Wife Sense of Depcollector
Chapter 135: Outdoor Cafe

Rey's reply was so flat, making Asma chuckle softly. The step of the husband's feet away from him, but it does not matter because he immediately followed, then without permission to hold the hand of the husband. "Mr Refrigerator can suck too, huh? Gini, let's go find an ice cream shop. Relax, I'll deal."

"Do I look like I can't pay?" sindir Rey glanced at Asma annoyed, but the woman was trying to persuade her.

Men are harder to calm down. I don't know what it's gonna be? The rest of the time before the reception must have felt longer. Both walk to the park area which is at once adjacent to the outdoor cafe with a beach view in the distance there. Exotic and fast to be a place of moments together.

Asma waved at a waiter, as soon as she found a suitable place to just hang out. While Rey was still paying attention by pulling up a chair for where she was sitting, "Thank you, Mr. Fridge. Please sit!"

"Hmmm, why don't you answer me a question?" tanya Rey sat in another chair facing Asthma. The two linked eyes to each other trying to trace the depth of common sense that increasingly shackled feelings of love.

There was no answer, the woman ordered unhealthy food and drinks and ice cream as desired by the heart. Thus distracting Rey who could only shake her head in astonishment. The selected diet of Asthma is completely unpredictable.

Pizza, burger, steak, BBQ sauce pasta, ten-level specialty grilled fish, baked satay seasoning. Mixed ice, fruit soup, cappucino coffee, and ice cream. Who wants to eat and drink that much? They were just the two of them, but ordering was like coming troupe.

"Are you willing to eat all that?" Rey stared fixed bead eyes of his wife, he tried to convince himself that everything that has been ordered can be exhausted and not redundant.

It is not a matter of money to be spent, but he does not want to overeat because it is not a good suggestion. Especially as a husband has an obligation to remind a wife who is in bad fashion to enjoy unhealthy food.

A thin smile adorned the face, "Ralat. We'll eat it all. Not me or you. Btw, why are you eating it so little? Most guys eat a lot of food."

"That question, you see. No other questions ...," Rey's sergeant was just teasing Asthma, he understood the woman wanted to shift the conversation to something that could change the mood for the better.

His wife shook her head for sure, making him have to relax with a new direction that seemed better than tension. "Darling, I'm used to eating while working. Not necessarily the schedule, sometimes Bagas to the rich nagging mother-mak."

The attention of a friend is an amazing sense of brother. Without having to be explained, Asma could imagine how the nagging Ka Bagas. Actually, people who have great affection still need the right partner. Is not the human nature of the matchmaking complement each other?

"Emak aja, can lose to Ka Bagas if again the lecture. That's what it means, Mom?" Asma chuckled softly with the ambiguous question that was thrown away, she herself realized how Bagas always animates every character in an emotional world.

The sparkle of happiness that again shone in the eyes of the wife, making Rey follow the flow of chatter with a conversation that was so relaxed. Character is very rarely issued, but today managed to be a reason for togetherness like the two friends who have not met for a long time.

The waiter returned with an order. One by one the plates are placed on the table, but because the food and drinks ordered are quite a lot while the choice of small places aka minimalist type. Eventually some of the menus were left fixed on the trolley of the food delivery table.

The steaming white steam spreads the scent of delicious food. On the table is available food that must be eaten while still warm. Like steak, BBQ sauce pasta, ten-level specialty grilled fish, grilled satay seasoning rujak. Accompanied by refreshing mixed ice. Other foods are still in separate places.

"Mas, you want to bet?" chirp Asma shifted the position of the ten-level special grilled fish to the front of him and swapped the steak in front of Rey who would have been accustomed to eating that one menu.

Rey raised an eyebrow and looked at his wife not understanding, "Better? Do you want to learn to play cards? Don't be weird."

God, why does that guy have such a narrow mind? What all bets should be on the gambling table. Ain't ya? Not wanting to be provoked by emotions, Asthma inhales air deeply, then exhales slowly. Mood changes that are too sudden, make him keep himself safe to control.

"That's it, free of charge." Take a little fish meat grilled tail, then apply the spice sauce that smells fresh pineapple. "Pray first! Aaaa ...,"

The outstretched hand thrusting out a small piece of grilled fish meat received Rey happily. The first meal tasted so delicious. Sometimes he forgets the habit of his wife who likes to eat together. Especially because the busyness is getting, it actually reduces the schedule of togetherness of the two of them. Late afternoon with the warmth of a wife's concern for her husband.

Bribes by mouth give each other support and favors for affection. The couple is so romantic that they unknowingly become the center of attention of many people. Including someone who tries to make sure his eyesight is not the fault of people. Hands repeatedly rubbed their eyes, but the view ahead by seven meters was still the same.

"Mas! What are you looking at?" asked a woman scolding her husband who was somehow busy staring at what. Curiosity makes him turn to look into the eyes of the man, but like other customers that can be a goal.

Are romantic couples busy with bribes? Or a big family celebrating a child's birthday? It could be other customers who are between the boundaries of the eye. Although at first glance there is a face that is not foreign, still he did not get an answer from certainty.

"Dad! Mama! Can Niko play?" a boy looks at his parents who turn to each other, he does not understand why adults always behave like enemies and often manyun.

He wiped the head of the son sitting to his right, "Non't go far. Careful play."

Permission from his father, making the child soaring with excitement down from the chair that felt boring. The food ordered is still waiting for the delivery process so it can be interspersed to enjoy the scenery around. However, not for the man with a rhythmic heartbeat.

Dag, dig, dug. A truly audible heartbeat sound without having to put your hands in front of your chest. "Do we have to continue this forced marriage? Look, many couples love each other but us? Let alone to love, to cherish each other not."

"Malongering! Don't start again, we're here for Niko" Citra said as she turned left. He didn't want to argue in public places that ended up embarrassing himself.