Married A Blind Heir
Chapter.38 Meet

Tonight is the time for Laras to come to the party with Dion. Since this afternoon, Laras has been preparing with the help of Mami.

"If it's beautiful, want to dress up anyway, still a pretty," said Mami while staring at the appearance of Laras who was neat with makeup.

Do not imagine if Laras will wear a beautiful dress with soft makeup or clothes that show the curves of his body. Not at all. Currently, Laras is wearing a white coat stelan with hair he ties a ponytail and glasses as a complement. The makeup was made a little firm to make the face line Laras more visible.

"Thank you, Mommy. This is also because Mami helped me," Laras replied with a happy smile.

"The secretaries should dress up like this, do not even compete to raise skirts until sometimes mami feel embarrassed to see it," upset Mami when remembering several times met her husband's sexy coworking secretary.

"If you're a gini, it's more like a bodiguard, not a secretary, Mami." Dion, who was also neat with his suit, seemed to just enter the room Laras, whose door was not tightly closed.

Laras and Mami immediately stopped the conversation while glancing at Dion's arrival. They followed Dion's steps until he sat on Laras' bed with his rest.

"Where is a bodyguard as beautiful as this. Isn't that right, Race?" said Mami while still tidying up the appearance of Laras.

Laras chuckles, he chooses not to answer, rather than having to choose between mother and child who always argue even though they love each other.

"It's ready, right? Mending we leave now, afraid we will be late," said Dion while staring at the face of Ayu Laras from the mirror reflection.

"It's done. Just wear shoes and choose a bag, you can leave after that," replied Mami as she walked quickly to the pile of shoes and bags that have been prepared since this morning. The middle-aged woman chose so carefully then gave it to Laras to try.

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Dion and Laras get off together from a luxury car owned by Dion. The two were seen standing next to the car, right at the end of the red carpet that welcomed the guests. Of course, their arrival attracted the attention of the other guests, considering that during this time, Dion rarely replaced his father in attending parties.

"Are you ready?" muttered Dion in a quiet voice, until it could only be heard by Laras.

"Heem," nodded Laras while circulating his gaze, looking at the current situation.

Dion smiled faintly and then began to walk hand in hand with Laras who also seemed to walk with agun and confident, the aura exuded by the two was even able to make the staff and guests they passed by, which they passed by, holding his eyes to see.

"Isn't that Dion Atmadja? The son of France Atmadja, a businessman and businessman with many shares spread in large companies?"

"This is the first time, Dion Atmadja is attending a party from a business associate. Normally, he would only be represented by his personal assistants."

"About, who is the woman walking beside him? He looked resolute and authoritative, even his aura could match Dion."

"Was that woman his lover Dion Atmadja? Hasn't she been rumored to have a relationship with any woman for a long time?"

"Cannot be. That woman, looks better suited to be a bodyguard or an assistant."

There are many more assumptions from most people who know the true identity of a Dion. The figure of Laras who made them pangling, given his appearance that was much different from when replacing Ervin first, made them become curious.

The arrival of Laras also makes all guests who are already in the party area distract for a moment, they race to greet and build a good relationship with Dion. More in short .. look for face.

"This is what makes me lazy to attend the party" whispered Dion as she showed a lazy face. Both hands felt in his pocket, only occasionally he took out when receiving greetings from fellow businessmen, even with a forced face.

"The hypocrites who put on friendly masks and indulge in sweet words only to seduce the guests with higher strata. Disgusts." Dion was horrified while circulating his gaze in any direction. However, it is so, people build relationships, with many masks on the face and ignore conscience and sincerity. All for the sake of an object called .. money.

"Stay no need to see, what is difficult," said Laras, who had to return a thin smile to a man who had just arrived.

"Can't do it, later they consider me arrogant dong," he whispered again after the man who greeted him left.

"What were you doing earlier, heh? Just a smile with shaman doang, the rest of me also talk to them," annoyed Laras.

"I intend to pretend to be your secretary, this is even a real secretary. Ck!" connect Laras again while screeching.

Dion chuckled softly while scratching the back of his head without any guilt. Then he relaxed. "Benefitin little brother retorted, besides you also again benefitin me to meet the son of a jerk."

"Ck!" Barrel rolled his eyeballs, panted. Dion's mouth sometimes likes to forget to be filtered if you talk to him again. However, it did not at all make Baras feel uncomfortable. Already used .. maybe that word is now suitable to describe their relationship.

Without the two of them noticing, from one corner of the party room, a pair of eyes had been watching them ever since the two of them had entered. He never even let go of his eyes, even for a second.

Ervin.

Yes, that man who now continues to make Laras as the target of his sharp eyes. Ervin even continues to ignore people who want to greet him, in order not to lose a pair of human children who continue to disturb his mind.

"Isn't that the man I met at the airport at the time?" murmured Ervin while watching Dion's face.

"So he's Dion Atmadja. Quickly, his face felt familiar at that time," continued Ervin again.

"But why is the woman crying in front of the gate with him?" Now Ervin turned his attention to Laras.

"Is she the same woman I met at the airport? If it's true, then that woman is Dion Atmadja's wife?" The frown on Ervin's forehead looked deeper and deeper, as questions filled his head.

"If she really was Dion's wife, then why would she force her way into my house and cry in front of my gate?" Ervin was getting more confused.

Long watching, Ervin finally began to step on his feet, with a look toward Laras. He wanted to find out what really happened, and who exactly was that woman? If they knew each other, why was there no memory of that woman in his head?

"Dion, he started walking here." Laras whispered in panic when he saw Ervin starting to approach. Yes, actually since entering the party room, Laras had seen Ervin's whereabouts. Laras also already knew, if since then Ervin continues to pay attention to him and Dion. However, he pretended to be indifferent.

"Leave it, isn't that what you want?" dion replied casually.

"Don't be too uptight, be as natural as possible and turn your face, don't look at him, or he'll realize that we've been watching him since, '" Dion said.

"Yes. Bawel really, it's like grandfathers," cebik Laras even though he can not go anywhere.

"Good night, Mr. Dion, how are you?" Ervin extended his hand in front of Dion. Complete with a charming smile on his face.

Meanwhile, Laras tries hard to control himself in front of the man he now so desperately wants to meet. However, once their distance was close, his lips became twisted with his body stiffening all over. There was only a heart debate that was speeding up inside his chest.

How'this?