GIRL IN RED
CHAPTER 338. PERFECT AND COMPATIBLE
Everyone's eyes turned towards the Emir and Arimbi, many of whom were surprised by the Emir's long-dead presence of social activities. And what was even more surprising was that she walked upright holding Arimbi by her side, the woman shining in a luxurious red dress she wore.
The couple looked perfect and harmonious, the handsome man and the woman were very beautiful. Arimbi's smile is always charming as if hypnotizing everyone. A organizing committee rushed over, “Welcome Mr. Emir and Mrs Serkan!” sapanya greets both.
Arimbi behaved very elegantly, away from the bar-bar attitude he had been showing. The ethics course he followed turned out to make him turn into a lot of beautiful, rich and elegant female figures. One by one the guests greeted them. It's an honor for them to be able to greet the Emir because it's great to start.
All the people who come to this banquet are business people and leaders in large companies. This is the place where they will look for advance and establish business cooperation. Their arrival to this banquet was none other than to look for opportunities and business coalitions.
The presence of the Emir becomes a magnet for every pair of eyes that exist in that place. They looked at the Emir and Arimbi alternately. But the Emir who became the center of attention, almost all guests now can not be separated to look at the Emir. That attention makes Arimbi who continues to be on the Emir's side even more happy and proud.
The Emir took her in so calm and confidently. They are here with a clear status, along with a very perfect husband and idolized by many women. Arimbi squeezed the Emir's arm and the man glanced at him because he did not understand why Arimbi's grip became firmer.
“On the right, above the balcony.” whispered Arimbi who made the Emir glance towards the direction said by Arimbi. There was someone staring at them sharply. The Emir ignored and looked straight ahead again while walking with Arimbi greeting Emir's business partner.
Zivanna is on the balcony shown by Arimbi. The woman was with a man and appeared to be talking to two other men. They seemed to be talking very seriously and Zivanna simply responded with a smile. Zivanna's gaze returned to the bottom looking at Arimbi and Emir's back.
‘Bigger! Since when can Mr Emir walk? Aisss! Why must the lady be with him! I should have been by his side.’ growled.
“You're okay Zivannna?” ask the man who is none other than Marcel Arkatama.
“Ehm...I want to excuse yourself to the toilet for a while.” whispered to Marcel's ear then Zivanna immediately went from there and walked towards the backyard.
“Have you seen it?” the Emir asked as he carried Arimbi a bit away from the other guests. They are currently enjoying the food and drinks provided.
“But! Are you sure he dared to come here? Where will he get the invitation to enter this banquet?”
“Do you think?” ask Emir.
“Gio? How sorry is she to love a woman like Amanda? Love made him blind and forget himself!”
“Are you not like that too, my wife?” the Emir whispered his breath at Arimbi's neck.
“Emir! Don't tease me here! Do you want me to hang out in front of everyone?”
“You are the most shameless woman I have ever known.” Emir smiled.
“Indeed! And this shameless woman is pregnant with your child! This shameless woman makes you smile again and walk again!” arimbi said while smiling seductively.
“I can walk so I can finish you!” emir.
“Hehehe.....really? How long will it last you?” Arimbi twitched one eye.
“Arimbi! Don't overdo it!” said the Emir, incubating because his body has shown a reaction.
“You will prove it later! How long can I last! I warn you now, you're sorry or I'll keep you from waking up for three days.”
“Huuuuu....I'm afraid!” Arimbi put on a frightened feigned face that looked extremely adorable. Without them noticing Zivanna standing behind a tree not far from the table they listened to all their conversation. Both of his hands clenched tightly, the corners of his lips raised an evil grin.
The event had just begun and the guests were already seated at the already named table. Joana arrived there with her father. Fulfilling the luxurious dress she received this morning, her hair made a spiral model, natural color makeup makes her no less beautiful tonight. When he and his father just got out of the car, his father talked to his business partner who also just arrived.
Joana followed from behind, and Dion had just arrived. His eyes squinted at Joana who was standing at the entrance while playing with her phone. Dion's eyes scanned Joana who looked so beautiful tonight, the dress she wore revealing her dense and slim curves.
Dion swallowed his saliva, suddenly the shadow of the night appeared in his eyes. Every movement of Joana under his support, his sigh and the hand of Joana who gripped his hair until the claw of Joana's nails in his chest all appeared in his mind so that he made him look at Joana instantly.
“Welcome Mr. Harimurti! Let me take you to your table.” said a waiter.
“Thank you.” he said following the waiter, he still had time to turn to Joana who was still busy with her phone. Then Dion sat down at the table that was reserved for him.
Dion asked the waiter for alcohol, his eyes fixed on the romantic couple about five tables away from him.
‘Emir can stand? Since when?’ he thought he was watching the couple. Arimbi who was seen several times whispered in the Emir's ear while smiling sweetly.
“Fuuuhh! Fortunately there was still an empty chair.” The soft voice of someone sitting next to Dion made him turn his head and then gnashed his forehead. ‘That woman?’
“Sorry Sir! I can sit here, all the seats are filled. I was just a moment after I finished eating I went straight away.” said the woman.
By reflex Dion's hand gripped the woman's wrist firmly. He sat there without noticing who was sitting there.
With his leisure he sat in a chair next to Dion which he deliberately pulled closer so that no one else was sitting there. But, this woman bravely sat down and ate casually.
As the woman looked up to see who the person who was gripping her hand was, her eyes widened in shock. He swallowed the food that was stuck in his throat.
“T--Tu--Tuan Dion?” the woman's voice shook with fear. “Saa----”
Dion did not say anything, he just silently stared intently at the woman.
“Sa--- I'm sorry! To—please release my hand sir. I'm going to leave now. Ma—maaf!”
“Where are you?” dion's heavy voice rang out, but the look in his eyes could not be separated from the woman.
“Sa—saa---I sit somewhere else only. Im sorry. I was not accidentally.”
“Spend your food.”
“Heh?”
“Did you not hear me, Joana?” dion put his face close to Joana's ear. But--------- but
“Mr Harimurti!” a spoiled and soft voice made up suddenly sounded from the direction beside Dion. He turned his head without changing the position of his head that was still close to Joana's ear. While the woman was already goosebumps and cold sweat because Dion's hand was still gripping her wrist.