The Berondong Boss Reserve
Savings Only

Dean's money-throw goes to the waiter who guards the toilet door. He put his index finger to his lips so that the man with the mustache kept his mouth shut. While tidying up his hair and the suit he was wearing, Dean walked towards the event.

Followed by Latina who came out after tidying up of course. He rushed after Sasa who had been waiting for a long time.

"Where have you been? The show's about to start." Sasa pulled Latina to get closer to Berlin and Dean. The show starts with ribbon scissors, then cut the cake. Berlin's first bribe for Dean. Then the two put their lips together. Latina turned her gaze in the other direction right then and there. What if Latina tells him that the young woman's boyfriend has just had a bathtub with her? Latina wouldn't do that. Dean can twist the facts.

"Congratulations, dear," said Dean.

"Thank you." Berlin is back to smacking those lips. Both seem very friendly. However, the glance of Dean's eyes was not like an eagle who also looked at Latina. His lover and mistress are in the same place. Nearby anyway. Dean felt that he was very good at having women.

Just a little food that Latina tasted. He was impassioned, unsettled as long as Dean was still in the same room with him.

"Sasa, I have to go home soon. It's been a very late afternoon" Latina said.

"The conversation is not finished. Let me take you, how?"

"no need. You stay right here. I just don't want Jason to come home from me."

Sasa smiled. "You're a good wife, Latina."

Latina smiled unsatisfactoryly at hearing that. So good, he obeyed what Jason told him. He was willing to be the mistress of a young man.

"I'm saying goodbye first. Just say hello to Berlin." Latina hugged Sasa as a farewell sign, then immediately walked out of the restaurant. He deliberately did not say goodbye to Berlin because there was Dean.

Whether it's destiny or something. This afternoon was bad luck for Latina. On foot, he runs into Nelis, who just came out of the boutique with Jason.

"Where are you from, Latina?" ask Jason.

"Go home with me." Jason grabbed his wife's wrist, but right then and there, Latina brushed him off.

"Remember our deal, Jason. Don't waste my money!" Latina said that while glancing at the two paper bags that Nelis was holding.

"You have a rich girlfriend, Latina. Why don't you use it? Oh, yeah, is it nice to be a rich man's mistress?" Nelis's question was ridiculed.

"What do you think, Nelis? Aren't you my husband's mistress, too?" Latina also replied to him. "For three years you've been a mistress. Your status is no higher than mine."

"Jason loves me. Don't you forget that."

"Indeed right. But, do you dare say that to everyone?" challenge Latina. He shook. "can't. Because what? Because you're just a mistress. I'm the legitimate wife. I'm recognized by the law and everyone."

"Stop, Latina!" Jason was a little loud.

"What, Jason? You want to marry Nelis? Go ahead. Marry her. But remember your promise to me." Latina turned to Nelis. "I'll make sure you're always a mistress. Jason made a deal with me. He would never divorce me, and would never marry another woman, including yourself."

"Jason wouldn't do that" Nelis said.

"It's been three years since you've been the bed's filler."

"Latin!" jason snapped, and it made pedestrians look towards them.

"That's the truth, isn't it, honey?" Latina smile.

TB