your ex" I chimed in.

"Do you speak like that let me also give you your freedom Dilara", Selim accused me.

"No", I frowned.

"But the problem is I'm confused about which ex to come to the recipe", Selim teases me.

"Why be confused, just invite all your ex to come to his reception, playboy base", I challenged Selim.

"Okay I invite all my ex, but you're my boyfriend, I want her you're the one who won me Dilara", Selim sulked in leaning her head on my shoulder.

I don't want to', I'm selling expensive.

"Akkkhh Dilara, the point is you must nemenin me, if not I will be angry, will destroy the goods in my house again", Selim threatened me.

"Are you threatening me, Selim?, just try it if you dare", I serve Selim.

"You why the hell Dilara doesn't feel jealous I go with other girls", Selim pouted.

"Because I know you like it just as much as me and you're dead love as me" I tried to guess.

"Hahaha, how come you are Dilara, I love you to die?, how do you know?", Selim blushed in embarrassment.

"So my guess is correct?", I judged Selim.

"Your guess is correct, so you have to meet me because you are irreplaceable Dilara", Selim insisted.

Selim said goodbye and left my unit.

Weekend came, today I have to nemenin Selim come to the wedding reception of his ex.

I wear a mauve a-line dress, black stillto sandals and a black clutch bag.

Shortly after I finished dressing up, Selim came to pick me up to leave.

On the way in the car.

"Why do you wear a dress like that anyway Dilara?, the side hemisphere is too high, I don't want my girlfriend's smooth legs look everyone", Selim spoke while focusing on driving.

"Yes I deliberately let not lose competitiveness with your ex-boyfriend", I teased Selim.

"That's not Dilara's problem, with you dressing like this there will even be other men who tease you" Selim explained.

Selim and I arrived at the reception.

When Selim and I were sitting and enjoying the party, a beautiful woman wearing one shoulder dress came to Selim.

The woman whispered something to Selim.

"Just ask my girlfriend directly", Selim glanced at me.

"Can I ask Selim to dance", the woman asked me.

"No, I can't, about her Selim can't dance", I frowned.

"Hahaha, aren't you the Selim I used to know again?, Selim who is good at dancing", the woman grinned.

"I just follow what my girlfriend says, you're right baby, I'm not dancing now, I forgot how to dance", just bring her up close and look me in the eyes.

"If I borrow Selim for a while, it's okay" she pulled Selim's hand and took him away without my consent.

Shortly thereafter Selim pu returned his seat.

"I want to go home", I sulked.

"Okay, but wait a minute, yeah", Selim chimed in.

"No, I want to go home right now" I'm upset.

"Wait another 10 minutes, Dilara", Selim answered.

"Yes I can go home by myself, if you don't want to go home now" I got out of my chair and left.

Selim chased me from behind.

And pulled me into his car.

"Don't be rich little boy Deh Dilara", Selim talked while driving.

"Now you know that feeling jealous is bad", I express my feelings.

"Having someone is not easy, you should trust me more easily, because you know I love you so much Dilara", Selim explained.

"But you were too intimate Selim" I'm emotional.

"My feelings for you won't change that fast Dilara, because it takes a lot of effort to have you and it frustrates me", Selim said.

I didn't respond to Selim.

Finally arrived at my apartment.

Selim sat on the living room sofa and I myself sat on the tv room sofa because I was still upset at her.

Selim approached me and sat down beside me.

Instantly I cried my head against her and buried my face in her chest.

"Well, why are you crying?, I'm sorry if I made you angry", Selim kissed and stroked my hair.

"You don't leave me anywhere, when I'm with you" I talk crying.

"Never had the urge to leave you anywhere and anytime, but my hand was suddenly pulled, so I couldn't resist", Selim explained.

Selim continued to stroke my hair, not feeling I was asleep on Selim's shoulders.

The day I woke up, I was already in my bed.

Seen by me Selim was still asleep on the sofa of the tv room, I rushed to take a shower and made breakfast.

Today I make fruit smoothies, namely bananas, dragon fruit and avocado.

After the smoothies were ready I woke up Selim.

"Selim let's get up, it's 06:00, I've prepared breakfast", I stroked her cheeks.

I'm happy if I can every day like this Dilara", Selim sat down to get his cheek to my stomach.

"Wash your face and brush your teeth there, after that breakfast", I rushed to the dinner table.

Selim and I chatted at the dinner table and enjoyed the fruit smoothies I made.

"How can I fall asleep in my bed Selim?", I asked.

"I lifted you to bed last night, it turns out you're heavy too Dilara", Selim mocked me.

"But I didn't tell you to lift me to bed" I pouted.

"So you want to sleep alone with me on Dilara's sofa?", Selim grinned.

"I didn't tell you to sleep in my apartment either", I was upset.

"Okay I'm home now, but later in the afternoon I'll come back here again", Selim chuckled.

The last Selim left my apartment.