Companion To Paris
[ Extra part] Enchanted
Fikar sighed unable to win against Biema.
"As for you, but I beg you very ... Please don't make a glaring mess when I'm around" Fikar said furiously.
"You envious?" biema asked like a sneer. Paris slapped her husband's arm. He did not want to follow Fikar.
"Yes. Satisfied?" sahut Fikar. He claimed to stop the joke of his boss and his friend. Biema smiled feeling victorious.
"alright. What's up?"
"I have made a letter of agreement with Candika. You said you wanted to clean it up." Fikar showed the file in his hand.
"Oh, yeah. Give it to me," pinta Biema. Fikar walked over to the table and handed it over. "There again?"
"No. Just continue with your activities, I will go out," said Fikar Sanan slightly sneering. Biema smile. Paris pretended to tidy up her hair.
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As Biema promised. He would take his wife for a walk. After the work time was over, Biema and Paris did not immediately go home. They're driving around town.
"We'll eat first?" fresh Biema.
"Eat in the town square only. All the streets there," pinta Paris.
"Can." Biema. This place has always been a place full of memories. It's actually a favorite place of her sister-in-law Paris. Paris is addictive. He also invited Biema to get used to this place.
After parking the car, they headed to the local food sales area.
"Hmm?" Biema shows her arm ready for Paris. Paris' lips smiled amusedly. This man wanted her to hug his arm.
"Yes. I'm gonna wrap my arms around here and hug her." Paris knows that. Without asking, he would actually do it. But this man with his cute face asked.
They also walked in unison.
"What do you want to eat?" biema asked while fixing his wife's hair.
After eating rice, Paris was interested in colorful fruits in the current container booth.
"I want fruit" pointed Paris at the storefront.
"Come, come. Fresh fruit. Fresh fruit." The brother who saw Biema immediately peddled his sales with enthusiasm. Biema and Paris are approaching.
"What fruit do you want?" ask Biema.
"Mmmm .. first eat mango. That's sweet yeah, Bang." Paris immediately requested his brother.
"Yes. It's all sweet Neng." Brother immediately took the mango fruit that is still not peeled. Then take a knife and peel it off quickly.
"It's an expert, right?" Paris pointed to Abang who peeled the fruit like an experience chef. Biema. Paris looked pleased to see the dexterity of cutting fruit.
Suddenly Biema's hand covered the direction of Paris.
"Hey, what are you doing?" ask Paris in surprise. The brother who was preparing mangoes for Paris was also surprised by this man's behavior.
"I'm saving you."
"Save what?" ask Paris for wonder.
"From my anger."
"Huh? Anger? Why are you angry?" asked Paris with a flat face not understanding at all. "Please get your hands off." Paris put away Biema's hand which was right in front of her. But Biema again covered the direction of his wife's view. "Hey, please move your hand. I can't see, Biem .." Pinta Paris repeatedly.
"No."
"no? What the hell are you?" ask Paris in wonder.
"Don't look at another man" Biema said, growling. Paris snorting.
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