Companion To Paris
Paris is actually

Around 1 o'clock, Biema's car was parked around the school. This afternoon he was waiting for Paris to go home to school. His head tried to look out the window. Looking for the girl emerged from the many students scattered.

Not long after the girl showed up. Paris is not alone. She was with Sandra and some of her male friends. Biema thought the girl immediately realized her arrival. Apparently not. Paris stopped and chatted with them. Even Sandra was not aware of her brother's car.

"Why is he still chatting with them," Biema grumbled as she continued to look towards them. Despite the grumbling, he remained patiently waiting. Paris was still busy pushing her friend on the sidewalk. Don't forget that sometimes his lips are loose. That's the real Paris side. High School Girl is on a bloom.

It was so nice to see that girl's side. Biema's lips smiled at him.

Did I mess up the flowers? muttered Biema realized that she was cutting off the life of a Parisian teenager. Although that was not the purpose of marrying her. Biema breathed. The laughter of Paris is heard. The girl's face was so cheerful. Biema's lips smiled again.

Suddenly Biema puffed out her smile. A male friend approached and played the tied tail of Paris' hair. Paris glared and hit the guy's arm. Both Biema's eyes narrowed. Looking at that guy with sharp eyes.

"Why did the boy touch Paris ...." Biema's hand holding the steering wheel gripped tightly. This man was furious to see the incident just now.

Wait, is it weird that I get jealous because of those high school kids? biema asked inwardly aware of her attitude just now. Biema's head shook his head. Wiped out his mind just now. But when she saw Paris was joking with her male friend, Biema felt uneasy.

Hhh .. It seems like I am indeed being bothered with those boys. Biema smiled, realizing the state of her heart. His hand touched the dial on the cell phone, then called Paris.

"Hurry in the car. I've been there and waiting for you a long time."

"Huh? Really true?" ask Paris in surprise. His head looked around. Find out where Biema is. He saw that Biema's car was not far from him. "I saw you."

"Why?" ask Sandra.

"Your brother has come. He said it from before."

"really? Where's?" ask Sandra.

Paris smiles. "Your reaction is the same as mine. He's right there." With his chin Paris pointed at Biema. After finding out where her sister's car was, Sandra waved her hand. They both approached Biema.

"Hello, sister ..."

"Hello."

"I'm coming home, aren't I? The driver did not pick me up. I said just come with my sister," Sandra said.

"alright. Quick in. I'd like to take Paris to the office."

"Huh? Why?" asked Paris while looking at Biema quickly. She doesn't know Biema has an event to take her to the office.

"Let me tell you when we get there" Biema said. Paris frowned upon hearing this sudden invitation.

"As I recall, the company's anniversary was yesterday. Why are we just preparing today? It's a weekend anyway. I'm surprised you forced yourself to work" asked Fikar, handing over the documents that needed to be signed to Biema.

"This is for Paris" Biema said calmly as she received Fikar's sodoran.

"The paris? What does the company's birthday preparation have to do with your wife?" ask Fikar wonder. He was still standing in front of Biema's desk.

"The relationship is ... " Biema. "Tomorrow is a school holiday. I want Paris to be here from the beginning of the party preparations. If I had a party today, Paris wouldn't have been able to keep up with the preparation process from the beginning because she had to go to school." Biema looked down again. Read documents that need to be signed carefully.

"Can't you tell him not to go to school?"

"Stupid? She definitely doesn't want to."

"That's not the point. I want her to be involved in the party preparation process because I will introduce her as my wife later. Paris should know how this company is doing."

"So you'll be announcing your status soon?" ask Fikar. Biema nodded without looking. "Have you talked about this with Paris?" search Fikar.

"Yet. I haven't told Paris this."

"I think you better talk about it first. Not that I want to stop you from publishing Paris as your wife. I have no right to that. But ... seeing you two getting married because of an arranged marriage, I think it's a little different from most married couples."

Biema who had since lowered her gaze on the document, now looked up again. "What do you mean?"

"Maybe you forgot that you two got married without any love. All I know is that way. That girl is still in school." Biema's eyebrows pucker up hearing Fikar speak. "You also don't know for sure about the true feelings of Paris. Does he agree to this? About your status I mean."

"I'm not going to announce my wedding at the company party. I just introduced Paris as my lover to my employees."

Fikar. "I was worried."

Biema's lips were silent. His brain turned to think about what Fikar said just now.

"You're right. I haven't been sure about how she feels about me." Biema is aware that their relationship is getting closer, but there is no certainty that can be made a guarantee that Paris has loved her. "Where is he now?"

"I think he's in the hallway." Biema submitted the documents to Fikar. "She said she wanted to take a look."

"I'll accompany him around."

Meanwhile the eyeballs of Paris looked to the right and left. Some people seem busy preparing for something. He's not in the hallway anymore. His feet took him around. Today at Biema company there is preparation for the anniversary party. The company will celebrate his birthday. With Biema's permission, Fikar had already appointed several people who became the party preparation team. Not a big party, but it's important.

"Paris ...," scolded someone. Paris turned its body to the origin of the sound.

"Ah, Brother Lei." Paris gets a surprise with the appearance of this man.

"For what? How did it show up at this company?" Lei turned to the left right to see who was with this girl right now. Then look to Paris again.

"Yes. Want to help prepare for the anniversary of this company." Paris pointed to the people behind him who were busy. He's been told Biema about this company party.

"Ooh ... You're so close to Sandra, yeah ... Helping in his family's company as well. Moreover, you are still in uniform. Must have gone straight to school here." Lei pointed to Paris who was still wearing a uniform complete with a backpack and shoes.

"Yes. Haha ... Mumpung. All playing."

"Mmc ... Play is okay also to a company. Paris is unique." Paris' lips carved a smile at Lei's praise. He said it was a compliment. That's what he thought. "See the uniform, so remember the school. How is our school? Is it the same as before?" ask Lei.

"Yes. Everything remained the same as when Kak Lei was still in school."

"That means memories of the school can still be seen yes ... " Paris nodded. "You haven't changed either. Still same. Stay ... sweet as before."

Sweetie? Hearing this Paris blushed. But he tried to calm down.

Biema who was looking for Paris saw this girl. But he did not call when he saw Paris was with someone and smiled blush. Biema feels alien to Paris' unusual smile. The girl never smiled at him like that.