
The wind of the night, hit the face of a beautiful woman who was sitting on the porch waiting for her husband. Finally, Amelia decided to come to a fashion show to meet the invitation of business partners. And he is not alone, Thomas will come with him to see the fashion show.
Amelia dressed up very pretty, with a flower dress and beautiful unraveling hair. He also held a bag in his hand.
"Darling, are you ready?" ask Thomas.
"Gosh, Mas. I was ready from before. Didn't you see? Why so long on your own? I've become mosquito food outside" his wife. Thomas chuckles.
"Sorry, Honey. I'm looking for a dress that fits, and I have to look dashing!" her husband's answer made Amelia turn seven. Amelia knew very well the nature of her husband. If there is a man who tries to approach his wife, he will look charming and cool.
"Ah, For whom? Is it to look handsome in front of a beautiful woman out there?" midget Amelia.
"Yes, no. I don't want you to turn your back on me, just because your male friend is younger and dashing!" abugn.
"Gosh, Honey. I became mellow," said Amelia blushing shyly, "I love you so much, Mas. Never doubt my love! I will never turn away from you even though you are aging and wrinkled. I will always love you. And I want to age with you. Until we become grandparents together" said Amelia. Thomas was moved to hear his wife's words.
"Thank you, honey," replied Thomas.
Thomas was four years older than his wife, but for Amelia it didn't matter. Love does not look at age.
Thomas drove his car to the place. Along the unrelenting journey Thomas talks romantically to his wife, making Amelia blush in embarrassment.
It does not feel like their car is reaching their destination. They got out of the car, and the place looked very crowded.
The two of them walked hand in hand entering the event venue. A guard invited them to enter, and they sat in the front row seats.
The fashion show finally started. One by one model, walking on the catwalk with a swerve of his body. Show off the beauty of their walking on the catwalk, wearing clothes from Amelia's boutique. The models who have talent and skills will be selected in the industrial world. They will be the chosen ones among hundreds of models.
Dicky saw Amelia sitting alone in the front row seat. And it just so happened that Thomas her husband was going to the bathroom. Dicky approached Amelia who seemed serious about noticing the models walking on the catwalk.
"It's been a while?" dicky's questioning suddenly made Amelia startled.
"Eh, Mr. Dicky," said Amelia, standing up, "Just now, sir,"
"I'm happy you can come here. You finally fulfilled my invitation, I'm so happy!" said it.
"Yes, sir," replied Amelia nodding her head.
"Come, we're sitting there! It will be clearer to see it!" ask Dicky to hold Amelia's hand. But suddenly Thomas comes, and blocks Dicky's hand. Dicky looked at him.
"Can't you, you don't take people's wives!" ketus Thomas's.
"What's? Who You?" ask Dicky. Dicky doesn't know Amelia is married.
"I'm her husband" replied Thomas with great emphasis.
"What?" Dicky looked surprised.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Dicky. I came with my husband" said Amelia.
"So you're married?" wonder Dicky.
"Yes, I am married" replied Amelia.
"Detail this to my husband. His name is Thomas Williams. And, honey, this is what I tell you so much. His name is Mr. Dicky" said Amelia to introduce the two.
"Darling, it's already night. We better get home!" her husband was not happy with the man in front of her.
"yes too. Oya, I'm sorry Sir. I have to go home. It's already night. I was afraid, my son was crying because he was looking for his Mommy" Amelia said.
"Child, So, he already has a child, too" Dicky's inner self.
"Bye,"
Dicky could not believe that the woman he admired already had a husband and children. She thinks Amelia's an unmarried girl. Instantly he felt uninspired.
In the car, Thomas was silent while driving the car. Amelia knew that her husband was jealous. Amelia also did not dare to open the conversation, she also fell silent a thousand languages.
"Why is he holding hands?" ketus Thomas's.
"Sir Dicky means that?"
"She just wanted to take me to sit in front, so I could get closer to seeing the models" Amelia replied.
"From now on, you don't have to work with that guy anymore" Thomas said.
"Lho, why, Mas?"
"Don't you see his eyes? He looks at you with an intense look. I'm sure he likes you!"
"Ish, you don't think negatively, Mom!"
"I'm not negative, honey. I'm a man, I can feel that he likes you!"
"But, I can't just break this partnership. Because, I've been under contract with her" Amelia replied.
"I can pay for the compensation" Thomas said.
"Not so, my mom. I know you have everything. If I decide to cooperate unilaterally, they'll think I'm not a professional?"
"I don't care, honey. I don't want you getting too close to him!"
"Huf." Amelia took a long breath. The problem of jealousy of her husband, indeed Amelia had to give up a little.
"I'll think about it. You calm down, Mom! Even though she was interested in me, the most important thing was that I wasn't," Amelia replied, "I already have a family that I love so much. Have you, Sherly, Aska and Mama. You are all my favorites" he said.
It did not feel the car they were riding had arrived in front of the house. Thomas opened his car door, and treated his wife like a queen. She's carrying Amelia's body in bridal style.
"Gosh, Mas. What the hell are you doing? Lower me!" shouted Amelia.
"No one!" thomas said he carried his wife's body into the house.
"But what if someone sees?" amelia.
"It's night, honey. No one saw" answered her husband.
"Ish, you're a habit" Manyun Amelia. Thomas just chuckled.
"You're so pretty tonight. I'm so anxious to eat you!"
"Mas thinks I'm a donut" she said.
Thomas laid the body of his wife on a couch, and overcame her. Smell those red blushing lips with anxiety.
"Mas, stop! What the hell are you doing? What if someone sees?"
"It's already night. Everyone is asleep" said Thomas casually. Thomas kissed the lips again.****** and took a sip, sipping until the lips swelled up.
"God. Can't you just do that in the room?" said Bram. It made them both so surprised. Thomas moved from his wife's body.
"Damn you! Just disturb!" upset Thomas. Amelia was too embarrassed, she finally decided to go into the room. Bram laughed out loud, seeing the reaction of his sister-in-law. But Thomas looked very upset.
"Bang, you can do it in the room! Why should it be here anyway?" bram chuckled to see Thomas's face folded up like a scraped newspaper.
"I think everyone's asleep. Turns out there's been a night like this there's bullies still hanging around" Thomas said.
"Ah, I can't sleep, Bang!" Bram ruffled his own hair.
"Why? The face of the shirt has not been ironed!" taunted Thomas.
"Yes, Bang. I'm just confused. I should have gone back to Germany. I have a lot of work to do. But Alina doesn't want to be left behind. I'm confused!"
"Why don't you just take Alina out there?"
"The village is still not strong, Bang. I don't want anything to happen with Alina and her womb. You know, he really wanted a kid,"
"Well, I'll try to talk to Alina later. Now go to sleep, it's night! I want to continue making children with my dear wife, Bye!" said Thomas passed away.
"Ish, you pervert!" bram's Oath. Bram was back to thinking about his problem. He was very confused, and had yet to give any decision.
to be continued.....