My Lovely Fat Wife
Chapter 33

Kevin stopped his car at one of the salons located in the Central Jakarta Area.

"Why are we here, Mas?" Melika looked confusedly towards the door of the salon.

"We're going to meet a client, I want you to look beautiful tonight" Kevin said.

Melika frowned.

"What does that mean? Have I not been pretty all this time?" inner Melika.

"Let's get down, why dumbass?" said Kevin and immediately disperse the daydream Melika.

Melika nodded and got out of the car.

"Did you come here often?" ask Melika.

"It used to be, it's not anymore" said Kevin.

Melika nodded and followed Kevin into the salon.

"Well, just came again, Mas Kevin," said the owner of the salon named Natalie.

Kevin nodded while putting on his flat facial expression.

"He's your wife?" natalie asked while looking at Melika.

"Yes, make her even more beautiful. I'll have dinner with him" said Kevin, smiling at Melika.

Melika also replied with a sweet smile.

"All right," said Natalie.

Melika follows Natalie to begin a salon-copying ritual, while Kevin waits for her on the sofa that is in the waiting room.

Kevin looked around the salon that still looked the same as before when he still liked to drive Prischa.

Kevin does not know the salon other than the place he is currently visiting, it is also because the place is a place that Prischa often comes and Kevin always escorts Prischa.

Kevin is a man who, if he loves a woman, he will do anything for her. Toward and waiting for the woman he cared about in the salon was not a difficult thing for him, he could even endure waiting for hours.

While waiting for Melika, Kevin also chose to play his phone. She smiled as she looked at the photos of her wedding with Melika.

Absolutely ridiculous she thought, she married a woman she had never imagined before. A woman he didn't even know before.

But that's how if God wants to match us with someone, we can't even deny it.

Feeling quite satisfied to see the photos, Kevin also chose to lean his shoulders and listen to music using a headset in his ear.

Slowly the drowsiness began to attack him, he began to close his eyes while leaning his head to feel more comfortable.

Just as Kevin closed his eyes, he woke up again when he felt a not-so-hard shake on the sofa.

"Prischa?" Kevin frowned when he saw that Prischa was already sitting next to him.

"Hi." Prischa smiled at Kevin.

He didn't expect to see Kevin at his salon.

"What are you doing here? Alone alone?" ask Prischa.

Kevin took off the headset in his ear and straightened his seat.

"No, I came with my wife" Kevin said.

Prischa smiled wryly at the word "my wife" which somehow made her chest ache.

"I think we should meet here" Prischa said.

Kevin smiled faintly at Prischa's words.

"Did you remember? You always fall asleep while waiting for me here" Prischa said with a smile recalling her memories with Kevin.

"No, it's been a long time" Kevin said casually.

Prischa sighed slowly.

"Did your memory go bad after marriage?" ask Prischa.

"No, my memory is fine" said Kevin.

"really? But you forget everything about us" Prischa said with a sad face.

No one understands his feelings, being left married by someone he still loves is very torturous for him, especially if again Prischa must be reunited with Kevin, it makes it hard to forget Kevin.

"Everything about us is over, Prischa. Now all I have in mind, and my life is my wife, only my future with my wife. You should look for your own happiness, do not keep remembering the past. It's not good for yourself" said Kevin.

"But it's not easy, Vin. I still love you so much" said Prischa earnestly trying to convince Kevin that in his heart was still the name of Kevin.

"At the same time, your wife is only on your mind, right? Not necessarily he is in your heart" Prischa said with a cynical smile.

Kevin took a deep breath and exhaled his somewhat rough.

"I'm just giving advice, the decision is in your hands, because it's your own life" said Kevin and left Prischa speechless without saying anything more.

Kevin rushed towards the toilet, he washed his face and looked at himself in the mirror.

He always felt uncomfortable after meeting Prischa again, however Prischa was the woman he once loved and cherished. Of course he doesn't want to cause misunderstanding for Melika.

After calming down, Kevin returned to the waiting room.

Kevin looked around, but did not find Prischa there.

He heaved a sigh of relief, it seemed that Prischa had indeed left the salon.

*******

Time passed and Melika was done with her salon ritual.

She came out wearing the small rope dress that Kevin bought, she also had her wedges on.

The first time Kevin saw the tip of Melika's legs, he slowly saw Melika's body wrapped in a long black dress until her gaze turned to Melika's face that looked red.

Kevin smiled looking at Melika whose hair was on the cepol up.

"Why smile? Am I weird?" ask Melika.

Kevin got up from his seat and approached Melika.

