My Sugar (Jenifer Alexander)
Chapter 43. Drama dinner

I'm more silent. Just talking when Kenzo asks me.

Trying to be normal for now is very difficult. I kept imagining Kenzo and Fely's brother. Moreover, they will go together to Singapore tomorrow. This chest felt claustrophobic imagining the two of them leaving.

Om Kenzo was always being nice to me, he could have treated Fely's sister just like me.

Am I wrong if I don't like their relationship.?

It's not for no reason that I don't like their relationship. Because I have feelings for Kenzo. And the relationship between the two makes me jealous.

Selfish indeed, but I already love Kenzo. I'm too ambitious to have it.

As long as there is no marriage bond between them, I will try to seize it.

This food is so bland in my mouth. There was no appetite to devour it quickly. I only ate a few mouthfuls, then just stirred - stirring only what was still on the plate. Kenzo probably noticed me before. He who sat right in front of me, must have seen everything I did.

But until now Kenzo has not given any comment. He's still focused on finishing his meal, even though I don't fully see Kenzo. I only glanced occasionally. More throwing off the view in the other direction.

"Don't be in mainin if you don't want to eat," he said flatly.

Apparently, Kenzo intended to finish his food first before reprimanding me.

I took a quick glance at it, then placed the spoon and fork in my hand. Avocado juice in front of the eyes is tempting. It turns out that daydreaming can make the throat feel dry. I grabbed it, drank some juice I haven't touched since.

"Wait here," Om Kenzo stood up from his seat.

I nodded obediently to him. Before leaving, he rubbed my head gently. I smiled, but only in my heart. Who does not fall for men as tender as Kenzo. As a woman who really needs attention, of course, the treatment of om Kenzo is able to stir up my feelings.

Kenzo hasn't come back since he left 15 minutes ago. Our seats were outside the restaurant, and Kenzo went inside.

I reached into the bag and took the cell phone. Tired of waiting for Kenzo to return. Playing a cell phone can drive away my boredom a little.

"Jeje,,?"

I looked up when I heard my name being said. For a few seconds I looked at him confused.

"Sister Gerald,,?" I said pointing a finger at him.

He was my old classmate, two years above me.

In the past, Mr. Gerald had no boss waiting for me in the parking lot just to take me to class. He was bright - the light approached me, just like the other upperclassmen. But Gerald's brother is closest to me.

Our conversation keeps me close to him. But I just think of him as a big brother, nothing more.

Brother Gerald understands. Because I always told him repeatedly.

He smiled and sat down in front of me, sitting in the chair that Kenzo was in.

"The rain has forgotten." Said.

"How are you doing.? Long time no see, you're still pretty. No fading - beautiful fade,," he praised.

I chuckle at hearing it. Gerald's praise has always been funny in my ears.

"Apaan sak. I just met, too, just met. If you have a difficult hobby, say," my Ledek.

"That was Je, now it's no longer a hobby. There's nothing you can gombalin about," I nodded at it.

"Who are you here with.?"

"Samaa,,, uh,,,

I did not continue my words because I saw Kenzo who was standing not far from my place. He leaned against the wall while continuing to stare at me. A difficult look is interpreted by a flat facial expression.

It looks like Kenzo has been standing there for a long time. But why didn't he come to us.? They even watched us from there.

Feeling a look of intimidation, I decided to end the conversation with Brother Gerald.

"Sorry, I'm back. I've been waiting,,,"

I moved, but Brother Gerald stood up and held my hand.

"Je's a moment," I stared at him.

"I'll ask for your phone number first. You change the number instead of telling, even diem - diem aja,,"

His protest.

"Hapeku is missing sis, how to tell. Mana hape brother,, "I put my hand out, asked for his cell phone to enter my number.

Brother Gerald smiled widely, he immediately took the phone out of his pants pocket and thrust it at me.

Just about to receive the phone, someone grabbed it from Gerald's hand.

