Tough Servant Taste Wife.
15: PTRI: Taste
Hearing the answer from Asena that seemed grateful for all the decisions that Alves took for the two of them, Alves himself just silent and did not comment anything.
He just looked back at the night sky ahead, precisely above the vast ocean that showed its own natural beauty that spoiled the eyes with stars scattered.
However, Asena who saw the look in Alves' eyes that looked sad, made Asena feel that the man beside her was like someone who was reviewing the past.
What was Alves thinking about to the point of showing those silent eyes that no one else had ever shown?
Asena could not figure it out.
Even if the two of them have ever carried out an engagement that is for the business of both of them, then not with the story of the two of them who never shared at all.
“What will you do now?” Ask Asena. He was actually wondering what Alves would do after this, because now Alves is back in his lonely days.
“What else? I'll work as usual.” And that's what Alves answered. He took a sip back of the remaining wine until it ran out in one drink, then gave it to Asena.
Asena just shook her head slowly. He really did not want that answer, because what Asena wanted was that in the future, would anyone take his place?
Become Alves' fiancee and end up in love with this man?
“I mean not in the field of work, but your romance. What are you gonna do when we both end our relationship? There's no way you're going to be single, right?” Ask Asena again, explaining the details of the intent of her previous question.
Alves finally turned his body to the left side, facing Asena who turned out to be ready for a relationship to be a wife with another man.
“‘I myself don't know either. I just did something that I wanted to do according to my heart. So about that question of yours, of course I can't answer.” Bright Alves.
“Ok, I won't force you. But, you better hurry up and have a partner, so you don't look like a lonely bear.” Asena's message, she returns Alves's glass to Alves herself, and Asena leaves Alves, leaving him alone again.
VUSH…..
Alves looked at his own watch and the clock showed it at nine o'clock in the evening.
“Again I have come, show my face, I better go home now.” Lirih Alves stared at the view from the seaside town for the last time before Alves decided to leave the balcony.
But just out of the balcony, he was immediately faced by a crowd of women who had been waiting for him from earlier.
“Mr Alves, can we chat for a moment?”
“Tuan-”
“Mr Alves-”
“Master, do you want leaf-”
Hearing all the sickening noise, just silently but with his right hand he lifted up, all the women who were about to approach him, immediately fell silent at that moment.
“Do you guys have nothing else to do but huddle with me? Many pr he's here, so don't just focus on me.” A sentence of innuendo with a warning spice that immediately makes them absolutely no one can comment anything. “And one more,”
Alves looked at them all one by one, he would look at one at a time recalling all the faces that dared to approach him.
After finishing, Alves also gave his spicy speech again. “Not a single perfume you wear, which suits my taste. So I think it's better that you guys don't approach me, because otherwise I'm going to make you stay away from me by force.” Imbuh Alves, then walked away past dozens of women who were willing to give him a special path.
Alves went from where it was actually quite torturing him, as all the scents from everyone came together and made Alves himself feel like vomiting.
That is, why Alves prefers to be alone and away from such crowded places.
"Sir, where are you going?" One question that disturbs the emotions of Alves who then found a woman who was holding wine in her hand, greeting him?
No, the woman in front of him was not just to say hello.
Looking at his two hands there were two glasses of wine, then Alves had a little guess that one of them was for him.
"Is this really your business?" Alves squinted his eyes. Making his interlocutor instantly make a doubtful expression.
"Of course, sir, wasn't that an-.akh..!" Not yet able to speak properly, this woman suddenly staggered forward, and because in both hands was holding a glass filled with wine, Alves who was about to turn around for a moment, his clothes were doused in the red liquid.
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