Testament marriage
Dinner With Alan

Alan decided to drive his own car. Towards the Resto that was prepared for them. During the trip they fell silent without talking to each other.

Not long after, Alan turned his car into a new restaurant.

"Let's get down."

"wait. Are you sure we're eating here?" tanya Alana looked confusedly into the Resto. Lots of customers meet the transparent glass-walled Resto that can be seen from the outside.

"Why is that?"

"Look, the people in there." Alana looked ahead. "Look at my clothes." Indicate yourself. "It's not appropriate for them at all. Why didn't you tell me we were going to this place?!" moaning Alana clucked fretfully.

Alan did not answer, he removed his seatbelt and opened the car door. He got down and circled the car and opened the door for Alana.

"Down."

"But...."

"I have the right to think you deserve it or not in there. Down." Alan said firmly. Alana had to obey her orders.

"You'll be ashamed to take me there. Uh?"

Alana gasped as her hand suddenly pulled down Alan. The man silenced Alana by bringing the girl in. Not allowing him to talk even.

"Welcome..." Suddenly a servant approached.

"I've booked a place under the name Martin" Alan said.

"good. Come on in" the waiter drove them inside.

Alana tries to let go of Alan's hand. He felt stripped of many pairs of eyes that were fixed on him when entering the Resto. The view that Alana said she was sneering at her.

"Don't put your head down" said Alan, who noticed Alana's attitude.

"Don't mind me. A fast road!" alana groused occasionally hid behind the large body of her husband.

"Basic shy!"

"Not shy, but because I got the wrong costume!" alana replied grumbling.

"You think we're gonna eat five-legged on the side of the road? I told you we'd eat at my friend's restaurant." Alan's reply was no less annoying to Alana. Still can answer the question.

"Don't be mad at me. Where is our seat. Why so long!"

Alan looked at her with anxiety. His little wife is really chatty. "Cabin."

Grep's!

Without permission, Alan pulled Alana and wrapped his hands around her waist. Without consent.

"Eh, peeling!" alana whispered uncomfortably. Trying to take Alan's hand off his waist before he became the center of people's attention. His eyes did not dare to look around. Alan's attitude made him faceless.

"Can you shut up?!"

Alana gets a sharp look from Alan. He told her not to dispute his words. It managed to silence the tiny lips of the woman. Alana quiet. Seeing the woman according, Alan resumed his steps.

"Please come in."

They were escorted to a glass-enclosed room but soundproofed from outside. In the room it is invisible from the outside, but visible from within whatever is around it. There was a sofa surrounding the round table in the middle. In the corner of the room there are typical European ornaments, along with beautiful tulip flowers.

"It's menu. Please order first. I'll be back later. Excuse me." The waiter left.

Alan sat on the sofa in the room. Then he glanced at Alana who was still pecking on the spot.

"Yes, that's very nice..." Alana lands her ass on the couch next to Alan.

"Bawel, because you're so unruly." said Alan.

Alan ordered some food. Soon the waiter came back with someone.

"Hello Mr. Boss, nice to meet you. How are you?!" the bule-faced man approached Alan. Alan stood up and greeted the man. They hugged for a moment.

"good. What about you, Martin?"

"Always amazing Bro. Uh, who is?" Martin glanced curiously at Alana who was sitting quietly beside Alan. Her appearance was like a child, her face was sweet and her body was petite. If people don't know, Alana thinks Alan's sister. Martin was curious about the girl. Rarely did his friend come with a woman.

"My Wife's. Meet him Alana. We just got married a few days ago."

"Your wife?! Holy hooch! Why just tell me? You didn't invite me either!" martin said with eyes glaring in disbelief. He rattled his waist upset at just knowing something this big.

"It's urgent so don't invite everyone. You're in Spain anyway, aren't you?"

"Ah yes. I just got back from there. But at least you tell me the base is a rascal!" Martin punched Alan in the chest slowly and then turned to Alana.

"Halo Alana, my name is Martin, Alan's soulmate" Martin said, shaking hands with Alana. Her attitude turned sweet, smiling charmingly with thin bewok feathers around her lips. It looks like a turkey.

"Hello, I'm Alana. Nice to meet you." reply Alana a little clumsy.

"I don't think Alan, a two-door refrigerator, could marry a girl as beautiful and sweet as you. How did you get acquainted, and decide to ni-"

"Enough talk! Make us some food quick." Alan interrupted Martin's curiosity. His friend would be dangerous for him if allowed to babble. Won't stop talking last night.

"Ah yes. Food yes. Hey, please make Mr. Alan's order! Prepare quickly!" Martin began to rule his employees. He came out of the room to prepare everything. Not every day, he could see Alan coming to his place given the man's busyness. Moreover, he brought his cute wife. His curious soul began to thrash. Time to scrape the warmest news, warmer than the frying pan....Ckk

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"Your friend is weird. Like kam..ups!" Alana covered her mouth with her hands. Almost lost in talking. "My fuss is he's very active."

'Actives ask me this that! Scalp and love to pinch my cheek! He only does it when you go to the toilet. Am I a child what is it like?!'  batin Alana is upset.

"Active why? She ask you something?" Alan took a quick glance at Alana, then resumed driving.

"Yes that's it. He was very curious about our relationship before marriage."

"You answered what."

"Emb, I pretended to cough just now. What do you want to answer, we just got married because we were betrothed. You yourself do not want this to be revealed." said Alana.

"Smart. It's not time we told everyone. Act like we know each other" Alan said.

"Know each other? Where possible! I can't do it. Keep lying to others like this." reject Alana. He doesn't want to know more about Alan. Not far away, he already knew how his nature and habits were! Very bad and have no feelings! Ogah once pretended as if they were a matching couple.

"We do it outside. If it's hard, I'll tell you all about myself." Alan said.

'Wait, knowing all about her?" Alana thought for a moment. 'Maybe this is my chance to know his weakness. Nicely done!'  Alana pulled one corner of her lips.

"What do I need to know?" Alana glanced at Alan with her eyes tails. Pretending not interested in Alan's answer. Wishing to make the man reveal all his great secrets. That way he can find his weakness.

"Wait home."

"Eh?"

"You want to know about me, don't you, I'll tell you when we're in the room." Alan pulled the corner of his lips faintly and refocused his mind forward. Drive the car in the middle of the congested highway. Letting Alana wonder in her heart.

'Righted? What does he want to tell you to be in the room?'  Alana's small brain digs (loading) instantly.