"Yes" said Kevin casually.

Melika pursed her lips and went out of the salon.

Kevin frowned as Natalie gave him a paper bag.

"What's this?" ask Kevin.

"That's Mas Kevin's wife's shirt" Natalie said.

"Why not bring them, anyway? It's like a driver, "inner Kevin.

Kevin took the paper bag and drove to his car.

He opened the back door and kept the paper bag in the passenger seat.

He got into his car and drove his car to Ancol.

Time passed, Kevin stopped his car at one of the hotels near the restaurant where he and his father Prischa would meet later.

"I've checked into the hotel for the night, we'll stay at the hotel alone" said Kevin.

"Why? What was Mas's meeting with Mas's client till late at night?" ask Melika.

Kevin sighed and looked at Melika.

"I don't know yet, I'm going to change clothes first" Kevin said.

Kevin took his suit stelan that was in the back.

"Again, I want to enjoy the cool air of the beach" said Kevin.

Kevin really likes the beach, especially at night. Sometimes he would spend all night just to enjoy the cool air on the beach.

Melika smiled and nodded.

He followed Kevin into the hotel.

*******

The time has shown at 18.40 wib.

Kevin and Melika go down to a restaurant not far from the hotel where he checks in, where Kevin will meet his father Prischa.

Melika looked at Kevin with a full glance as soon as they reached the client table that Kevin meant. Melika felt confused when she saw that there was also Prischa there.

"Let me explain everything" said Kevin.

Melika nodded her head.

"Sorry, you have to wait" said Kevin, shaking the hand of papa Prischa.

"No problem, we just arrived" said papa Prischa.

Kevin looked towards Prischa and thrust his hand. He shook Prischa's hand, as did Melika who shook Prischa's papa's hand alternately with Prischa's.

"What do you want to meet? I'm even on leave" Kevin said without further ado.

Prischa and her papa looked at each other and smiled.

"I really don't know about your leave" said papa Prischa.

Kevin also smiled faintly, he remembered that this afternoon Karin told him that Karin had told papa Prischa that he was currently on leave.

"So, what was the problem until you asked to meet? Is this about work?" ask Kevin.

"Of course" said Papa Prischa.

Kevin nodded too.

"I invite you to meet, because I want to introduce my daughter, Prischa. Surely you still remember very well with this child of mine, the woman you have rejected," said papa Prischa.

Kevin frowned, I don't know what Papa Prischa's talk meant. He himself said he would talk about work, but in fact it was about what happened about two months ago.

"I don't think it's a matter of work, because in the work will never discuss personal matters" said Kevin.

Prischa and the papa chuckled at Kevin's words.

"Come, Vin. Don't be so serious, my papa is just joking" Prischa said.

Kevin took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, his encounter with papa Prischa was really boring.

"Yes, I don't think I have told you about the person who took over the project that is currently underway, so I invite you to meet" said papa Prischa.

"I already know, Prischa took over the project" Kevin said.

Papa Prischa smiled and nodded.

"Yes, at least I should tell you, right?" papa Prischa.

Kevin smiled and nodded.

"Oh yes, Vin. Sorry, because I went first from the salon this afternoon, I had a sudden business" said Prischa.

Kevin looked at Prischa and a moment later looked at Melika who was also looking at him.

"I didn't think you remembered my favorite salon. Even you brought Melika there too" said Prischa with a smile.

Melika looked at Kevin with a sharp look, she did not expect it turned out that Kevin met with Prischa and did not tell her.

"Oh yeah, Mel. You're so lucky to have a husband like Kevin, he's a patient guy waiting at the salon. In the past, when we were together, he always drove me to the salon and patiently waited for me there," Prischa said with a smile.

Melika clenched her hands, her chest felt tight to hear Prischa continue to tell about her closeness to her husband first.

"Yes, I am indeed very lucky," Melika said while sharing her sweet smile, but no one knew at this time her chest really felt hot.

Prischa looked at Melika and frowned.

"In addition to being patient, Kevin is also an understanding and romantic person. Every day there must be a surprise that he gives," said Melika while holding Kevin's hand.

Kevin frowned as Melika's grasp grew stronger and it made her hand feel a little sore.

"really? So, Kevin's romantic?" ask Prischa.

Melika smiled and nodded.

"Very, very romantic" Melika said.

"Wow, I'm curious. If I were in your position, or at least I would be Kevin's second wife, I wouldn't mind" Prischa said, chuckling.

"Auto ..." Kevin squealed as Melika clasped Kevin's hand with all her might, Kevin really felt like his hand was about to crumble.