The Bridge Of Love
CHAPTER 30 Om-Om old young connoisseur!
The day continues to change, as long as the relationship between Chrysanthemum and Carnation goes quite well. Although, Carnations has not been willing to one roof with her husband.
Their relationship is like a teenager going out. Chrysanthemums would come to pick up her lover to go to work and deliver her home after work.
"Why bring me here?" ask Carnation.
He looked around, a luxurious restaurant was in front of his eyes. Chrysanthemum invited him after work.
"Of course to eat," replied Chrysanthemum. He waved a hand asking a waiter to approach them. “What do you want to order?” ask him to Carnation.
“Do we not want to come to charity night?” ask back Carnation.
“How to do it at 9pm. Do we want to starve for that long?”
Chrysanthemum invited Carnations to attend an event organized by the Bronson family. Unexpectedly, it turns out that Carnations were invited. Therefore, the invitation card of Anyelir was given to Vinnie and Aryo.
Carnations just nod. He ordered only one dish that he thought was low in calories. Chrysanthemums ordered food for him. They talked until the food came out.
“So, this is the place you said?” tanya Anyelir while staring at the dish on the table.
“Place?” tanya Chrysan was confused.
“Yes, didn't you say you'd take me somewhere before coming to charity night?”
“Not, we're going to a boutique, we're looking for a dress for you.”
“I have a lot in the apartment.”
“Aun with back open?” tanya Chrysan raised her eyebrows next door.
Carnations just clicked slowly, he only drank his mineral water.
“You didn't eat?” ask the Chrysanthemum who didn't see Anyelir eating his food.
“Not want to eat,” said Anyelir lowered his head. “I haven't dumped today?”
“You haven't BAB?” ask chrysanthemum to make sure.
“No need to be so tight talking about it!” whistling Carnations.
The chrysanthemum just sighed softly. He felt like he was speaking in a stable tone. “What does your stomach hurt?”
“No. It's just, if I eat, I'm afraid my stomach is bulging. Later not good when using a dress.”
Chrysanthemum chuckles. “Having eaten, you still look beautiful.”
“My age is no longer young. Unlike the old days eating a lot did not affect my weight. Now, if I don't control eating, my weight goes up,” babbling Carnations. “Adolescent age is indeed more beautiful! Unlike now who is old!” his weakness.
Chrysanthemum put the spoon. “If you're old, what about me?”
Carnations glanced at her husband. Then laugh considering the age gap of those who are 7 years. “You're right, you're already starting to enter middle-aged,” kekeh Anyelir.
“What did you say? I'm still 40 years old!”
“Yes, in a few years,” timpal Carnation with still chuckling.
“Do I look old? Many say I'm still like 28 years old.”
Carnations tilted her head, looking at her husband. It does not look like the age of 35 years, her husband still looks dashing despite the fine hairs on his face. “Yes, good enough to carry!” yells.
“Like I don't deserve you!” keluh Chrysanthemum. “Already, finish your food!”
“No want!”
“For what to order if not at meal?”
Carnations took a spoon and began to taste the food a little. She lifted her plate and thrust it at her husband. “Spend,” he said spoiledly.
The chrysanthemum simply exhales and receives the wife's plate. He began to finish off the rest of the wife's food.
“Start tomorrow, we run in the morning.”
“Aren't you diligent in running on a treadmill?”
“Ya, but tomorrow we run in the jogging park.”
“Oh, do you want to run in the park?”
“With you.”
“No want!”
“Why not? I'm a lot older than you. Don't let you be younger but look older than me!” chrysanthemum teasing in a joking tone.
“Only! It's obvious that I still look like a teenager! Come to think of it, I was a fool to get married at a very young age. Being lied to by Om-Om to get married. Om-Om old connoisseur young!” cycad Carnation.
“Aish! Your mouth! Really should be taught a lesson!”
Carnations just chuckle. They are often ridiculed each other because of their age which is quite far adrift.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” anyelir asked awkwardly stared intensely by her husband.
“It's okay. I just miss you like this.”
Carnations berdahem. Yes, he was well aware of how spoiled he was on Chrysanthemum back then.
“Why not continue eating?” ask Carnation.
