Wife Sense of Depcollector
Chapter 139: The Mood or the Feast?
Heat, more precisely pierced right into the heart. Fay's question is simple by reversing position. Instantly Satya leaned against the chair, her eyes were fixed on the couple who were sitting enjoying the cake together.
Up ahead, Asma takes her husband's spoiled bribe, then here? He could only stare without the right to stop. He realized that the reality was to love a married woman. If behind the position, of course not want to feel jealous like that burns his heart.
However, more than that, he is sane and cannot possibly think of more than liking the woman of his dreams. "Sorry, I was wrong. This feeling I'll forget for the sake of peace of heart."
"Good job, always remember that love does not mean having. Sometimes a one-sided love story is better told in a do'a. God willing we are calm and our loved ones get happiness. By the way, you guys want to go home tomorrow?" Fay patted Satya on the shoulder. It's just to give support.
Nau nodded while giving a small gift that had been stored since entering the reception. The gift was extended to Fay, "Ifii, can you love Ka Asma? I took it from someone, I don't know. It was just a nitip fitting in the parking lot."
Gift box the size of a ring box wrapped in dark blue paper. Who sent it? If you are already in the parking lot, surely you can enter the event and love your own card. Aye, right? Curiosity and questions can only be saved while receiving the gift from Nau's hands.
"You guys enjoy the party first, I'm going to Ka Asma." said Fay, then turned around and walked away from the children's table.
The gift box on his right hand was like something was wrong. The heart suddenly felt to be vigilant, but why is that? Among hundreds of guests. All the faces looked bright with happiness enjoying the event. Who chooses to leave a gift?
Dining table with familiar residents became the destination of Fay. The woman unshakably joins Rey, Asma, Mr. Axel, Jovanka and Bu Utari. I do not know what is being discussed because it looks relaxed without the burden of the mind. Just why there is no Bagas. Where did that one guy go?
"Fay!" Asma looked at her brother's flutter like confusion, "Who are you looking for? Ka Bagas's? He's coming out to pick someone up."
"No, Ka. Who says nyariin guy nyebelin cake that." elak Fay though actually a little curious where Bagas went.
Fay is not usually wrong. Didn't Ka Bagas just say that the relationship of the two people will soon be published. If so, is there anything that would upset his brother's heart? For clarity must be ensured so that things do not happen outside expectations.
He was happy with the beginning of the relationship Bagas and Fay. Even so does not mean it will swallow the situation raw. Relationships should have chemistry and trust each other. There is no condition or reason for a request to fight.
"Hm. Bummer huh? Yes, no need to search. Just be quiet here with us." said Asma without wanting to extend his argument. In front of the crowd, you have to behave appropriately.
The debate that had not yet begun but had already ended turned into silence until the sweet voice distracted everyone.
"Aunty, eat yuk! From earlier Papa was just diem, not understanding ...," Jovanka chuckled Axel slowly. They are both in fast fashion, but as usual. That girl had a way of attracting his attention.
Even though at the table there are already several types of food that are certainly friendly to all stomachs of different ages. Why do you still want to find food? Kan can eat what is there, but the sour face of the little girl makes Asthma extend her right hand which is immediately greeted by the happy cry of a child.
Jovanka ran despite a few steps approaching the place where Asma was sitting across the table. The embrace of the body that is always gently fragrant calms. Anyone who sees must think mother and son are affectionate. Especially when Asma raised Jovanka to sit on her lap.
"Honey, where did your sweet smile go? Did someone steal it?" goda Asma meant it, while the one asked glanced forward looking at Mr. Axel who was still silent did not want to interfere.
The situation was a little tense even Rey let her interact without interruption from him. She can see how Asthma is ready to be a mother of all aspects, although sometimes a bit creepy when it is silent mode.
Axel let out a long sigh, then took out a plate of cake, then scooped. "Sorry Papa, yes. Let's eat!" Her hands were outstretched but Jovanka still remained silent. "Jovanka, Unfortunately Papa. Papa's really sorry."
It does not seem like a trivial problem so Jovanka is reluctant to facilitate the apology of the father. Seeing that, Rey approached the little girl, then rubbed her head while whispering something that made Asma hold her breath.
I'd love to protest, but that's it. It's safe and in control, so nothing will happen. Shoulda-so. Especially after getting a whisper, Jovanka came down from her lap and came back to Axel to take a cake feed. Cuddling as a form of peace.
"Mas, what did you promise? Don't be weird." he whispered by pretending to grab a drink in front of Rey. Her husband just rolled his naughty eyes. "Patience, Mr. refrigerator comeback."
The murmur of Asthma was so soft that no one heard. The togetherness at the table did not escape the eyes of someone who was watching from a distance. The feet that stand on the party ground must even exert all efforts. Who would have thought that such a lavish event was arranged without any flaws.
Suddenly the touch of his hand surprised him, suddenly he turned back to welcome a tray containing drinks. "Attract to the cocktail table! Back again." Want, do not want to just nod understanding, then walk away from the place of food and drinks.
Footsteps that are getting forward with a heartbeat are not because of. The once burning taste still exists. Is his love that big? Missing in the heart is unable to hold back. Want to get closer, then hug the body wrapped in a beautiful dress while chatting with important people.
His hands trembled until the tray began to sway unbalanced. Like people who are sick because they are not strong enough to withstand a load that is not much. The place he was headed past the event owner's desk, suddenly made it even more unbecoming. Especially every time the thin smile of the owner of the most flattering brown netra adorns a sweet face.
"Hubby, can we build a house by the beach?" tanya Asma is just a fad with the trajectory of ideas that always come without permission.
The sparkle of the wife's eyes throughout the event never faded. It made Rey realize that the beach is one of his wife's favorite places. Let alone the house by the beach. As long as he is able, of course any desire Asthma will be realized without thinking twice.
"Why not, what kind of house does my wife want? Can be chatted with office architects, but what should be the beach here? Or go on another beach?" reply Rey without having to think about the costs that will be incurred.
At the same time, his eyes unintentionally saw the waiter carrying the tray like he was not strong. He quickly got up from his seat and swiftly helped hold the tray. "You're okay? If you are sick, do not strain. The waiter!"
Rey calls another waitress who happens to be passing by, then puts a tray on a table that happens to be empty. As a human being, of course, the obligation to care for others. Moreover, the servant who was before him was like he was in shock. Although I don't know the cause. He can only help.
"Yes, sir." said another waiter as he stood facing the owner of the show.
Rey raised her hand, then called for someone to do something. Then the call ended without any lengthy debate. "Fetch him into the examination room, and this job asks for another servant. Go!"
"Hubby! Can I go to the beach?" asma slightly raised her voice so Rey could hear.
*Please call for a foreign man who is now your husband. Is there still room in your heart for me? Sick to hear the call of a beloved to others and not to me.~murm the heart of a servant with both hands clenched tightly*.
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Sorry yes, a little late because it is less fit. 😌