
Laras and Nabil sat facing each other, while another table saw Amoy and Nabil's driver sitting together. Why did Laras not see them when Amoy sat by the door. Now she is stuck sitting in front of her own husband while she is with another man. Nabil who was looking at lowly Laras put on a cynical face.
Baras forgot how to say hello. His tongue was muddy with sweat flooding his forehead. Love is there but in him he feels guilty about it. He shouldn't have come here with Benz.
"Benz, I'm not hungry, I'm first yeah" Laras got up from there but quickly Benz pulled the girl's hand back to sit down.
"Where first? he Ras, you can not go before eating see your face shoots warm later you hurt Race"
"Usually if the rich girl is something to hide" interrupted Nabil spicy. the barrel who thrashed to release his hands from Benz fell silent.
"Sory, instead of me wanting to interfere, introduce me to Nabil" Nabil reached out to Laras. What the hell does this mean? this guy doesn't know Laras that's what he means?
Laras tried to guess and foolishly he returned the hand with a stiff movement Laras returned the hand. Laras' fingers were pinched momentarily between Nabil's hands. The man's face was full of grin.
"Your face is very innocent, miss, you must be a good and honest woman" said Nabil like a sharpshooter but originally he insinuated.
"I'm being honest." Laras replied nervously. Nabil's eyebrows shot up.
"...I'm honest with myself" Laras continued.
"Okay, it's up to you, lady, I have nothing to do with you, because you're nothing to me"
The eyes of Laras reddened, gini very yes have a husband.even met in the place of ramaipun still a stranger. He does not expect to be envied but at least not like this. Show me a little bit that the guy has it.
"He was a nobody, brother Nabil, but he was my friend, maybe my life partner" Benz blinked at Laras. He played a stuffed frog in the hand of Prolar without realizing the face of the man in front of him was like a lion ready with a scratch. The position of Laras is getting wrong by Benz's words just now.
"Are we looking for one more frog yes one more yes let the couple, ntar we buy another yes let the same"
"Such a frog in the got, if you don't believe bring your girlfriend there she must be happy" said Nabil. The man's voice sounded cold as his face. It's not jealousy or whatever the name is he just mocks the girl, nothing more.
Laras raised his head to boldly look at the personality in front of him with guilt. He is aware of the position but the one who positions him is never aware.
"Tumben eat out? in the cabin you don't have any good food?" prawira asked her son.
"Once in a while take Laras out pa"
The bowed head of Laras silently looked ahead where Nabil was sitting. The man went back to chatting casually with Prawira.
"How is your family Nabil? your wife, what's her name..I forgot, she's a model, right? what's name?"
"Airin" answered Nabil short.
"Oh yes Airin, she is so beautiful! mr. Nabil is happy to get a beautiful wife deserved lately Mr. Nabil rarely eats out usually we often meet at restaurants near here because our tastes are almost the same"
The Ear Barrel hears well between the baper and the heartache. Nabil's wife was not Airin why Nabil would not admit. Is he so tacky that he's not publicly acknowledged. And the good thing is, it turns out Nabil often eats out and lately he rarely goes out. There was a little papermain that Laras felt because he was the one who cooked for Nabil.
"It's not so sir, I have a maid who has been paid a lot to keep the food at home awake but apparently the work was not so bad this morning my maid just disappeared without doing her responsibility"
Original, Laras was satirized with Nabil's words because this morning he did not have time to cook because he was late to wake up. The man had also gone first.
"What Benz says is right, we are men masakin women he must be very happy, we who once helped him cook the word love let alone he who cooks every day for us, he said, his love is very extraordinary" said Prawira's friend.
Nabil's face changed, he cleared his throat before he finally repelled the saying "if I love a woman, she won't make me tired of that"
"Kak nabil sweet too, but it's a different way to take a woman's heart" Benz replied.
An uda-uda delivers food there with an arrangement of plates in his hand. Deftly he arranged various types of sambal dimeja. Benz take food for Barrels of the plate. He also asked for sweet tea on the waiter's uda.
Nabil put some money on the table and then excuse me "sorry Mr. Prawira, I have business next time we meet"
"Lho Nabil you don't eat first"
"No Mr. Prawira, oh Benz if you marry don't forget to invite me, I'll be happy if you get married" Nabil's eyes look sharply at Laras.
"Of course, Brother Nabil, calm down" Benz replied with a laugh because he had teased Laras and the girl's face was red.
Nabil was stomping his way from there. Not long after that, also excuse me. He chased Nabil to the car.
"Sister Nabil! wait!" he stopped Nabil's steps who were about to get into the car.
"Me and him are just friends"
"You think I care?"
"I just told you"
"And I don't want to know anything about you, step aside!"
"No! I'm not going to step aside! I want to ask, is brother angry?"
"I'm angry? angry why? because you're with another guy? you heard! you are not in my heart so anything about your problems is none of my business" Nabil's voice sounded cold and molar hardened
"I don't care if you're angry or hateful, I'm sorry that I appreciate you brother"
"Respect as what?"
"My husband"
"His husband? it's just a temporary pinch so don't take it too hard because you as my wife are too so, sorry there's no place for you in my heart"
Nabil passed through the frozen barrel.
Amoy opened the door for Nabil and before leaving the man looked at Laras. Wanting to say hello to the girl, Laras was a good girl but then he realized the position.
The car left the restaurant. It was like Laras was chasing after the man and asked to return the heart he had stolen and all the things that the man had snatched away.