My Hot ART
Feel insecure
Sean entered Aiden's room with a feeling of annoyance.
"You why? The face is like a matted clothesline," said Aiden who will just sit his seat because he had just come.
"Diem lo! No cigarettes? I'm so fucking dizzy with my head!" sean said, while throwing his buttocks in a rough sofa.
Aiden shook his head slowly, then threw a pack of cigarettes and a lighter at Sean. And with a swift Sean caught both of these objects.
"What's the matter anyway?" Aiden walked up to Sean.
"Miss of heart," Sean replied as he lit a cigarette.
Aiden frowned in surprise, then touched Sean's forehead with the back of his hand. "Not hot," murmured Aiden.
"Ck! My hot heart is not my head! Mum!" swear Sean, while brushing Aiden's hand that is still attached to his position.
Aiden laughed out loud when he heard Sean say. "Who is capable of making this class of anchovy cassanova hot?" aiden asked in a mocking tone.
"The binary candidate" replied Gwen, who had just entered Aiden's room, then sat down next to Sean, and played her phone.
Suddenly Aiden was surprised and reflexively hit Sean's hand hard until the cigarette he was holding fell on the floor.
"Ck!" Sean clucked in annoyance, picking up the fallen cigarette and placing it on the ashtray.
"Do you have a wife? Wh who? Why didn't you say? Which girl is that fucking bitch?" ask Aiden streak.
"Lo's camper! It's precisely the lucky girl who got me," said Sean, proud of myself.
"And beware that this problem is leaking until the ears of Mommy, Daddy or Malin, you two are buckets!" sean said full of threats while pointing at two people who were on the right and left side.
"Why indeed?" ask Aiden curiously.
"The question ..." Sean's words hang because he's thinking of the right reasons.
"God! Silence too? Shouldn't good intentions be served?" ask Aiden, nudging Sean's arm.
"Yes, but you know for yourself that my condition is like this, so I beg you two not to get leaked to the family," Sean asked, as well as reasoned.
"okay!" aiden replied, agreeing to Sean's request.
"But I already told you Aunty Jeje. How's dong?" Gwen grimaced as she showed her index and middle fingers forming the letter V next to her ears.
Aiden scooped his face violently, while Sean immediately glared horror at Gwen, making the girl fear. "Om, afraid," Gwen immediately moved to sit beside Aiden, and hugged the burly arm.
"Surge you! Sultry!" aiden said, throwing his hand which was still held by Gwen, and he immediately went from there to his chair.
"Om Ai jahara!! Bingit bingebelin!" Gwen pouted in annoyance, then wanted to escape immediately but her hand had been blocked first by Sean.
"The lambe turah! Habit!" upset Sean, then pinned Gwen's head between his armpits and clawed at Gwen's head.
"Again, Se! I'm sorry, but I didn't tell Aunty who you were!" Gwen attempts to escape but her hand is locked by Sean..
Aiden only shook his head slowly to see the two who were struggling, without any intention of separating them.
Gwen bit Sean's hand violently, making the man scream in pain and instantly releasing Gwen.
"Lo never ate meat? It hurts my hands!" Sean grimaced as he shook his painful and sore hand.
"Never! So this will eat your meat," said Gwen then push Sean to lie on the sofa and immediately tickle Sean's stomach.
"Ha ha ha ha haaa, Gwen stop ha ha haa." Sean was blown away as his stomach was tickled by Gwen. And at the same time Irene entered Aiden's room.
Irene was stunned when she saw Sean who looked happy with the girl.
She is Sean's type, tall, white, and also beautiful. Inner Irene, then she looked at her own defeated appearance away from the girl. Feeling insecure.