The Will of Love in Tokyo
Her husband #74

"Husband's candidate has arrived. You guys look at me all right. Which parts do you think are unattractive?"

A heavy sexy voice sounded suddenly behind them. Leehans, the owner of the voice just now, had been standing gallantly in front of the door of the measuring room of the clothes. The man they were bullying, stood there for a long time without them noticing.

The two assistant designers were silenced, as soon as they saw who came was Desta's future husband. The handsome men are amazing, which they are no longer strangers to. A few days ago, she appeared on a television screen with a senior professional artist, Shena.

Desta looked at Leehans awkwardly. Feeling reluctant if the chatter of the two assistants was heard by Leehans.

"Hows it? Do you think I'm still not worthy of this girl?" Leehans asked the two assistants as his eyes glanced leisurely towards Desta.

Fix already, Leehans had heard all the chatter the assistant had about him. Very embarrassed, but already, anyway the chatter contains a good prayer. Prayers for the happiness of the home.

Will Leehans love her and then have children? Is it true that he will not return to Surabaya, and will be with Leehans forever? Ah, what about the six months after the inheritance was in his hands? Will Leehans tell her or should she ask for a divorce?

The man who was choosing a groom's shirt with an assistant designer, felt very far from his achievement. Expecting a return of feelings from her, from a charismatic man is almost perfect, as impossible as it is for her. It feels like you are missing the moon in your lap.

"Miss, come. Do you think the choice of your future husband is right?"

Assistants called for Desta to approach inside the dressing room, where Leehans was inside. The locker room was very wide, there Leehans was on the phone with a black tuxedo suit attached to his body. Desta was like seeing a dream prince in his imagination appear real in front of him.

But the scene looks imperfect with the shirt buttons open, and the tie I have looks sideways. Desta only looked at the incompatibility, with a worried heart to fix it.

"Miss. You are his future wife. Please help us tidy up that shirt, will you?"

The assistant approached Desta and half whispered to her. Desta went wrong. Not wanting to cause question marks and unpleasant rumors, Desta complied with the assistant's request.

Slowly around him Leehans was still talking on his phone. Without saying a word, his hands stretched out toward Leehans chest. Desta's hand had touched a shirt button to put in the hole. However, it suddenly felt his hand being caught quickly by Leehans' big hand. Apparently Leehans who was less aware of his arrival, felt surprised by Desta's touch on his chest.

Hearing that remark, Leehans instantly understood. But not immediately released the soft hand from his grasp. The man turned off his cell phone and stared fixedly at Desta. Desta moved a hand for Leehans to take off his hand.

Leehans slowly removed the soft hand that was stuck right on his chest. Desta was a little nervous. His hands again tried to put the button into Leehans's shirt hole. It felt even more wrong, when he realized Leehans continued to look at his face, while letting Desta's hand continue to move to touch his chest.

"Sorry sir, raise your face a little, this bow tie is a little slanted down."

Desta quickly corrected the position of the tie. Now the appearance of Leehans with a suit of his choice looks more pleasant to enjoy .

Desta has retreated.

"Trims Desta."

Desta simply nodded and stayed away from Leehans to return to where he was. Now Leehans started making his phone calls back.

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The selection of the evening wedding dress went well. Desta returns home with his mother Benn and the driver returns. Leehans, on his own, had left in his luxury car for a hotel to continue meeting with one of his co-workers.

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