MY HANDSOME TARZAN

MY HANDSOME TARZAN
#86 (CYCILE-VINCE)


Cecile didn't expect Vince to laugh at this either. Vince's laughter was even worse than that of his sister Joan.


Vince then got out of the car and kept laughing while holding his stomach. He imagined how the Cecile bridal night was tinged with that ludicrous scene.


Cecile thundered and stared at Vince sharply from inside the car.


"When are you going to laugh?" shout Cecile.


"Oh my God. I haven't laughed like this in years. Your story is ridiculous, Cecile. Joan did not stop laughing yesterday" said Vince, who laughed again.


"It looks like I'm telling the wrong person" murmured Cecile.


"FUCK!!!" cecile shouted because Vince was still laughing.


Then Vince stopped laughing and opened the trunk door behind his car. Vince still laughs a little bit every time he remembers the story of Cecile.


Vince took a small folding chair and put it on the ground. He sat there and picked up a cigarette and lit it.


"Yin!!! Why are you even relaxing?" ask Cecile.


"The view is very beautiful and my mood is very good. So I'm going to enjoy this sight while smoking," Vince replied laughing softly.


"Oohhm ... You're such a bitch, Vin." Cecile got out of the car and approached Vince who was sitting back and smoking his cigarette.


"Your mood is good because of my sad story?" cecile asked, not taking it.


Vince nodded casually while smiling sideways.


"You're not concerned about my situation?" ask Cecile.


And of course that made Vince laugh again.


"FUCK!!!" cecile yelled annoyed.


"Sorry ... Sorry .." said Vince.


"It's not funny, Vin. I'm telling you this so you can give me a solution. But you laugh at me instead" said Cecile with a stale face.


"Solution? You want a solution from me?" ask Vince to still enjoy his cigarettes.


Cecile nodded.


"What kind of solution? You want to see mine? That so?" ask Vince to laugh again.


"I'm serious" Vince replied as he held back his laughter.


"You're a bitch!" Cecile clucked in annoyance and turned around and then got back in the car.


Vince finished a cigarette and got back in the car again. He looked towards Cecile who was throwing his face away and not speaking at all.


"Sorry" said Vince.


Cecile seemed to wipe his tears because he was crying a little. He did not want his mental illness to be considered a joke because he was very tortured by this.


He also wanted to feel what married people felt in general.


"It's funny for you guys, but I don't take it as a joke at all" Cecile said.


"Sorry, okay?" vince said sincerely.


"I can't give you a solution at all because it's far outside my field. What did Thea suggest to you?" ask Vince.


"He told me to try it. But I still can't even .." said Cecile hanging.


"Despite what?" ask Vince.


Cecile looked towards Vince. "You'll definitely laugh again if I say it" Cecile said.


"No, I won't laugh" Vince replied.


Cecile squinted his eyes at Vince.


"You're going to laugh" said Cecile.


"No, say," said Vince.


Cecile was silent for a moment.


"I still can't do it even though I've been watching pornno movies many times," said Cecile finally and Vince was trying hard not to laugh anymore.


Vince got out of the car and looked up at the sky so he could hold his laugh.


"FUCKING!!! If you laugh, I'm really going to beat you up" cried Cecile from inside the car.