LAMHA AND MR. EL
Dinners

Along the way there was no conversation between Mr. El and Lamha. They are both silent, Lamha who sees the streets at night and Mr. El who focuses on driving. Up to an hour drive, they finally arrived at the wedding venue of one of Mr. El's colleagues.

"Come on." Invite Mr. El after they get out of the car. Lamha nodded then tidied up her clothes and then walked behind Mr. El. Suddenly, El stopped his steps. And spontaneously Lamha stopped.

"What's up, sir?" Ask Lamha.

"There is less." Said Mr. El.

"What?" Lamha asked confused.

"This" said Mr. El while wrapping Lamha's hands in his arms so that now they join together like other married couples. Lamha was surprised but a second later hurriedly lowered his gaze as master El smiled towards him.

"Why? You don't like to join hands with me?" Ask Mr. El.

"Like you sir." Lamha replied nervously.

"Rilex only. I'm by your side." Said Mr. El while looking in Lamha's eyes.

"Yes" answered Lamha. To be honest he wasn't nervous about attending this party, but he was nervous because tonight Mr. El looks so handsome and is being nice to him.

Mister El and Lamha walked hand in hand tightly making all pairs of looking eyes feel envious of their closeness. But not a few also look strange because of the clothes of Lamha are all covered. But not infrequently who stared in admiration at Lamha who despite wearing all-enclosed clothes, but her beauty was so perfectly radiated. And when there was a man looking at Lamha, Mr. El was more and more possessive to tighten his arm until it looked very attached and inseparable. Until in the end they arrive at the bride who is opposite in the guarantee. Mr. El congratulates his colleague on the wedding. And sure enough, the friend of Mr. El was very surprised because it turned out that Mr. El was married again, especially the one who became his wife was a Muslimah who closed his body perfectly. Totally beyond his expectations.

After congratulating his business colleague and best friend, Mr. El immediately said goodbye to go home because he felt uncomfortable seeing many men who looked at Lamha with a look of admiration. Lamha who was actually feeling hungry was a little disappointed because master El immediately invited her home. Lamha thought that master El was ashamed to linger in bringing her to the party. He complied, but bent his face. Although covered in a veil, Mr. El knew Lamha was sulking.

"Why?" Ask Mr. El when they get in the car.

"That's all right." replied Lamha.

"You're not good at lying, tell me what's going on?" Ask Mr. El.

"It's okay." Reply Lamha kekeh.

"Yes" said Mr. El. After that he typed something on his phone and after getting a reply, he immediately drove his car across the streets of the capital at night.

Thirty minutes later they reached a five-star restaurant.

"Sir, where are you here?" Lamha asked confused.

"Eat" replied Mr. El. After that they got out of the car. And again the Lord El wrapped Lamha's hand on his arm to go back together. Upon entering the restaurant, the waiters greeted them kindly and politely. They bowed respectfully making Lamha feel strange because she thought it was too much.

"Here is your seat, sir" said a servant who showed me a place that Mr. El had previously reserved.

Whether because of Lamha's feelings or because it was night time, the place was all empty, no other buyers there came but him and Mr. El. Lamha did not know that Mr. El had bocked the entire room, so that no one occupied it. Tonight Mr. El wants a romantic dinner with Lamha without anyone bothering him.

After waiting for a few minutes, the ordered food finally came. Then the servant left after putting the food on the table of Mr. El.

Lamha looked troubled while cutting her steak, and all that could not be separated from the vision of Mr. El.

"You want help?" haggard mr. El.

"I can do it myself" Lamha refused. Mr. El shook his head small, feeling anxious with Lamha's expensive selling attitude to him. He shifted his chair until he was clinging to Lamha's chair. Gently Mr. El extended his hand to Lamha's hand to teach her how to cut the right steak.

Lamha's chest seemed to want to explode when the breath of Mr. El hit his cheek, a strange rumble flowed inside him not when Mr. El close his body until there was no distance between them. His heartbeat raced harder than usual as Mr. El cupped his face to face him.

Lamha's confusion endured the turmoil as Mr. El brought his face closer until the chewy object actually landed on his lips. He gave up and finally closed his eyes, resigned as well as enjoying the sip of Mr. El who felt increasingly deeper into exploring each cavity of his mouth. His body seemed to float, the gentle sweep of Mr. El's lips on his lips created an overflowing sigh and happiness.

Similarly, felt by Mr. El who is now deepening his kiss, he seems to forget himself if there is Mia who is waiting for certainty from him. Mr. El was really made intoxicated by Lamha's sweet lips which always made him addicted to taste it again and again. And in the end Mr. El was forced to remove the link when he felt he had run out of oxygen stock.

Mr. El looked at Lamha's blushing face which was now looking down in embarrassment. She saw Lamha's lips that were slightly swollen because she was too excited while enjoying the red curvy thing. Ah, if so, Lamha looks so adorable!

"Eat first." said Mr. El trying to eliminate his nervousness.

"I-iya sir" Lamha replied.

"Call Mas" said Mr. El.

"I-iya mas" said Lamha. After that they continued their romantic dinner. And when he finished, Mr. El took Lamha and brought him 8near the man who was playing the piano.

"Where are you going?" ask Lamha.

"Dance." said Mr. El.

"here?" ask Lamha.

"Well, do you want to dance with me?" ask Mr. El.

"Lamha shy mas. Lamha also can't dance." replied Lamha.

"It's okay, I teach you. There's no one here, just a piano player." persuaded Mr. El.

"But..."

"Dear dear.." said Mr. El softly. His body half crouched down then master El stretched out his hand asking Lamha to dance with him.

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Ooo... has it started, dear? eh scales again miss the charm of Lamha nih story.