My husband is not for me
Chapter 31 Lunch III

"Thank you, Mas" said Maira out of the car.

"Huem" said Arhand and then closed the door again.

"Huhu?" surprised Maira when Arhand clutching her hand.

Arhand looked at his unmoved wife. "What's the matter?, Come on," said Arhand softly.

Maira. "Iy-iya, Mas," he said nervously, even shaking his hands so nervously. His heart was pounding so fast, it felt like it was about to be dislodged.

They walked to the door of the restaurant, and were immediately greeted by restaurant officials. "Welcome, Mr and Mrs at our restaurant" he said politely and kindly.

Maira smiled sweetly, replied to the restaurant employee. "Thank you, Ma'am," he said gently.

"The desk on the back that can directly see the beach is free, is there still empty?" asked Arhand flatly. There was no expression there once on his face.

"There, Sir. Please follow our vulnerable," said the receptionist.

"Come, Mr and Madam," said the receptionist friend kindly.

Arhand and Maira followed the restaurant staff from behind, and remained hand in hand.

"Mas" called Maira looking up at Arhand's handsome face.

"Huby?" sahut Arhand stared to the side.

Maira smiled warmly and then spoke very softly. "Thank you, Mas" said Maira, leaning her head against her husband's arm.

"For?" asked Arhand rubbing his wife's hand gently.

Maira again raised her head, looking at her husband's handsome face. "For everything. I'm really happy" said Maira honestly and with a happy smile.

Arhand stopped his steps, looked up and pulled Maira into his arms, then pulled his wife's chin, making Maira's head raise her head. "All of this is not free (stroking his wife's lips), later tonight you will take it and later after the uninvited guest you leave and then you pay cash," he said full of smirk smile.

As soon as Maira's hair stood up, the events of the night re-spinned on her head. How her husband's gallant possessions made her crazy uncharacteristic, with pain and pleasure so one.

As if to understand the change in the look of his wife's face, Arhand menoel Maira's nose. "What are you thinking?" ask with an eyebrow raised one.

Maira bowed embarrassedly, her cheeks had turned red blushing which always added to her beauty.

Maira was shocked, waking up from her daydream. "Hu?, No, Mas," she said bowed shyly, her cheeks had turned red blushing which always added to her beauty.

Seeing his wife's blushing cheeks Arhand increasingly wanted to tease his little wife. "You remember what happened that night?, are you impatient?, I can't wait to eat you again, too" she said in her sexy super-sound, which made Maira's hair stand on all sides.

"Ma-mas .." said Maira nervously because Arhand was getting closer to her face while they attacked being in a public place.

"Huby?" asked Arhand regardless of Maira's words, he drew his face closer, but as Maira closed her eyes a smile rose on her lips.

Maira opened her eyes again when Arhand never kissed her. "Mas," he said as he looked at Arhand's face looking at him with a big smile on his face. Seeing that, Maira understood that she had just been worked by her husband.

"Please, sir," said the restaurant employee, opening the back room door.

Maira immediately took off Arhand's hand that was holding her. "Thank you, Ma'am," he approached his employees.

"Together, Madam. Excuse me first, later our other colleagues will come to serve Mr and Madam," said the official when Maira and Arhand had sat down.

"Yes, thank you, Ma'am," Maira replied with a sweet smile that never faded today.

"Together, Madam. Excuse me," said the restaurant employee.

"You likey?" ask Arhand.

"Beautiful" said Arhand unconsciously.

"Hu?, did Mas Arhand say something?" maira asked because she faintly heard Arhand's voice saying something.

"Nothing" said Arhand.

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With a splash Qesya got out of the car. "Wa the place is very beautiful," his amazement stared at the restaurant and the beaches behind him.

"Don't overdo it, we're not here for a casual lunch, but for a meeting" Aditya said flatly.

Qesya looked at Aditya. "I know, Sir. But can you take a photo for me?, just one😁," he said expectantly.

Aditya breathed a rough breath. "Hurry up and get your phone out?" he said flatly.

"Thank you, Mister. This (give her phone )."

Qesya continued to pose while Aditya continued to take photos of Qesya patiently.

"Sister, the Bear Doll," shouted Rian running towards Qesya, and behind him were Clarisa and Azlan walking side by side..

"Rian?" she said but her eyes were focused on Azlan and Clarisa walking side by side like a married couple.

"Is Rian the son of Om Azlan and Miss Clarisa his wife?, Why does my heart hurt like this" said Qesya's inner voice, which suddenly felt tight.

"Why you?" aditya asked because he saw the change in Qesya's face.

Qesya regained her senses and quickly changed her expression. "Hu?, No, Sir," he said.

"Hi, Aditya, Miss Qesya" said Clarisa.

"Hi, Mister, Miss Dirga," replied Aditya.

"Ha-hai, Miss Clarisa," said Qesya stammered, her eyes unceasingly staring at Alzan, and in the corner her eyes were already seen holding a dam.

"Is Miss Qesya sick?, Why is her face pale like that?" ask Clarisa.

Qesya regained her senses and quickly changed her expression. "Hu?, there's nothing, Miss Clarisa," he said.

"Sorry, sir, may we enter klein will arrive, it is not good to make him wait," said Qesya quickly.

"Huem" said Aditya.

"Two, Miss Dirga, we're in first. Excuse me," said Qesya again to Azlan and Clarisa yak forgot he rubbed Rian's hair.

"Excuse me," said Aditya. After that they both walked into the restaurant as well as Clarisa and Azlan entered the restaurant.

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