
No one wants to beat the ego between Dea and Ben. Each one was angry and angry. No one was willing to start a conversation since the quarrel in the morning, until nightfall.
Plans to show off intimacy, threatened to fail. However, it seems that no one wants to care.
Both prepare at different times. If Dea is in the room, Ben will leave the room. Vice versa, if the husband is in the room, then Dea must undo his intention to enter the room.
They turn on each other. Each sat on the bedside, playing with their cell phones. As if he was busy with his own world.
However, no one realized that once in a while, Dea turned her head to the side. Just peeking at Ben's back wrapped in a black shirt. Thinking of starting a conversation first. However, the woman gave off the intention.
Because Dea has not found the cause of every coincidence that exists today. So, Dea immediately set her gaze forward, turning her back to Ben again.
And at that moment, the sensitive Ben felt himself being noticed. He looked over with a confused frown on his forehead. Just thought about apologizing, for being too rude last night. However, urung. Ben thinks, that Dea should know that dealing with an ex-boyfriend is not a simple thing. Too many bad things can happen, and being silenced by Ben is just one of them.
The man was very hopeful that Dea would come to her senses. So, he returned his gaze to the phone in hand.
The two of them simultaneously looked at the clock on the wall. It's time for dinner. The two stood together, looking at each other. However, when the two views meet, Ben and Dea both turn their glances forward.
Then get out of the room in turn. Ben left the room, followed by Dea.
However, having just stepped on the floor outside the room, the woman gasped in shock as her hand was gently pulled until it hit the wall. Not surprisingly enough, the woman was also caged by a sturdy body in front of her. The left has been secured by the husband's two burly arms.
“Ben?” Dea could not remember his ego. He calls the man in a deep voice, shocked by Ben's actions in the hotel hallway.
The man pulled the corner of his lips. Feel win. Either because it managed to make Dea not wart, or the victory because it made stubborn women with high prestige start the conversation first.
“Why should we go out to dinner now?” ben asked, in a low and heavy voice.
Dea gulped roughly, as she looked straight at Ben, and found it hard to get the man to look inside. Ben manages to activate the extra force in Dea's heart to beat harder than usual.
“Ya.” Dea answered stalled. “Because I'm hungry.”
“I'm also hungry,” reply Ben, then continue, “But want to eat you.”
“Canibal?”
Ben staggered, petty open to hear it.
“My feature is different, Darling.”
Dea is getting less and less wrinkled. What does this guy mean exactly?
The woman glared more as Ben approached her. He tried to retreat, but his head was hard to hit the wall. Dea had no other choice when Ben started tilting his head, intending to do ....
“Dea?” A cry sounded.
Make Dea and Ben both turn to the source of the voice. The two found four men in neat suits. Dea recognizes one of them, and spontaneously pushes Ben roughly so they can be spaced apart..
“Y—ya, Sir.” Dea smiled clumsily, as she tidied her hair behind her ears.
Ben was not at all offended by Dea's refusal. In fact, smile thinly, as if proud of yourself.
“Ah, sorry to interrupt. I was intent on making sure. Please proceed.” The man apologized.
“Not a problem, Sir.” Ben replied straightforwardly, with a friendly formal smile. “We want to go down for dinner, the intention is.”
“Ah yes?” The man—Jian Li—you smiled. “You are her husband Dea, yes?”
“Iya, Sir. I'm Adam Bentala.” Ben introduced himself, extending a hand. Both of them shake hands.
“Ah Yes. I kind of forgot. But I came to your wedding. Dea hard I took a son myself. Then let's go down together. I'll jamu you guys well.”
Dea has not had time to answer, but Ben quickly returned the offer.
“Sure, Sir. Thanks for the offer.” Ben took Dea's hand for a soft grip. “Come, Darling.”
The three walked side by side towards the elevator, while the other three men were at the back.
“Sorry, yes. I met you earlier, Adam, but I didn't say hello, because I completely forgot.” Jian Li asked Ben to speak while waiting for the elevator to open.
“Call Ben only, Sir.” Ben gives a lighter option regarding his name. “I don't matter, Sir.”
“I'm also a bit confused. My memory skills are starting to diminish. I remember him, Dea is married to Elvan, my former co-worker,” said Jian Li.
Everyone enters the elevator when the steel door is open.
“They are ex, sir. Dea and Elvan are still very good friends. As a husband who will always support his wife, I won't be too over possessive until it limits the motion of my wife and her friend, Rich” Ben explains, sounding very humble.
Dea displayed an astonished smile on her lips, only for the sake of hiding a sneer in her heart.
Supported said! If the two meet, a short-axis war of two men will definitely happen again.
“Oh yes?” Jian Li looked a little surprised. “If you don't remember wrong, Elvan is here too huh? I said hello this afternoon, and I invited Dea to have lunch together. He didn't say anything fitting it.”
“Ah yes? Sorry, Mister. Please be advised.” Again, Ben answered. Making Dea more piled up another scorn for Ben's attitude. “He seems very busy. We met last night at the pool. He said, a lot of work around the hotel. If I see you again, I'd like to take her to dinner together too.”
“You're very humble, Ben. It is suitable for Dea.” Jian Li gave a proud pat on Ben's shoulder. “I will always pray for you both so that your marriage is blessed Lord.”
“Thank you, Sir.” Ben and Dea answered almost simultaneously.
As Jian Li began to get busy with his other three comrades, Dea tugged at the tip of Ben's shirt to make the man bow to him. So Dea could send a whisper to the man.
“I have a mission after dinner, if Elvan has not returned.”
Ben looked at Dea. They had just chatted for less than ten minutes, but .. this woman instead ....
“I have plans to Elvan. But I was always afraid of moving on my own,” continued Dea while showing his own eyes. “Help me finish this plan, yes?”
Ben kept a cold expression.
“Sayang?” dea continued, in a soft voice.
Ah drat. Ben sizzled in his heart. How could he refuse if called that sweet?