
...『⇒Bab 43⇐』...
"Is Grace gone?" the husband asked when he saw his wife back in his room after delivering Grace to get a taxi.
"Just the taxi was on the road and he said he wanted to go back to the apartment," his wife replied, then he grabbed her bag right he put it on the corner of the table before.
"Oh, why don't you take her to the apartment?" ask the husband again.
"He said he could go home by himself anyway I just happened to be in a hurry because there are patients I have to deal with right now" he replied as he stepped towards the door of the room. "I go first" continued the wife and gave a thin smile then she opened the door of the room after her husband nodded his head at her.
Elya came out of her husband's room and closed the door again, speeding her way to the operating room because she had to deal with patients who had just entered their hospital.
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The Enatura Farm Cafe
Greett
"Sit down Grace" Gibran said as he shifted a chair for Grace.
"Ah yes thank you," Grace replied with a small smile and then she sat down and dyed to see the atmosphere of the cafe that was familiar to her.
When Grace was sitting in her chair, Gibran stepped up to sit directly opposite Grace.
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A man's servant came with a stationery complete with a small book in his hand but immediately he stared at Grace without blinking, making Gibran pay a little attention to Grace who seemed to be looking at the sheet the menu was available on the previous table.
Lovely creation of your god, like seeing an angel so beautiful! the inner servant also did not realize he had seen Grace since she stood in the middle of them.
Gibran seemed to continue to pay attention to the gurgle of the waiter who had continued to look at Grace even his eyes did not blink.
"What's wrong with him?" muttered Gibran who looked unhappy with the attitude of the waiter.
Gibran was seen smiling at the corner of his lips when he saw Grace who looked still focused on the menu sheet in her hand.
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Yep, Gibran immediately touched the back of Grace's hand and then he grasped Grace's fingers lentik anyway but Grace was even confused why Gibran did it to her.
"Shem, honey... What do you want to eat?" gibran asked spoiled, but his eyes pretended to see the menu sheet in the other hand and the other was still holding Grace's fingers.
"Ah, i..."
Grace could not even answer because Gibran sounded so romantic that he did it to her then he just threw a thin smile so that her awkwardness was not realized by Gibran.
Honey? that means they are a couple? hmm, it's lucky this guy has a woman as beautiful as him. The servant's mind was awakened for a moment when Gibran greeted Grace just now and he breathed a small breath from his mouth.
Regardless he saw Grace then he turned towards Gibran anyway.
Hmm, besides the man also looks handsome maybe even from among the children of the rich let alone they look very harmonious, ah have forgotten it! the servant sat back and again breathed out for the umpteenth time.
"Ah, coincidentally in our cafe is available a couple menu complete with dessert," said the waiter opened his voice first and even sounded friendly.
"Oh yeah? exactly I was looking for a menu like that," Gibran also replied and smiled broadly. "How's honey? do you agree with my choice?" gibran continued again while continuing to stroke the back of Grace's hand.
Grace is now seen blushing on both cheeks withstanding the shame because Gibran still has not removed the grip from his hand while the waiter is right in the middle of them as if to witness the romance in the performed by Gibran.
"Mh... I can do anything because whatever you choose I'll love it," Grace replied, leaving Gibran stunned to hear that even Gibran's heartbeat seemed to beat more intensely.
"Khem." Gibran also cleared his throat to relieve his groin. "Then I order the couple menu!" continued Gibran again while giving some of the menu sheets to the waiter.
"Well, I'll prepare you soon, please wait, ladies and gentlemen, excuse me."
The servant moved from his place and left both.
"The eyes can't be guarded! does he not see me here? am I considered a statue? basic!" gibran muttered to himself without realizing it was heard by Grace even though she faintly understood Gibran's attitude before let alone his scolding was fixed on the waitress just now.
"Why are you laughing? did you see anything funny?" ask Gibran was surprised.
"Yes, there!" grace's reply was still in a laughing mood.
"What's so funny?" ask Gibran back.
"You!" answer Grace again.
"Me?" point Gibran to himself.
Grace nods her head in response to the confusion that appears on Gibran's face.
"Why do you say I'm funny?" ask Gibran again still confused himself.
"Hm." Grace took a small breath after she laughed. "Now that I'm asking you, what made you behave like that?" now he rested his chin on the backs of his hands while smiling in a knot towards Gibran.
"What kind of attitude?" turning the question also seemed to feel not knowing the meaning of Grace's words.
Grace turned her face away and threw a small smile on her lips and she turned to Gibran, who also took her face away from her.
"Why are you suddenly holding my hand and calling me that name?" lontar Grace also went straight to the topic so that Gibran turned to Grace and prepared to prepare the answer he would give.
"Ohh, that! it's natural for all couples to do this, right?" casually Gibran answered questions from Grace so he tried to stay calm by berkilah so that the nervousness is not so prominent.
"Owh so yes... I thought it was because you were jealous" Grace said bluntly and left Gibran a little surprised after hearing that.
"Ce-jealous?" paro Gibran sounded too bad because he did not expect that Grace realized everything when she tried to cover up but Grace still realized only from her attitude, that's what Gibran is thinking today.
"Yes!" nod Grace for a moment.
"Well, why am I jealous? after all, there's nothing that makes me jealous, maybe it's just your feeling after all I did just now because I wanted to," gibran's answer still continues to stand with the truth that is clearly known by Grace.
"OK, okay! forget it!" in the end, Grace relented because she could never get Gibran to admit everything. "Btw, this place is like the address you gave me back then, right?" asked Grace then he dyed while paying attention to the surroundings where she was sitting at this time.
"Yes, you're right! even I continue to look forward to your presence here" Gibran said of the footage he experienced when Grace disappeared.
"Hmm I'm sorry for making you so anxious" Grace seemed to regret the incident even though it had passed.
"Here you go, there's no need to re-open it and I don't blame you either so you don't remember it anymore" hikmad Gibran also stroked Grace's head warmly.
Grace breathed a sigh of relief because she already had a partner who understood her.
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The foot that approached them was a female servant and brought Gibran's previous order and he put on the table some food menu and complete the dessert. "Please sir and miss if there is any other need can call me, excuse me."
The waiter passed away after the task was completed while both focused on the spoon and fork that only placed one set.
"Ah."
Both can not even wart because they both did not think before that the name of the couple must be all there is only one starting from the food, food, the equipment for eating was just a pair of distinguishing glasses only available two pieces even there is no empty plate for them to eat each because the plate already contains food anyway.
Grace stroked the shoulder of her neck while Gibran was still holding a pair of forks as well as a spoon in his hand.
Before long Grace saw a couple of men and women were feeding each other look so enjoyed once while for him too difficult because for the first time he had to use a spoon with Gibran and impossible they asked for another pair as the two returned gazes without giving a suggestion.
"Khem." Gibran just cleared his throat and then he cut the meat steak quietly while Grace looked so on the verge of embarrassment.
Grace turned her face away taking a deep breath and slowly patted her own chest.
"Here is his face" Gibran asked slowly because there was no choice but to feed Grace.
Grace turned towards Gibran who already seemed to be directing a piece of meat stuck in the fork right towards her.
He had no other choice, so he turned his face closer to the piece of meat.
^^^To be continued^^^^
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