My Personal Tour Guide
Dinner At Rooftop Restaurant

Although Ajeng's instincts led to a familiar female figure, he quickly brushed it off. Hopefully, if the woman named Eva is not the Eva she knows.

After – hours on the plane, now Bimo and Ajeng set foot at Hamad Doha International Airport. There are many – sluggish male faces seen by Ajeng. His posture looks high – high.

“Welcome to Qatar, Mr. Bimo... I'm Kadeer, Mr. assistant. Ahmad,” greet men in black suits. His eyes also glanced at the existence of Ajeng who was standing beside Bimo. (Welcome to Qatar, Mr. Bimo... I'm Kadeer, Mr. Assistant. Ahmed)

“Thank you Kadeer's. Nice to see you. I came here with my girlfriend, Ajeng (I came here with my girlfriend),” continued Bimo by grabbing Ajeng's shoulder.

“Welcome to Qatar Miss Ajeng. Nice to see you...” said Kadeer kindly.

Shortly after the introduction, Kadeer took Bimo and Ajeng to her car. They immediately headed to one of the hotels owned by Mr. Ahmadis.

“Bim, you say the per capita income of people in Qatar is the highest in the world, why are there still small merchants shops around the street?” ask when you are in the car.

“Em. Their stature does look the same as Qatari at first glance, but they are actually Egyptian, Pakistani.” explained Bimo. “So far, as far as I know there is no Qatari who lives a shortage. I'm sure, this Kadeer is also not Qatari.”

“Em..” Ajeng nodded by stealing a glance at Kadeer.

After traveling a few minutes, the car they boarded is now entered in the hotel area whose building looks unique from the outside. Pyramidlike.

(Note: Visual Hotel Sheraton Grand Doha Resort & Conversation Hotel. Let's just say the owner is Mr. Ahmad.of course this is the author's imagination).

Kadeer swiftly helped Bimo and Ajeng down their luggage. He also escorted Ajeng and Bimo to the prepared room.

“Welcome to your room Mr. Bimo and Miss Ajeng. You may have a rest first before meet up with Mr. Ahmad later at dinner time,” said Kadeer. After opening the room door. (Welcome to your room, Mr. Bimo and Ms. Ajeng. You can rest before you meet Mr. Ahmad later at dinner time)

“Yeah, thank you so much, Kadeer,” connect Bimo.

Finally Bimo and Ajeng can lay their bodies in bed. Room that has a design with a touch of red and gold that looks so luxurious.

“Baby, mama I said yesterday he did not meet your mother because there was a sudden event in Melbourne,” said Bimo while tilting his body to look at Ajeng.

“Yeah, mbak Desi also sent a message about it,” continued Ajeng.

“Hopefully we won't be here long because I want to meet my future mother-in-law.”

The two smiled at each other. Finally the trip business will be completed soon.

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After the day began a little evening, Ajeng and Bimo immediately prepared themselves to prepare to attend the dinner invitation.

“Bim, I don't have to wear a gini?” shirt ask Ajeng.

The blue dress attached to Ajeng's body looks fitting and accentuates Ajeng's body curves.

“Beautiful... But actually I prefer you do not wear clothes at all,” he said who then kissed Ajeng head hair. The type of fabric that stretched on the Ajeng dress was very easy for Bimo to bring the dress unfolded up.

“Mph..... Bim...?” Ajeng mele nguh when 2 fingers Bimo back into the team. His shoulders are pushed to lean against the table to make it easier for Bimo to play in the damp hallway. “Bim, the show broke again hlo... Aghhh Ajeng semkin moaned as the 2 fingers entered deeper and deeper dancing on the walls of the hallway. Da danya fruit also dire mas - re mas by one of Bimo's hands.

“It's fine... This is also more important,” said Bimo. With a quick movement, he now managed to sink his own again.

The game did not last long after Bimo's phone shook. But he had managed to wet Ajeng's cage with warm liquid.

“Sorry yes, your dress the back is a little tangled. But it's fine. After all we will have dinner at the rooftop whose light is not so bright,” said Bimo while patting pan tat Ajeng.

“Yeah, ga what. After all, later we will also sit when eating,” said Ajeng while tidying his hair.

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Along the way to the rooftop, Bimo's hand is always perched on the Ajeng tat pan.

The restaurant on the rooftop of the Sheraton Grand Resort building looks spacious. The lighting of gold colored lights adds to the romantic impression in the place.

“It is a good thing to install a cooler outside the room, otherwise in 1 minute our clothes can be wet because of sweat,” said Bimo while walking to the dining table. “Kadeer send a message that Mr. Ahmad will come a little late because his girlfriend is still in the salon,” Bimo said.

“Ga pa. But we can order a drink first right?” ask Ajeng by taking the menu book beside him.

After a while later, there was a pair of men and women coming at their table. Mr's Face. Ahmad is no stranger to Bimo. But surprisingly, Ajeng was also no stranger to the face of the woman who stood beside Mr. Ahmadis.

“Good evening! How are Mr. Bimo?” greet Mr. Ahmad shook hands. “It's been long time since you moved to Indonesia, we haven't seen each other.” Said Mr. Ahmad. (It has been a long time since you moved to Indo, we have never met each other)

“Yeah... How are you?” keep Bimo. Both still shake hands.