"Of,,,!" I look up at him. And so did Gerald. He tried to grab his phone, but Kenzo dodged while continuing to move his finger at the flat object.

Without saying anything, Kenzo gave the phone to Gerald after typing something there.

"Come on," Om Kenzo pulled my hand, taking me away from there.

"Sister, I go first," I said half-screaming.

Brother Gerald just silently stared as he kept staring at our departure. He still looks shocked and confused.

"Om what was it.? Brother Gerald to the surprise of his writhing,,"

We're a long way from the resto area, but Kenzo's still holding my hand.

"As he asked," he answered flatly. He didn't even look at me.

"Sir Gerald asked for my phone number. Where there was squirming his expression phone number to such shock. Don't don't let Ken type zeros to ten, huh,,?" I asked high. But Kenzo just pulled the corner of his lips. Seemed to be holding a funny laugh. I'm just getting curious.

"Om, why not answer.? What did you type earlier.? Don't be curious about it.! Enough of personal life,,,

I immediately clenched my lips tightly. Almost this mouth is gone. How Kenzo would react if he knew I was very curious about his personal life.

"Why not continue.?"

"Males.!" Answer me in a tone that I intentionally make indifferent. Let Kenzo think I'm upset with him. It was better than later he kept pushing to continue my words.

we kept quiet until we got to the resort. I followed Kenzo who was walking towards the kitchen. I just realized Kenzo brought something in his left hand.

"Sit down, eat first," he said.

He placed a plastic bag on the dining table, then took out a box filled with food.

"I've eaten, when told to eat again.?"

"So it's not eating, it's playing food." Quickly follow. He pulled a chair. His hand pointed at the chair while staring at me.

I just follow straight away.

Om Kenzo took a spoon, then sat down next to me.

I thought he was going to give me that spoon, but it turned out that he scooped up the food and thrust it at me.

"Open his mouth,,"

"Om, I can eat myself," I tried to ask for the spoon, but Kenzo looked at me sharply.

"I don't like to be rebutted.!" Rigorously.

I was given a bribe by Kenzo. Honestly, at first it was awkward and uncomfortable because of embarrassment.

But after a few bribes, I enjoyed it.

Om Kenzo can best sow blooming flowers in my heart.

He's getting more attention. He went to order this food. It's like Kenzo didn't want to let me starve. He did continue to pay attention to me at the restaurant that only ate a few mouthfuls.

This concern is about Kenzo treating me as just his sugar baby. Then how does Kenzo treat Fely's brother.? Must be more than this.!

My chest arrived - it was hard to imagine it.

We were in the room, Kenzo was sitting there staring at the screen. He looked seriously reading the incoming emails. Occasionally contact his assistant if there is anything important.

Honestly, ever since I entered the room, my heart has been rumbling. My mind has flown where - where. Makes me less and less confused.

Not because I was very curious about what Kenzo would do to me later.

I'm getting more nervous. Kenzo is still focusing on his phone.

"If you're sleepy first, Je," he said, glancing at me.

"Yes, yes, I went first" I finally decided to go to bed first. It seems that Kenzo is also firm on his stance. He did nothing of the sort to me. I'm the one who's too perverted, always wants Kenzo to do things like.

It is very difficult to close your eyes with a restless mind. Since then I just turned - turn my body to the right and left, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep. But still, these eyes do not want to be closed.

"Why.?" I immediately turned around, it turns out that Kenzo will go up to the bed.

"I can't sleep, um,,"

"Here,," Om Kenzo laid down his body, and he told me to come closer.

Maybe I was nervous because I waited for Kenzo, the proof without thinking first I immediately approached him.

Om Kenzo took me straight into his arms. Shamelessly, I hugged Kenzo and buried my face in his chest. Kenzo's heartbeat even sounded clear in my ears. Very regular, not like my heart is rumbling.

The distinctive aroma of Kenzo om's body, provides calm and comfort for me. I, who was restless, slowly began to calm down.

My eyes began to close and entered into a dreamland.