Married Old Virgin Boss
30. Special Menu

When he had just arrived at the room, Ben found Dea was moving restlessly back and forth in front of the bed. He slowly closed the door of the room, so that no one would hear their chatter.

"Who did you call, De?" ask Ben seriously.

However, Dea just glanced over without having the intention to answer in the slightest. The woman was busy nibbling at the tip of her fingernails as it fidgeted endlessly as long as the conjuncture was heard. Until a baritone voice emerged from his cell phone, Dea started to get excited.

"Elvan, I want—"

However, Ben quickly retrieved the flat object from Dea's ear, and without considering the wife's anger, simply turned it off.

"BEN!" dea shouted loudly, until her neck veins were clearly protruding. "I have to get over that problem! You don't have to interfere!"

However, Ben who still looks serious does not approve of Dea's wishes. He secured the phone in one of his shorts.

"Contact him will not run out of trouble, De, even more complicate the problem, because I'm sure, he will take the reason to meet the two again, with frills find a solution to this problem." Ben gave a very reasonable opinion, but it was hard to accept by Dea's panicked brain.

"No! I can run it myself!" dea said firmly. "Hope here, Ben!"

"I'm horrified, De." Ben forced the woman to face him completely. "Our focus now is not to ask for confirmation from people who. You want to ask Elvan for help, how? What is, you are making things worse. Now, try to calm down first."

Ben approached, to hug the woman in order to share the calmness. Dea still wants to walk without direction, so he had a small rebel in Ben's arms. Until he finally gave up, and softened inside the man's deck.

There was nothing between them at first. Ben continued to maintain the density between them, and Dea was only silent from then on.

"I don't know .. I just want to .. My family is fine, Ben. I ... don't want the family name we're trying to keep so broken."

Ben gave a small nod several times, as if to reassure the woman.

"It can be resolved" said Ben with great confidence. He kept Dea's face away for a moment just so that their sight could meet. "Dea just needs to trust me, okay?"

"What can you do?" Dea was clearly underestimated.

"Now, don't believe." Ben scoffed. "To get this done, it's easy. We just need to .. look deket."

...*...

Dea begins to follow Ben's every lead so they really look close. Since that night, the two have almost always stuck to the outside of the room. Fished many astonished views towards them, especially Dion.

"You want to try to prove that accusation?" guess Dion, who's in line with the plan. He glanced for a moment, then focused on his coffee.

Kahar glanced at them for a moment, looking flat. Not as happy as before.

"Why really angry just because of that problem? I was actually ... accidentally, Pa. If I had known what the ending would be, obviously I would never have deletin him."

"That's why humans have to be sinter in their behavior, Dea." Kahar replied with a cold-sounding voice. "You've previously been caught wet fitting in the apartment, in front of your husband too! If it wasn't on purpose, why didn't you accidentally go twice?"

Dea was now at a loss for words, and could only look at Ben as if asking for help.

"Sorry Mr. Kahar, but I make sure from today his ex will never interact with Dea again. I also ... will be working with Dea to fix this surname," Ben said convincingly.

Kahar seemed still dissatisfied with Ben's answer. He no longer even glanced at his daughter-in-law.

Already very disappointed.

...*...

"Come, eat at the front desk, De. Let's all be able to show off to visitors to each other's employees, let us look friendly," asked Ben, who honestly felt excessive for Dea.

However, the woman could not resist when Ben had closed his laptop arbitrarily.

"Inget, De, as long as this mission is still going, Dea can't refuse my orders!" ben said firmly, which makes Dea unable to dwell in the slightest.

The woman finally complies with Ben's request, leaving the room. Not to forget, Ben who ordered his friend Dea's favorite food and himself also to be brought to one of the empty tables.

Both of them could not immediately succeed in running a romantic lunch, because Dea really looks very awkward. Ben occasionally glanced at the woman, sometimes clasping her hands to convince Dea.

"It's not interesting me, yes, De, until you don't want to look at me?" ben asked, which immediately made Dea round her eyes in confusion.

"Huh?" Dea wants to deny the allegations. So that he immediately piled his hand on Ben's hand. "No. No, Honey ...."

Ben chuckled at how the woman had so stiffly mentioned the last word, but she did not chim in at all.

The food comes shortly after, but as the two follow the waiter's arrival, Dea and Ben focus instead on the one who just entered the restaurant.

Elvan, again.

"Just like him!" ben said, immediately warning. He held both of Dea's faces to focus on himself. "Suppose she's not there, just look straight at me."

Dea nods Ben's words, but he seems to have a hard time arranging his eyeballs not to glance at Elvan's figure, so it is Ben who must act. It scoops up the food, and directs it on Dea.

"Dear." Ben called out, and the hesitant Dea began to open his mouth. This slightly managed to focus the wife's attention on him. "Can I try your menu? I think it's good."

Dea unreservedly thrust out her plate, which instantly made Ben look at her lazily for a moment.

While Dea comes to think: want to be fed too?

The woman was actually amused, but she kept trying. Spooned his food on Ben, and the man actually resembled a jubilant boy as he opened his mouth accepting the wife's mouthful.

"Again, again, dear." Ben kept asking, and Dea agreed.

At that very instant, Elvan was standing right beside their table.

"Dea, I want to talk to you for a moment" Elvan said in a stern voice.

"Dea, Honey ...." Ben also took over the focus of the woman so as not to follow Elvan's request.

Dea seemed hesitant at first. In fact, the spoon that he would put on Ben only he held it and he let it float in the air.

Ben who was fed up with the attitude of the woman felt 'commandment' would not be able to make Dea directly submit just like that. There must be action.

"You want to try a special menu that has not been provided in this restaurant is not, De?" ask Ben.

So, Ben held Dea's hand which was holding the spoon. The woman had glared with her eyebrows raised in confusion as Ben devoured the contents of the spoon, then rose to his feet, leaned forward, then kissed Dea's lips.

In front of everyone in the restaurant.