“Alhamdulillah's... I'm good. You know what... I have a new girlfriend now... Her name is Eva. She is actually from Indonesia. But now she has changed her nationality become Thai.” said Mr. Ahmadis. (Alhamdulillah... I'm kind. Know you... I have a new boyfriend now... Name's Eva. He is from Indonesia . But now he has changed his nationality to Thai.).

The face and posture of the woman who was in front of the Ajeng really resembled Eva. But the woman acted as if she did not recognize Ajeng.

“Hai! I'm Eva. My boyfriend said you could speak the language. Nice to meet you,” said Eva invites Bimo to shake hands.

“Yeah, thanks,” reply Bimo. He immediately pulled his hand from Eva as Ajeng's hand suddenly embraced his arm. “And, I also came with my girlfriend. She is Ajeng..” says Bimo. (And also I came with my girlfriend. He's Ajeng.).

With his friendly attitude Ajeng extended his hand to Mr. Ahmadis. The man welcomed Ajeng's hand. But it was different when he reached out to Eva.

“Let's seat... I'm getting hungry now (Let's sit down... I'm getting hungry now),” said Eva by wrapping her hand around Mr. Ahmadis.

Bimo felt awkward with Eva's attitude as if he did not like Ajeng's existence. Bimo just rubbed Ajeng's back and mengke cup Ajeng's head so that Ajeng can be more patient to face Eva's attitude.

The meal at the dinner tonight came as soon as the four people were sitting on chairs. Mr Ahmad deliberately asked his servants to serve his best dishes.

“MasyaAllah MasyaAllah. This is my favorite. Both of you have to try it... Let's eat!” said Mr. Ahmadis. (MashaAllah... Mashay Allah.perfect. It's my favorite. You two should try it... Let's eat!)

The annoyance of having to meet with Eva made Ajeng devour a lot of food. The annoying face and the look in front of Ajeng was constantly watching Bimo.

Why does the female snake have to eat Bimo continues...? You do not know yourself even though Mr. Ahmad was beside him. Just be careful if he dares to deketin Bimo. Ku pites pites nih man! Gerutu Ajeng in his dongkol.

As long as Ajeng eats food, his tongue feels like a tunnel through which it passes. The annoying sight in front of him made Ajeng unable to enjoy the taste of food. The look in her eyes never let go of watching Eva's movements until they finished eating.

“We have a dancing stand there. Ahmad, can I dance with Bimo? Only 5 minutes, habibi..,” says Eva. (We have a dance stand there. Ahmad, can I dance with Bimo, my love?)

His request certainly complicates Mr. Ahmad to ban Eva in front of Bimo and Ajeng.

“Hm... why not...? Are you okay dancing with Eva?” ask Mr. Ahmad looked at Bimo and Ajeng. (Hm... Why not...? Aren't you dancing with Eva?)

Of course Bimo has to ask Ajeng for permission. He glanced at the look in Ajeng's eyes. Ajeng who felt sorry for Mr. Ahmad had to nod.

Finally Eva can hold Bimo's arm to walk to the dance stand. Bimo who was feeling uncomfortable, kept trying to keep his distance so that Eva did not get too close to him

“Since when did you get into a relationship with Ajeng?” tanya Eva opened the conversation while dancing. “Not him Ajeng just broke up with Ex (former) him named Gerry?” his further questioning made Bimo astonished.

Bimo never expected that Eva could know about Ajeng's past.

“You know not about Ajeng family? Gery said Ajeng family difficult to get offspring because there is a hereditary factor?” the question made Bimo wonder. “If you want, I can get pregnant for, you... We can try tonight. I will gladly serve your needs s e x mu..” Eva said without the slightest embarrassment. His feet began to tiptoe to reach Bimo's lips. But Bimo quickly turned his face away. But because the movement lost quickly, the lips managed to reach Bimo's face. At least Eva can smell the corner of Bimo's lips.

“Shhiiiitttt...!” (Siaaalll.) Anime Bimo.

Highlight the eyes of Ajeng who never left when he looked at Bimo dancing with Eva was also shocked to see the scene. Wanting to get angry and repeat the chicken claw style like in the Maldives, it feels impossible. The large number of visitors at the restaurant will certainly make him embarrassed himself.  

BRACKET!

He banged on the dining table with his hands.

He could no longer understand his emotions. But Ajeng also felt unable to beat Eva. If that happens, it will only add to his list of mistakes. Therefore, Ajeng chose to rise from his stool and leave the restaurant.

But unfortunately again, Ajeng collided with Mr.'s body. Ahmad just returned from the toilet.

Bugs!

“Are you okay?” ask Mr. Ahmadis. There's something suspicious he doesn't know. Without delay, Mr. Ahmad and Ajeng turned their heads towards Bimo and Eva when all eyes were on the two.

Apparently Bimo was slapping Eva's cheek. It made Mr. Ahmad rose in blood because he considered Bimo was too presumptuous.

“What the fu ck your boyfriend doing?!” as if Mr. Ahmad was staring at Ajeng. (What – what is your guy doing?!)

“You can ask her (You can question her),” Ajeng replied cynically.

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