Companion To Paris
He's coming

Paris turned his head quickly to the origin of the voice he thought was no stranger. The man smiled as he approached Paris and Lei stood up.

"Biema!" hilariously Paris flabbergasted. Biema appeared with Fikar beside her.

Why is this guy here? It's not that he's in his office.

"Have you finished shopping, baby?" Biema repeated her question again to get a definitive answer from Paris.

"Y-yes" said Paris faltered in the end.

The appearance of this man alone has made Paris astonished, especially the affectionate words that are affixed in front of the question sentence earlier. This is really shocking.

This girl is not not not heard, it's just a call dear not used to heard by his ears. After all Paris still needed to gather her soul that was shocked by the appearance of this man here.

Lei looked around. After knowing that it was his superior, he nodded then to say hello.

"Good day, director and senior." As a polite subordinate, Lei had to greet his superior well.

"Yes" Biema said flat and coldly impressed. He confronted Lei without looking. "Have you bought any vegetables I like?" biema asked after seeing the trolley containing vegetables.

"Vegetables?" Paris wonder. So he still needed to think about finding an answer. His head lowered, until his gaze was fixed on the vegetables in the basket. "This?" paris asked, taking the vegetable and showing the man in wonder. Fikar who had come to look at the green vegetable grimaced.

"Yes. That's my favorite. You know very well what your husband likes" Biema said so clearly with a sweet smile. Fikar turned to Biema with his eyes round.

Her favorite? Just be right. Fikar shook his head hearing this man's sentence. Since when did he like vegetables?

"You also bought carrots? Surely you want to cook a delicious and healthy stir-fry for me. You are my sweet wife. So considerate of the husband," said Biema like she was drunk. He's raving. Until making Fikar glance at Paris. I want to see this girl's response.

Meanwhile Paris itself gawked at what Biema said. He's not used to it. Biema said about cooking? Did he forget that he was not good at cooking?

Biema did not stop staring. Still waiting for Paris to respond to his sentence.

"Ah right," said Paris pretending to understand. He tried to respond to Biema's sentence by following the plot that was being made by this man. Paris deliberately slipped a small laugh on the sidelines of his surprise that green broccoli vegetables are a favorite of this man. Also about him who likes to cook for his beloved husband.

He also laughs at himself because the fact is he buys broccoli just for a whim. He himself did not like it. This girl put the vegetable again in the basket.

"Ah, yes. Brother Lei will now find a place for lunch, won't he?" Paris reminds her ex to get out of here. "Let's a long break."

The sister? Biema looked at Lei with annoyance. How sweet did Paris call him?

"Yes, right. I almost forgot. Then I'm leaving. Excuse me," said Lei who understood that he had to get away from the two of them. Because it seemed, his superior did not like his existence. He understands that.

"Yes" said Paris relieved Lei to understand that he had to leave. Lei nodded slowly at Biema. This man just nodded small. Then noticed the young man twisting his body towards the exit of this place.

"Wait," prevent Biema. Lei's new legs until a few steps stopped. Almost simultaneously, Fikar and Paris turned to Biema. Both eyes looked astonished. Lei turned his body again to face the son of the owner of the company where he was apprenticed.

"Can we have lunch with you?" Paris and Fikar had rounded their eyes to hear that. Lei was silent for a moment. He must have been surprised. He knew Biema didn't like him.

"sorry. I can't."

"This is a special invitation from me." Paris had no idea why Biema had forced Lei to have lunch together. Paris' eyeballs glanced at Lei. The man looked calm despite being a little surprised. Fikar glanced at the two. He knows.

"Isn't Lei making a deal with someone else?" tanya Fikar deliberately made up the story as well She didn't want Biema and Lei to one table. Fikar gave a little code to get this guy to leave.

"No senior. I'm not having an appointment with a friend" said Lei, who apparently refused to leave after receiving an invitation that led to a challenge. Fikar clenched his hands feeling like he had failed to keep them both away.

Paris silence. He doesn't want to do anything. Although strange, he who had tried to expel Lei now chose silence.

"Alright if you insist, I will accept this lunch invitation," Lei said receiving a lunch invitation from his boss. Paris took a breath. Not relieved. She did not know for sure what made Biema suddenly appear at her shopping place. Because he also never told me about his shopping plan. How did this man know that Paris was here?

The invitation to eat is also suspicious. Maybe if there it wasn't Lei, who they knew was ex-Paris .... Lunch invitations look reasonable. Because Biema is a good boss. But this is a little suspicious because Paris knows, Biema was angry about this Lei. It was strange to invite him to lunch.

But Paris could not deliberately show his raunchy attitude to these people.

"alright. We'll have lunch together after my wife finishes shopping" Biema said, staring warmly at Paris. Paris. Throw away suspicious faces and smile. "We finish your shopping first."

"No. It's over" said Paris quickly.

"That's all?" point Biema at the contents of his wife's shopping cart. Paris. It's not much. Just vegetables and some other frozen food. His name is also not good at cooking. Buying frozen food is often the first choice.

"Yes," Paris lied.

There are many people who want to buy Paris. Like those tempting fruits. He has not chosen any of the types of fruit arranged beautifully there. But it's not because Biema showed up causing a bit of tension here.

"All right then. We pay for this and immediately find a place to eat lunch" Biema said.

"Yes." Yeah."

Paris was surprised to feel someone touching her waist. The look tries to know. Biema apparently wrapped her arms around her slender waist. This is nothing new. This guy did it when they met. But this time the touch felt different.

"Fikar can wait for us outside" Biema told Fikar to code him to take Lei away from there.

"Yes. Come, Lei. Let's go out first." Fikar understands. Lei did not ask. The man just followed.

"It's a surprise you're here." Paris has always wanted to say this. Now when they were just the two of them, Paris could tell. "Other than cooking. That's so confusing. I don't understand what you mean?"

"Nothing is hard to understand here. A wife often prepares healthy food for her husband" Biema said.

"But I'm not that kind of wife. I'm not good at cooking and spoiling you with delicious food" Paris said honestly.