
Many times Maya tried to melt the stiff atmosphere along the way, and many times Samuel remained silent, the man was so concentrated with the traffic flow that night.
Or did Sam just pretend to be concentrating on the traffic that night?
Even so, Samuel's little smile was often a little he drew silently when he heard Maya say some silly things along the way. Sam knew his wife was trying to make him laugh, but Samuel's heart was already upset by what happened at the dinner.
Several times Sam finds out that Dean Sanjaya is trying to steal a look at Maya. The look in the eyes of the handsome man was exactly the same as the way he looked at Maya. Soft and full of love.
Plus when the two shake hands with both of their skin they touch each other. Dean didn't even take Maya's hand off for a few seconds while shaking hands. Either because of his fascination with Maya or because of something else, but according to Sam, the handsome Ceo really has feelings for Maya.
...
"Mk...."
"Hm?"
"Now is it just hm?" maya was upset.
Her husband did not even return his gaze when he opened the car door for her.
"What, May?" samuel's response was finally.
"You mad?"
Sam shook his head slowly, he even just walked towards the door of their house without holding Maya's hand as Sam always did.
"Yes you're angry with me, right?" maya's snort is running behind Samuel.
"I'm not angry, May."
"You're not angry, why call me-May?"
This time Maya stopped following Samuel's footsteps, sitting on a long sofa in the living room, close to some giant antique jars.
Samuel turned towards Maya while taking a deep breath. Sam took off the blazer and stretched the tie that had been neatly coiled around his neck.
"What do you want me to call you?" samuel asked who was finally closing in on Maya.
"And you used to call me - dear," said Maya.
Sam was a little annoyed, but once he saw the innocent face of Maya with a cute child-like whip, made Samuel again smile gently.
"Well, this is my husband." said Maya while writhing spoiled on Samuel's waist.
"Hehehe.
"Don't be angry with me anymore."
Maya now looks attached to Samuel's face, both her neutrals look glazed.
"Yes, I can't be angry with you for too long." Sam stroked the pink cheeks gently.
"I'm sorry that I'm too jealous to see the look in her eyes at you." Sam continued his sentence.
As he continued to hug Maya, Samuel drowned his face in the black hair booth of his wife.
"I saw nothing strange he looked at me, and again I never responded to any of that, did I?" maya protests as soon as Sam starts to stretch her arms slightly.
"Yes sorry baby, I shouldn't be mad at you" Samuel kissed on the top of Maya's head.
"His eyesight to you-is exactly the same when I look at you, dear."
Sam continued, his hands now cupped Maya's chubby cheeks.
"And I will never respond to what he will do. You believe me, husband?"
Sam this time nodded slowly. Her burly but tender hands were now stroking Maya's distended stomach.
"Sorry daddy yes son..daddy is angry with your mommy" he whispered softly. His little kiss now kissed Maya's distended stomach.
"Apardon is accepted as long as daddy wants to carry mommy up to the room, xixixixixi.." keek Maya.
Without waiting any longer, Samuel now extended his arms to his back and below Maya's knees. Lifting the body that now looks a little contained it very carefully.
Sam carries Maya's body, once again landing his warm kiss on the lips of his wife's peach.
"Pbu....!" peekik Maya while laughing. Despite being married for a long time, Maya has always been unable to predict Sam's treatment. Sam always with a sudden carrying his body and kiss him without saying it first, as a result make the heart of Maya feel detached from the dispute. He also did not think that the sentence that was just a joke ended with a bopongan style bridal style belonging to Sam.
....
A few days have passed since that dinner invitation, Maya is back with her daily routine. Prepare breakfast for Samuel and Samudra before both daily activities.
The ocean which is currently entering the school phase in kindergarten makes Maya also have a busy drive to pick up the child, of course in addition to busy at her cafe.
It's the lyrics of a Rolex watch wrapped around his left hand. There was still an hour before he picked up Samudra from school, Maya thought.
Seeing the many visitors to her cafe that day made Maya pull a smile on the corner of her lips. He even thought to add a menu and hold live music events at his cafe. Well, even if not every day, maybe only on weekends only.
"Hi how are you?"
A soprano voice suddenly approached her. It made Maya turn her eyes away from the direction of the laptop and raise her face slightly towards the source of the sound.
"A-you---" stutters Maya. His eyes are patterned to see a tall figure with athletic posture that is only wrapped in a white t-shirt combined with a black blazer and jeans with a little tear on both knees. Black sneaker shoes also complement the appearance of the man.
"It was a coincidence that I met you here" said Dean Sanjaya. Lips with a little mustache and a thin sideburn Dean never even stopped pulling his little smile when he saw the female figure in front of him at this time.
Maya still did not respond, as if her heart told her to leave immediately.
"Are you okay?" dean asked worriedly, when he saw the woman in front of him just staring and staring at him blankly.
"Eh-i-yeah m-ma-af...." Maya tries to behave normally and hides her nervousness.
"You're alone?"
"My own em-yes, my husband is still in the office."
Maya answered me clumsily.
"You yourself--not working? Oh yeah I forgot don't you just have to command your subordinates without having to come to the office?"
Dean only smiled at a glance when he heard Maya's words. The man was casually sitting right in front of Maya without asking permission or welcome first.
While Maya, she just realized with a slightly slurred word or insinuate her husband's client.
Oh he should not have said that to the important client Samuel, the inner Maya who regretted his words just now.
"M-sorry--I don't mean---"
"You don't have to apologize," Dean cut quickly.
"You're right, I'm the owner of the company and definitely just stay to play orders to subordinates. What are they getting paid for if not for, isn't that Maya?"
"Huh? Maya?! How dare he call me by name?" maya's mind is upset.
Maya only smiled a glance in response to the handsome man.
"Have you ordered anything?" ask Maya finally, however she should be able to be polite with the husband's client.
Dean shakes.
"Oh if I may suggest, the steak here is very tasty, we also have a new menu that must be very filling your stomach during the day." Maya.
"Well, I'll just follow what you ordered."
A few minutes after Maya's departure towards the pantry cafe, Dean saw with both sparkling netra, a jet-black female figure that this time he pigtails with a small bun there. Some strands of children's hair dangled and moved freely in the wind. Women with a slightly protruding stomach but still beautiful walk gracefully while carrying trays containing delicious food.
"Please enjoy your meal, sir" Maya said.
Dean smiled then looked for a moment at the face that was always decorated with a sincere smile.
"Just call Dean without having to say anything." Dean spoke softly.
Maya just smiled in response.
"Is this your cafe May?" dean asked with a slight pull on the end of his thick eyebrows. Maybe trying to figure something out.
Maya nodded slowly while smiling a little. Suddenly he remembered the ocean.
"Oh sorry, I have to step down first."
"You got any other business, May?"
The deg....!
This is the third time the man has called her by name, Maya thought.
"Yes, I have to pick up the Ocean."
"Our samudra....??" dean asked with a surprised expression.
"Yes Ocean, my son."
"Oh-"
Dean rounded his lips to oh-ria.
"Please enjoy your meal sir."
Pamit Maya, he immediately stepped away leaving Dean who was still sitting amazed to see the departure of the woman who somehow so quickly managed to make him fall in love. Unfortunately, the woman was the wife of another man.
"Damn...!! Why are we meeting now, Maya?" dean muttered a little.
to be continue....