Married Old Virgin Boss
20. Restless Trigger Trouble

Dea more often stands on the kitchen doorstep today, arguing that all restaurant waiter performance can be maximized. As a result, all employees became panicked, even could not just leha-leha for a while at a time when the restaurant was not too crowded.

However, instead of caring for all employees, Dea's eyes prefer to be centered on the man who always goes back and forth before her delivering orders: Ben. He still seemed very relaxed, even occasionally showing a smile to Dea who replied with a probing look.

In fact, the girl intends to find out who Ben will date. Dea had assumed that she would be invited, but given that the man asked her to go home first, Dea hesitated.

That guy has another lover?

That was what Dea had always thought so far after Ben's late admission, and instantly made the girl subconsciously squeeze the arm of the hand firmly.

Who is that guy? Dea asked again, inwardly.

He sees Ben's closeness to other women, and is indeed close. Ben is kind to everyone, and nothing is different. In fact, when Dea paid further attention, Ben's attitude was just as sweet to other girls as it was not accompanied by perverted temptations.

The man seemed to be liked by many of the eyes of the girls Ben was talking to, and Dea was even less comfortable with it. Ben's friendly attitude limits Dea's investigation of the existence of love location here.

So if so, there is one possibility that Ben has not actually broken up from his former lover. Dea squinted her eyes, staring suspiciously. After being convinced that he would not find anything important here, Dea chose to leave the kitchen door. Spontaneously, the sound of breathing puffs from everyone was heard.

Ben was nudged by one of his colleagues who whispered the question, “That's bini lo why did not the seintens before? Make horrified.”

Ben only shrugged both of his shoulders indifferently as his tramp continued to fill. He brought his face closer to the co-worker to whisper something.

...*...

Dea had checked the CCTV just to keep an eye on Ben, but until nightfall, the man showed no strange signs at all. He never even pulled out his phone at all.

Until, the time he had to go home, Dea could only walk lethargic leaving his room. As he passed the kitchen, Ben also seemed to be preparing to go home. It even reached out to Dea as if asking for something.

“Sini, De, let me anter home,” said Ben.

“Anter?” The sensitivity of Dea in Indonesian increases hearing this one word. Why didn't Ben say ‘home with’?

“Iya, let's not stray to another place.” Ben made clear his words followed by a faint smile.

Dea had rotated her lazy eyeballs, then handed over what the man had asked for. He prepares to go ahead, but Ben grabs his arm faster, so he can walk parallel.

“Dea weird today, any problem?” ask Ben, curious.

Dea shook his head lazily at first, “Ngak papa.”

“In the rules there is a ban on lying, De.” Ben moved his hand from Dea's wrist to the shoulder opposite the girl, so as to embrace the girl who stared back at him with those bulging eyes.

“You ... ish!” Dea flicked her shoes hard—marah—but Ben instead smiled gently.

They arrived at the parking lot, each heading to the opposite car door to enter the front seat. Ben first put on his seatbelt and started the engine before asking again.

“So, want to tell me what is the problem to make other employees tense all day?”

Dea did not immediately reply, choosing to turn her gaze the other way. Reluctant to tell the man that all day his mind was hampered by Ben's remarks about dating a girlfriend, while Dea was now escorted home.

A little unwillingness seeped into Dea's heart. The girl thought not out of jealousy, just simply .. reluctant money used dating by Ben with other women.

However, if Dea thought again. The money no longer belongs to him for paying for Ben's services. So, Dea shouldn't have the right to regulate the money.

But, still! Inner Dea refused if Ben was alone with another woman, staring intensely at each other with food, candles, and drinks on the table.

Dea is not willing if the money runs out just for .. shit! Why would Dea even think about having Ben's dinner with the girls if the problem was money?

Dea spontaneously struck her own temple to wake herself up. His mind is in the carousel! The girl had even more money. What Ben had was still too little. Dea's pongah soul was about to console, but it felt.

The girl shook her head violently, until something touched the top of her head, and was forced to turn her head towards Ben.

Dea immediately hit Ben's arm from his body, and put on a lazy expression.

