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It's not my fault, Beautiful Reunion Part 13

By Sept

"Ehem! Mr. Rio, can I stay outside while I wait?" the word Dance later.

"Why? You think I'm gonna fuck around?" accuse Rio with a flat face but a deep gaze.

Dance shook her head quickly, even though that was her intention, it was just that she could not be honest. Not to offend the man.

"It's not so, sir. It's just ..." Dance's words were instantly cut by her boss.

"Rest! Be professional!" cetus Rio who did not want to know.

Dance looks to hold her breath, she should be happy one room with a male figure with super premium qualifications. Men idol of women, but somehow this time Dance feels less srek. Maybe because she already has a husband.

Even though her husband doesn't care anymore, she still has a husband. Even though the Gods did not know that Dance was at work. The schedule for the return of the gods is still next month. And dance is free until then.

An hour later.

Dari felt tired, because since just sitting while occasionally looking at HP. As for Rio, the man was focusing on the laptop. The woman may not be aware, if she is being watched secretly by Rio.

Hoam ... The sleepiness starts to attack. Dance yawned, then looked at her watch. The best watch he had. Even if the price is not expensive.

Since marriage, Dance is rarely bought luxury or branded goods. If there is any money left over, he often saved. Not bad, if there is an urgent need do not ask for a husband. For example, if the mother asks for a transfer.

He should have worked a long time ago, maybe he would have been like his friends. Being a career woman and attractive appearance. Suddenly the dance looked at his own body.

Then he leaned over, staring at his small shoes. Not small shoes, maybe Dance legs are a little fluffy. Since marriage everything has gone too far. Especially fat, on the belly, waist and cheeks.

"Do I have to diet?" thought Tari then looked up and saw Rio who happened to be caught staring at her.

"Buy coffee!" tell Rio to distract. Let it not be discovered if you are watching Dance secretly.

"Well," said Tari then moved on.

"Wait on! Wear this!" rio exclaimed then took out a card.

Dance is also shaking.

"Just wear it!"

Dance gulped, then took Rio's card.

In just 15 minutes, Dari finally returned with a glass of hot coffee and a cup of iced coffee with cream and chocolate topping.

"Put it there!" titah Rio's. The man then folded the laptop.

Rio had a glance at what Tari bought.

"Reduce the sweet!" chirping Rio.

He said like that probably because he cares about the health of Dance. And the woman just nodded. Just the boss but already squealing what he ate.

While enjoying a cup of coffee, Rio still took the time to glance.

After the coffee ran out, he put his coat back on.

"Come with me!" rio's word is like an authoritarian leader.

"Where are you going, sir? Meeting is still a long time."

Dance waiting for an answer, but only get a sharp glare.

Tap tap tap

Dance then walked behind Rio who stepped perpendicular with a sturdy and authoritative posture.

They ride in the car along with the driver, until the car runs, still confused Dance. It's not going to the meeting place, anyways, it's a night's schedule.

"Rio Sir ... Sorry, where are we going?" tanya is very curious.

"Later you know for yourself."

If not the boss, would have danced omeli since. Finally, Tari also joined the flow, following wherever his boss went.

"Oh .. to the clothes shop," muttered Tari as the car entered a famous boutique in the Kote.

"Come down!" titah Rio's.

Without being ordered twice, Tari then immediately came down and walked. This time it was next to Rio, as the man's steps were impressed slow.

"Welcome" said the waiter, opening the door.

"A set of evening dresses!" rio said then immediately turned around and sat down just like that.

"His size, sir?"

Rio was directly staring at Dance.