It's not my fault, Lovely Reunion
Mr. Rio's wife

It's not my fault, Beautiful Reunion Part 14

By Sept

Dance stared at the reflection of her body in front of the large mirror in the changing room. Her clothes are beautiful, although the body is nervous but very fitting on her body. He who rarely groomed, suddenly became charming.

He turned around for a moment, making sure something, looking at the back that was a little cool because there was a sepiderman net-like hole there. Pretty interesting but it makes him a little embarrassed.

At first he was not confident, but the voice of the waiter made him realize. Dance soon awakens from reality. Now the clothes he had on him, made him very different.

"Is it Miss?" ask the waiter politely.

While other services are carrying many clothes that have been chosen by Rio.

"That's not worth trying. Put the box in."

Rio's voice made Dance look at him in wonder, let alone this?

"Who is this for? Sir?"

"There's no way I'm wearing a girl's shirt" Rio replied then pretending to be busy with his phone.

Rio felt his clothes Dance was less fashionable. Instead of being modelled on the husband, Dance was instead modelled by men who secretly liked her since they were teenagers. Modalized by the boss as well as men who like Dance is not just physical.

"It seems like this is overkill," declined Dance.

"Calm down, I don't give it away for free."

Dance Eyes instantly glared.

"I'm cutting your pay!" added Rio with a relaxed face.

Finally that way Tari wants to bring home her shopping clothes. They went back to the car and Rio instead of to the meeting place, turned instead at one of the cafes in the city center.

"I haven't eaten yet, let's eat first!"

The car entered the cafe parking area, again dancing ganya gongo. Want to not, he came out.

As for Rio, he smiled with satisfaction in heart. Because he felt the bait was eaten by Tari.

***

"I don't have to, still full" said Tari.

"Hem."

"Eat!" titah Rio's. He himself ate a burger.

Dari also glanced wryly, and Rio first smiled as the two of them unintentionally looked at each other.

For a moment, the atmosphere was instantly awkward. Dance pretended to eat the salad, while Rio refocused on his own food.

***

After eating, they finally headed back to the hotel. Rio asked Tari to change clothes, because his business partner is not an arbitrary person.

As a form of corporate image, although it is gemoy, Dance should look good looking. Not in vain Rio's effort. With a little protest, finally Dance who has been dancing males, she also wears makeup.

Basically, Dance is indeed a buried pearl. God is not aware that his wife is beautiful. Just because of a few kilos of fat, Dance looks unattractive. Not to mention because of the lazy skincare dance, just the focus of children and families.

Now it's work, even the demands of work make Dari start taking care of herself. Although appearance was not very important to him.

"Are you ready?" ask Rio.

"It."

Dance looked awkward as she walked beside Rio. While men are inversely proportional.

While walking, Rio called his assistant. Without mentioning names, he asked his subordinates to give extra work to the Gods. Keep him busy and focused on his work.

"Do as directed!" rio said on the phone.

"Good, Sir. Anything else?" ask the person behind the phone.

"No, that's all." Rio felt that was enough.

Dari noticed Rio, wanting to eavesdrop but not sounding obvious.

"You first!" rio said then away. Looks like she realized that Tari wants to nguping.

Dance also nodded. And not long after, they finally arrived at the event venue. It was no ordinary meeting. It's like a party of businessmen.

The new dance realized, why she had to wear a dress code like that. It turned out that the show was pretty good.

"Welcome Mr. Rio," a man reached out his hand. Greeting Rio and Dance alternately.

"Mister Rio's wife?" guess the colleague.

All I asked was smile. Rio's face and eyes sparkled, as if pleased to hear a cursory guess similar to the prayer in his heart.