Bebegigs
Chapter 90's

"I've broken up with my boyfriend" Magenta said half-heartedly.

"Huh? Seriously?"

Magenta just shrugged his shoulders.

"Why? Don't tell me because of me. He can't possibly know about our relationship, right?"

"Thus, yes!" magenta replied grimly. "He's seen us."

"Can't be!"

"I don't believe it either, but let's say he's a kid.. 'pinter' knows, right?"

"Hmmm... my friend also said that he was a child of a pinter, but his son was still a moron!"

Magenta chuckled, feeling slightly amused. But given the reality he has known, it should not make his heart feel stuck.

"He was getting married" Magenta tried to shift his mind, but it made him even more grim.

"Well!" Violet suddenly flicked her finger and pointed at Magenta's face. "It's obvious!" said. "She said I already knew our relationship was just a mode to kill you!"

Magenta frowned, suddenly feeling that opinion was very reasonable. But. They will still get married! thought desperate. I already admit it anyway.

"Ah, but I think he's honest, huh!" sergeant Magenta later. "So she knows who hit me."

"Seriously?" Violet widened her eyes. "Sakti is also a man!"

"He said he'd meet your bokin!" Magenta added.

"Huh?" Violet flinched and flabbergasted. His forehead is back in a rug. Seemed to think hard.

Magenta silently kept an eye on the girl with her head raging. There is nothing suspicious about his attitude, he said in his heart. Or is this really so if someone is possessed by Jurig Bebegig?

Ah, that's right too! his inner. In the past, when Yasa was possessed by Jurig Bebegig was also invisible, he recalled sourly.

Hard to believe, he thought cynically. Orange will actually marry Jurig Bebegig…

And me too.

Damnit damnit!

But how do I get this monster married?

Even if she is not possessed by another entity, Magenta is not sure he can lead her to a better relationship.

Should I marry her?

Our relationship has never been serious.

There is no commitment. There is never any talk of the expression of feelings except the position.

Can I not just marry her?

As Violet begins to show signs of being ready to pounce, Magenta finally has the courage to begin to launch a covert plan that became his goal of coming here, at the same time to distract the girl to reduce a little bit of excitement in the barbarian girl.

"Vi!" he said with a serious face. "Tomorrow... Will you not come with me to the house?"

Violet who was already about to creep on the side of the bed instantly fell silent. "Why what?" tanyanya was not happy.

Magenta let out a short sigh and pulled his seated body. Lean on the head of the bed. "My parents want to see you" he said.

"Huh? Did you tell your parents about me?" Violet started glaring. "Genta—inget, our relationship is not that serious!"

"Well, how else?" Magenta. "My parents are both her parents, they know about our relationship. So. as soon as this matter is revealed…"

Violet interrupted with a bored moan. "I told you I don't want to be tied up!"

"Ngerti.." Magenta said he would not give up. "But just met, most asked. It's up to you to answer what. Not to be proposed or anything!"

"This is called a joke. Laughing means related—TERIKAT! Understood?"

So don't want to be tied up that means not taking risks? magenta felt ridiculous. A good lover is just a stupid woman! it's in the heart.

He suddenly regretted wasting the orange for this kind of satisfaction. But then he remembered in fact, that the Orange had lost its sanctity.

His face returned grim. I don't really mind that. I can accept this kind of woman, why can't I accept an orange.

If Yasa is not responsible, Magenta can accept the infallibility of Orange as long as Orange will forgive him.

Of course he will forgive me, Magenta's mind is sad. He has always forgiven me and forgiven me.

Except…

There was Yasa among them.

There were always Yasa who faithfully embraced him willingly whenever they were in trouble.

There was always Yasa who faithfully filled his emptiness whenever Magenta paid no heed to Orange.

There was always Yasa among them.

Magenta closed his eyes fixedly trying to suppress everything that could remind him of Jingga and Tirtayasa.

While the already passionate Violet began to forcefully unzip Magenta's pants, Magenta simply flinched unappetised.

First because he already knew this woman was not human, second because his pride as a man felt humiliated.

Maybe I should just forget about this plan and give up on Empu Brajasena.

After all, the man could not have harmed her like this monster, he thought.

I'm not sure I can do this.

Maybe I should just go home, and give this address to Empu Brajasena, let him come here himself. He now has a private driver! his mind is a little irritated.

Care for the devil with what he says about being one flesh!

This woman is clearly not worried.

So why should I worry?

The people in the village will know nothing of my disgrace except their families. If anyone knows, it is clear where it came from.

It's bad enough to lose a lover, and now I'm also forced to marry a demonic woman who doesn't bother taking risks.

Forgetit!

I want to go home!

Violet suddenly froze, next to her eyebrows raised high. There's something strange about Magenta's "vitality.

Magenta didn't care, "I want to go home," he said coldly. Then pull up the zipper pants while pulling up his body.

Violet tightened her jaw and glared at him. "So what exactly is the purpose for which you came here?" snarl.

"What I said earlier," Magenta stepped down from the other side of the bed. "I'm just here to invite you to see my family. Because you don't want to, yes. Why else am I here? I still have a lot of work!"

Violet suddenly snatched the arm of Magenta's T-shirt and held him back. "Why again, you say? What do you usually come here? You think it's delicious, made potatoes?"

Magenta let out a short sigh and groaned silently while twirling his eyeballs.

Violet has a tendency to be violent when her passion is not channeled.

Maybe because of Jurig Bebegig's influence, he thought. Is this how the orange lost its sanctity? He wondered in his heart that automatically made his heart feel torn.

Forget her! his orders to himself. Then force himself to serve Violet's will.

But it can't.

While Violet had already stripped off all her clothes, fondled her with wild touches, grabbed her, licked her, sipped her, stirring her up in such a way…

He still won't wake up!

Violet begins to suspect something has happened to Magenta.

It must not just be a disappointment that I refused to be invited back home, Violet thought.

More than just a broken heart.