Tux and Spell

Behave, Jerk!

Jacob and Margy spent the rest of their day at Manuella's restaurant, when the restaurant was about to close, Margy whispered to Jacob in the corner of the room.

"Jacob, you've become a successful man now. At least give something to the person who is instrumental in your life, if she really doesn't want to fix this restaurant, so be it! But you just give her money, so she can buy whatever she likes... Or it could be a shopping voucher or it could be daily necessities, such as milk, sugar, wheat flour, meat... It could help her..."

"Yeah, I know that, but he would never want to! I've tried so many times, he always returns it!"

"Ah, you don't know how!" Margy said excitedly, where! Give me the money!"

"Ha, hahaha....! What is it for?" he asked surprised.

"No more comments! Wherever you are! How much money do you have in your pocket now! Cash!" Margy asked in a demanding tone.

Margy looks like a boss who orders his subordinates, Jacob shook his head, only this time, he was treated like that by a woman.

"Let's see what's in your pocket! How many dollars are there!" Margy's command repeated the sentence.

Jacob reached into the pocket of his pants, he collected the money from his pants pocket and counted it. "Hmm, I only have 900 dollars!"

"You! You claim to be rich! But only hold 900 dollars in cash!" Margy complained who immediately took all the money that was in Jacob's hands.

"What are you going to do with the money?" Jacob asked curiously.

"Hmm... Just shut up!" Margy then walked over to the usual table to use as a place to prepare orders.

Margy tucked the money under a tray usually used to deliver orders. He smiled with satisfaction, then walked back to Jacob.

"What have you done?" he asked surprised.

"If we give it directly to Manuella, she definitely won't accept it. Manuella thinks of you as her own child, so she definitely doesn't want to accept the money you gave her, because she always imagines how you were when you were little, hungry, and penniless. I can't bear to accept money from you, but if you put it in there... Manuella won't know if it's from you!

"How can you be so sure?"

"That is called instinct!" Margy said touching her forehead with her index finger, tapping it a few times, a gesture that accentuated a sense of arrogance.

"Sometimes, intelligence can't be used to solve all the problems in this world, you need this...To survive!" She said again, tapping her index finger on her forehead.

An action that made Jacob smile a little and shakes his head, he was actually trying to restrain himself from attacking his future wife. Margy looks too adorable.

"My dear, what are you doing there?" asked Manuella who had just come from the kitchen. She serves Margy and Jacob a Mexican dinner. A very delicious dish.

Margy whispered, "We should go home now! If she sees the money and we're still here, he'll definitely force it back to us."

"Looks like I have to hurry home, my best friend called and needed me to handle some cases. If I have free time, I will visit you again..." Jacob said giving an excuse.

Manuella smiled, her face shining with proud eyes. She was always happy to see how Jacob looked now... she always thought of young Jacob... Who was unkempt and rarely ate.

"You are a busy man!" Manuella spoke and hugged Jacob. "You will always be my little Jacob, even though you are now tall, handsome, in a suit, and a top California lawyer, you are still my adopted son Jacob."

"Of course Manuella! No matter what happens to me, you're still my savior angel!" Jacob returned the old woman's hug.

Margy just smiled, looking at the scene in front of him. Although Jacob seems serious, cold, and angry, he has another side to his life and it turns out to have a history that is very touching for those who hear him.

"Let's hurry home!" Margy said in a whisper.

Finally, they said goodbye to Manuella and at this time both were in the car. Margy and Jacob waved at the figure of a fat woman with curly black hair who was leaning against the door with tears in her eyes.

"She is really a sweet woman and she loves you very much!" said Margy. "You should be grateful to have met a woman like her!"

“Yeah, yeah I know!” Jacob waved his hand one last time and sped off to his next destination.

"Then where are you taking me now?" Margy asked.

"A secret!" Jacob replied nonchalantly, "Remember! The rule is, you can't touch me until our wedding day!"

"I won't touch you! You're too confident!"

"I don't know! I have a strange feeling about that face of yours! You seem to the harbor and have a perverted mind!"

"Ha...Hahaha! Looks like you're the pervert! I have other plans for us today!"

"Oh yeah? But it's getting late! How about we go home?"

"Can't! I've already reserved the next place! This is the last place before we rest! You're going to sleep in my room!" Jacob ordered in his bossy tone. "From now on you can't sleep in your own room!" Jacob continued.

"Why like that? Suddenly changing our sleeping arrangements! I'm comfortable with my own room! So I don't want to be asked to change rooms."

"Okay. Especially tonight, you have to sleep in my room! Can't refuse!" said Jacob stubbornly. "I'm giving you leeway by making this arrangement temporarily, just today... I've given up. Now it's up to you to let go of your ego! Do it." Jacob was still looking straight at the road. He drives in the elite area of ​​California.

"You are selfish... In fact, I was told to lower my ego!" Margy mumbled.

"Margy... Why are you being so stubborn... Even though you used to be so cute. You even blushed a lot when you touched and looked at me... Why are you a fierce tiger like this?" Jacob protested in a serious tone, even though he was actually just teasing Margy.

"If I'm a raging tiger, I'll make sure to pounce on you when my eyes open!"

"Wow... A raging wild tiger... threatening!" The joke again!

"If you don't stop teasing me, you're going to regret Jacob!" Threaten Margy. "Even though I had pity and sympathy for you earlier... When I met Manuella. I felt you were a sweet person, I wanted to remove the no-touching rule. But it turns out you are acting annoying like this! Huh... No way!"

"Yes, way. Please. I will be a sweet person. You know I will suffer if I don't touch you, Babe!"

"Behave, jerk!" Margy cursed in a low voice, but Jacob's ears still caught it.

"Uh... Why are you so vicious! But... I like your ferocity... At least we'll get along very well in bed later!"