My Husband is a Beautiful Guy
The Part 21

"Still sick?"

Delova looked at my bandaged right leg. Before returning to the apartment, Lavino and I were taken to a nearby hospital by Delova who was assisted by members of The Vision. Fortunately we only had regular injuries and did not need hospitalization.

"No pain" I replied without covering up.

I don't want to pretend to be strong by saying that my legs don't hurt.

It was painful and hot

"Semlic."

The door of the apartment that was not locked opened along with greetings that sounded absurd.

Two friends of Delova entered by carrying various kinds of cranes that were filled fully. Wow, did they bring us food?

"That's a real greeting, Dodol!" I rebuked when they were sitting on the sofa with a crackle placed on the table.

Me and Delova sat on a carpet.

"You know about saying hello do not know why I can not really, but to love Lo, surely I really do," said the panda-eyed guy who immediately got a deadly gaze from Delova.

"Canda Mulu Elo, Bas! see noh his handler bertar again bersamuk," this time it was the turn of a guy with a face of bule who chimed in with his crisp laugh while glancing at Delova who he meant as my handler.

"Dedek was just kidding, Bang. Don't worry about it ah! Entar fell in love with the charm of Dedek Loh."

I laughed at the words of the owner of the dark circles in his eyelids that I know named, Muhammad Basofi aka Abas. While the tall-faced bule figure is Rifan Gilbert. And yeah, they're both members of The Vision.

"Najisin!" as if Delova was greeted with laughter both of them, as if they had expected that Delova would speak like that.

"About having my replacement, now you're being cruel like this, Rome!" exclaimed Abas with an injured look.

I can't help but laugh. So, this is how the famous monsters rule the streets? Ow hell! dime once.

"Crazy Lo when does it expire, Bambang?" Rifan pinned Abas' head affectionately.

"Damn Lo Fan!" Abas stroked his head, then said, "Don't call me Bambang! Because my name is Justin Bieber."

Delova and I, who were sitting down, looked up at the people on the sofa. Well, it seems like I'm the only one who has looked up, because Delova did not understand the ridiculous behavior of both and even coolly looked at me.

"Six o'clock in the afternoon, Lo on straight home! delova's spontaneous edict was taken by Abas and Rifan.

"IT'S COMING HOME, BANG!"

We all turned to the bathroom door that had just raised the grim figure of Lavino.

She wears jeans and Delova's Hoodie.

"It's still half an hour away. There make us both drink first, the host is busy alas!"

Lavino pursed her lips when she heard Rifan's words.

"Why are children being abused? You big man! His job told the young Mulu," Lavino grumbled, "What do you want to drink?!" Abas and Rifan laughed, because in the end Lavino remained in compliance.

"Whatever," they answered compactly.

"Okay, sewer water." After saying the sentence Lavino rushed into the kitchen, ignoring the horror gazes from Abas and Rifan.

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On the eve of sleep, I looked at the beautiful face of Delova who was already lying by my side.

There's so many things I want to ask.

But is this a good time to talk about it? It's only been a few hours that we've made up for each other and I don't want to fight anymore with Delova.

"What do you want to ask?"

The deg!

Aih! Sugar just loses sweet.

Uh! by the way, it turns out that he's very sensitive. I was suddenly nervous, should I ask now? About him and The Vision.

"Gue just..."

My voice was stuck in my throat. I'm at a loss for words.

"What's free?" he sleeps sideways facing me, making my heart pound even more.

Why ask Delova figure should be this difficult anyway? Geez!

I guess I need a special attention so it's not easy to get nervous.

"Just want to say that I love you."

Why express this feeling? Just be right! Delova must have thought of me as exaggerated and alay once.

"Gue also loved Lo, Nadira," Delova whispered, "Such a pity. Words will never be enough to express my feelings."

My heart rate is blowing. I can't believe he took my words seriously. Uh, so I wanna throw up a rainbow.

"Sorry."

I stared at the puzzled Delova who had suddenly apologized.

"Huh?"

"I'm sorry, I've screwed Lo over and over again" he said with his head bowed.

Because my legs still hurt, I could not sleep sideways, until the head and upper body were slightly twisted facing Delova.

I lifted his chin with my hand, then without saying I quickly clenched his ripe lips. Delova tilted her head, giving me more access to dominance.

"Lo is not wrong. Anita's base is crazy," I said after the pagutan our seeds were released.

"Lo calm down, we're just waiting for news at the hospital where Anita will be treated."

Delova smirked vilely, making me subconsciously hold my breath. Anyway Delova's grin looks so cool.

"Sleep, it's bad."

His hand moved rubbing my head with attention.

"Va?" honestly, there was something still bothering my mind. The relationship between Delova and Thunder, which I don't understand at all. Have they never been friends?

"What, honey?"

***. Baper I have!

Delova why is she so sweet?

Was he the food poisoning Abas and Rifan had brought?

"Gue kiss again?"

I swear I wasn't thinking anything weird! I don't know why that damn question came out of my mouth.

Delova was fixated with a red tinge of cheeks and eyeballs that made it funny.

"Since when did you use it? Usually the origin of nyosor."

******! Humiliate yourself.

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