
CHAPTER 15
The day was getting late Dwyne who struggled with reports feeling his body was very sore and tired, he went out of the room to stretch his muscles. Seeing Mama Nayla in the kitchen making a cake, not forgetting Dayana helping beside her.
“Honey, mom make your favorite cake and Dariel”
“Iya ma”
“But also he”, inner Dwyne is upset because Dayana looks familiar with Mama Nayla.
“Nayra's mother how are you?”, asked Dwyne.
“Good mother, sometime stay at the house of Oma Nilla, we spend time like it used to”, Dayana tries to get close to her cousin sister.
“If I slept there Dewa would have followed”, Dwyne was so concerned about Dayana's change of attitude.
“Ah, yes..emmm of course Doctor God is your husband Dwyne”, nervous Dayana.
“Good if you understand”, said Dwyne got attention from Nayla.
The mother-of-three felt there was something else hidden by her niece and son, who knew what it was but seemed to be related to God. Nayla brushes off bad thoughts about her past with Rayden.
“Ma, I asked for jus”, pinta Dwyne then kissed Mama's cheek and returned to the workspace.
Wrestling with the number of sales reports and target markets, a little make his eyes tired and his body tired. He also recalled the offer of God who invited him to watch movies and dinner outside, Dwyne stared at the phone on the table wanting to contact her husband but a sense of prestige in the chest said ‘Not’.
“No, no. It was the same as giving him hope”, his inner self.
Dwyne leaned back, her little sister still in school living with Oma Anggi and Papa Dave in England, while Stephanie continued her studies in America. Only her cousin Dayana is here, but Dwyne is reluctant to give her sister space.
Dwyne finally had to contact Assistant D to accompany her for a walk outside the house and enjoy coffee at the R&B cafe. Dwyne hoped not to meet Dariel because her sister would definitely make fun of him not going with the Gods.
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After enjoying coffee now Dwyne arrived at one of the malls owned by his family, Dwyne walk around the shopping center. He who is not the consumptive type is not tempted to buy the latest branded objects. Visiting the mall just to clear his mind, this beautiful woman prefers to enjoy culinary than buying goods, because ranging from bags, clothes, shoes to jewelry has been owned including vehicles.
“Ah, Assistant D, what do you want to buy?”, asked Dwyne.
The bespectacled assistant only sighed, all he needed was a day off instead of accompanying his boss around the mall. Weekends are the most awaited days, especially activities that are always crowded make it difficult to find a life partner.
“Thank you miss”
The two walked together at Dwyne's request because this was outside of working hours, but still the mall employees saluted the daughter of the Bradley family.
“Do you want ice?”, point Dwyne at the ice cream sundae booth at the end, please,
“Bby miss, let me queue”, bargain with Dwyne.
“Alright I wait there”
Dwyne sat in a chair reserved for mall visitors.
“Young”'s phone
“Zayn?”, staring in disbelief this notoriously cold assistant is in the mall. “What are you doing here?”.
Zayn's assistant chuckled, “Do you not know if I have a typical middle east restaurant here?”.
“Does miss need anything?”, she asked.
“No Zayn”
Crew
Dwyne and Assistant D looked at each other, and followed by a laugh on the lips of his personal assistant, apparently the embarrassing belly voice came from Assistant D.
“Sorry Miss Bos”, great-grandson.
“Ck, you are embarrassing”, umpat Dwyne, “Where is your restaurant, Zayn?, I don't want Assistant D to be sick from hunger while accompanying me here”, Dwyne walks away from the two assistants. Zayn ran in the footsteps of his boss' daughter and steered his way to the restaurant in question.
“Yes my stomach”, shrill Assistant D who stepped quickly tailed behind Dwyne and Zayn.
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While in the car that was driving a man smiled after receiving a message in the form of proof of transaction from his partner. The god got a considerable sum of money, and he intended to give it to Dwyne. This handsome doctor also decided to stop at one of the malls owned by his wife's family, parked the car and walked happily into the shopping center.
His brain was busy thinking about what gifts would be suitable for his wife, until the Gods crossed the festive store and stopped right in front of him. A smile was engraved wide on his lips, with definite steps he visited the quite crowded shop.
“Can you help me choose a suitable jewelry for a woman?”, pinta Dewa on one of the servants.
“Sure sir please”.
The god was very confused to see a shiny object neatly displayed in a glass box, according to him all beautiful and beautiful. The waiter began to recommend several jewelry ranging from rings, necklaces, bracelets to several pairs of earrings. God knocked on the glass box, he himself did not know if his wife was more happy to wear jewelry like what.
“For wife can be necklace or ring master, this is our latest edition”, her index finger on the row of necklace is also a ring.
God saw there were two necklaces that were very beautiful, simple in shape he again thought to determine the two choices. While imagining the beautiful face of his wife finally God gave a necklace worth 40 million as the first gift he would give to Dwyne.
Before returning home God chose to fill the stomach first because this afternoon he missed his lunch. While passing through several restaurants, his net caught the beautiful face he had imagined a few moments ago, “Dwyne”, muttered God rushed over to his wife, but his leg movement stopped where when Assistant Zayn sat in front of his wife.
The god exhaled a rough breath and clenched his hand, he was more and more steady to meet his wife, “Dwyne”, call the God immediately two people who sat quietly without a word turned towards him.
“God?”
“Doctor Dewa?”
“What are you doing?, Dwyne let's go home”, invite God to pull his wife's hand, but tepis by Dwyne.
“You're all right?, go home by yourself”.
“Dwyne”
“Do not force doctors, miss says do not want to go home”, said Zayn no less cold.
“Dwyne I am your husband, come with me”, said the Lord kept staring at his wife who did not look at him.
“Not”, Dwyne replied ketus.
“Assistant Zayn can leave us both?”
“Hey, what right do you have to expel such a person?, you better be the one who returns God. After all, instead of you having a practice schedule but wandering around the mall like this?, are you enjoying the weekend with your lover?”, said Dwyne remembering how God treated his cousin.
Tbc