“Not delicious," replied Chrysanthemum.
“Really?”
“Yes, suddenly it's not delicious. There is something even more delicious.”
Carnation circulated her eyes on the table, she saw the food Chrysanthemum ordered was up. Only his ordered food remained that had not been spent by Chrysanthemum. “What's more delicious?”
“You,” said Chrysanthemum did not take off his gaze on the wife.
Carnations just widen his eyes. “Already. Let's just go. Later do not rush to come to the charity night event.”
“Ayo,” said Chrysanthemum while standing.
They went to a boutique. A place that no one has been to before.
“What's this turn?”
“Butik belongs to Antonio Dandora, designer from Italy.”
“You never brought me here? What's with the other woman you're here?” tanya Anyelir squinted her eyes.
“Antonio just arrived a year ago. I happen to be working with him. Don't think that strange.”
Carnations only advanced her lips. This cannot be separated from the sight of Chrysanthemum. He smiled at the jealous wife. Yes, Carnations are jealous. Meanwhile, he should not be jealous of the reason, Carnations will only worship the ginseng country artists. Although, in reality, he is more possessive than his wife.
They entered the boutique. They were greeted by a servant who did not look like a local. The waiter looked so young with blonde hair, white skin and blue eyes. The waiter let them into the boutique.
“This dress is suitable for you,” said the waiter with a pink dress.
“Fross Grass, bring me the dress,” Chrysanthemum's word.
“But, Mr. Antonio said not to take out the dress,” refused the maid.
“I want that dress!” krian said firmly. “Tell her, I took the dress!”
The waiter looked confused. Antonio said the dress would not be sold. While in front of him, the man he knew was very close to his boss.
“Bring me!” chrysanthemum again.
Inevitably, the boutique waitress enters Antonio's study. Inside the boutique was only himself, the owner was outside the city.
“Do not force, I can use any dress,” whispered Carnations on Chrysanthemum.
“You should wear the most special dress,” said Krisan with a big smile. He wanted to introduce Carnations that they were a married couple.
It didn't take long, the waiter brought a bottle green dress. The dress is open on the right shoulder. There is a flower on the side of the closed shoulder. Carnations are quite fascinated with the dress brought by the waiter.
“Try,” whispered Chrysanthemum.
Carnations glanced at the husband. Then followed the waiter into the dressing room. Carnations began taking off her clothes and trying on the dress. A dress that fits perfectly on her body. A slender waist wrapped in a cross grass dress.
The servant left the Carnation alone. Carnations stared at her reflection in the mirror. She took the lipstick from inside her bag and applied it to her lips. Lipstick red and makeup that still adheres perfectly, do not need himself to add excessive makeup.
The chrysanthemum came to the woman. He also looked at his wife in the mirror. Always fascinated by the beauty that his wife has. Clothes that he thought were not too open. Only one shoulder is visible. He stepped closer, and in the end hugged Carnation from behind. "Very beautiful" she praised as she inhaled the scent of carnations' hair.
Carnations just smile. Her body was rotated by her husband. Now they face each other. "I'm getting less willing to show you in public."
"You want me locked up in a cage?"
The chrysanthemum just exhales slowly. He shook his head. "No."
Chrysanthemum stared in the bead of his lover's eyes. He couldn't stand the red lips of his lover. "Your lips are too red."
"really? Doesn't fit?" ask Carnation. She tried to take off her husband's embrace. Intend to take a tissue and remove the lipstick on her lips.
"Where are you going?" ask Chrysanthemum.
"Take tissue. Didn't you say my lipstick color was too red?"
Chrysanthemum pulled the hand of Carnation, his hand clasped tightly to the waist of the wife steadily. "I know how to make the color, so it's not so red" he whispered and kissed his wife.
Carnations can only follow the husband's game. Chrysanthemums do not give Carnations a chance to remove their lip links.
Chrysanthemum hands begin to be unconditioned. From the waist and continue to follow the curves of the wife's body.
After being satisfied to scoop a red color on the lips of the wife, Chrysanthemum stick his forehead on the forehead of Carnations. "May I ask for my rights as husband tonight?" she shrieked clearly with a voice restraining something enormous.