“No need to support deket!” said Dea, cynical. He even showed his fists to the man, provoking a little laugh from Ben.

“What's the life, anyway? Magical.”

Ben seems to have never learned from the past, that this one girl is very sensitive asked age, then, the threat of the fist was immediately landed on Ben's shoulder. Caused a sick ringing out of the man.

“Astagfirullah, De ..” Ben clucked in amazement, but the interlocutor no longer chimed in.

Dea turned her eyes back out the window only to see the streets as tight as her head. The girl put her elbow on the window, and nibbled at the tip of her fingernail, confusedly reading the uncomfortable feeling inside. Dea was completely clueless with his current feelings. Upset, annoyed, and just wanting to see Ben suffer because it makes Dea act strange like this.

Until a ringing phone makes Dea move quickly glanced at Ben. The man picked up the phone without diverting it from the street. He seemed focused on listening to the speech of someone across the line.

Dea was curious, even subconsciously making herself somewhat inclined towards Ben in order to hear what the two were up to. However, nothing could be heard except Ben's own voice. As a result, Dea gets a suspicious look from her husband.

The girl immediately corners her sitting position, when she hears Ben talking to the caller.

“OK, I'll be there soon.”

Dea thinning lips, angry. His hands squeezing each other tightly diverted the annoyance, but could not help at all. When the call is turned off, Dea also opens her phone to look good with others and ignores Ben. Hoping, that the man would be a little curious and they could barter information.

However, until Dea's neck felt sore down, he did not get any questions from the husband. Dea snorting ticklish. He could only drop his phone on his thigh, lean lazily, then close his eyes to save energy.

Until Dea sensed there was something strange here. Why does the time to reach home feel so long? She thought it was just Dea's feeling, but as she opened her eyes slowly, she realized something was strange.

“Ben?” Dea called out in confusion, while the driver did not reply. He was more astonished, when the car stopped not where it should be.

The restaurant closed.

“Ngapain to here?”

“Suspended item, De. Temenin in, yes?” said Ben, who wanted no reply at all. He turned off the engine, opened his seatbelt, and got out of the car.

When Dea shows a cold wave reluctant to fulfill the request, Ben has opened the door for him. In fact, help remove the seat belt, and extend your hand. Dea was still reluctant, but seeing the boy's pitying face, she finally complied with Ben's request.

Dea had one of the restaurant keys, so could easily open it. Then, the door opened, Ben clasped the woman's hand as he entered, and closed the door as Dea was busy looking for a light switch.

When it was turned on, it appeared to be an empty room. Dea turns to Ben, gesturing for the man to search for his missing item.

“In the VIP room of his kayak, De,” said Ben, then pulled Dea there gently.

Dea was allowed to open the door first, then pushed it to display a strange-looking room, modelled on light from outside. Dea did not recognize his usual VIP room filled with several couches and tables in the middle.

The girl felt the wall, turned on the lights. Then, two chairs facing each other blocked a wooden table. On it there are two dishes containing steak, two legged glasses with red drinks in it, a pot containing roses, and also three candles to strengthen the romantic impression.

Dea was confused. Had felt a strong thump by a wish that this was prepared for her, but considering her chat with Ben last time, the girl was hesitant. He turned to ask, but his lips suddenly became faint when he saw the man he had always considered a labile teenager, now wearing a suit with an interior like a dark blue shirt.

The girl could only open her lips, confused as to what, while Ben ventured forward until Dea had to retreat so as not to get too close to her husband. However, as a result of his actions, Dea gets inside, and Ben's door is shut.

Efforts to dodge, stalled when Ben restrains Dea's waist. The girl was still trying to get away, but her movements were instantly blocked by Ben who was holding his nape.

Dea's fear grew as the man began to lower his face to get closer. He had seen Ben pull the corner of his lips into a thin grin.

“Our first date, may you like ..” whispered Ben in a soft voice, as if afraid that outsiders will hear when the atmosphere is very quiet, “... Babe.”

Dea glared, then doubled in width after the protest that her lips were silenced by Ben's kiss.