Bismillah, I'm Hijab

Likenesses

The smooth, wiggle-fingered hand touched the palm of this handsome, very mature man.

Mr. Prass's bead of eyes instantly sparkled at how beautiful the woman in front of him was.

“Handsome, then this isn't one of Mrs Indonesia a few years ago? Oh what a matching couple.” Devina smiled as she shook hands with Mr. Prass.

He was fascinated when he saw the handsome old man in front of him.

“Prass,”

“Devina,” both name each other.

However, the deheman next to Mr. Prass instantly scattered those interlocking gazes.

“Ehem,” dehem women of high stature parallel to Devina.

Exotic skin, small plates and wide pelvis. The buttocks and chest are very plump. Definitely a favorite of any man. Unfortunately, beauty and stupidity do not make Devina less. She is also beautiful and charming even though her degree is not to become a representative Mrs of the country.

“Include Madam, I'm Devina.” With such courtesy Devina reached out to the woman beside Mr. Prass.

A cold and annoyed face was seen rising on the face of the woman named Yulia Frederica. However, he realized the current position was carrying the name of the husband.

“Yulia, Mr. Prass's wife.” A smile is made as gentle as possible but full of affirmation if no one can glance at her husband.

As an insightful woman, she did not know that Devina had any admiration for her husband.

“It's nice to meet you, Madam. An honor to me.” Once again Devina praised as if she was really an innocent girl.

“Ehem, let's have a seat, Mr. Prass, Mrs Prass.” Mr. Erric.

They all sat down and started ordering dinner.

Devina's long hair fell down as she cut the steak in a graceful motion. His hands were also struggling to put hair on his earlobes. Not forgetting a glass of water.

All of Devina's movements were of course deliberate when her bead eyes were aware of the gaze of the man in front of her.

“Pah, please fissure.” said Yulia asked her husband closer.

However, Mr. Prass made no sound at all.

“Pah,” Yulia nudged Mr. Prass' arm when she realized her husband's eyes were pointing forward to the right. Where Devina sat.

Instantly her chest rumbled to find her husband daring to glance at another woman, but he held it. She is an educated woman. Don't want to look humiliating with the jealousy that rules him.

“Em...excuse me to the toilet for a minute.” Devina uses this trick to find time that only she knows.

“What's up, Mah?” Mr. Prass was shocked when the wife pinched her small hand.

“Mamah ask please his fissure.” says Yulia remains soft.

“He really makes my body vibrate. This is the woman I want.” muttered Mr. Prass staring hungry at Devina's back who stepped away towards the toilet.

“Em Mr's. Erric. Please wait a minute. I'll call my partner. Please enjoy the dish first.” Hurriedly Mr. Prass left the chair as if he was contacting someone.

“Wah Mrs Erric, I did not expect you to be the representative of this country a few years ago, if not Devina who said really I wonder which son of the heir of the company is Mr Prass' wife? You are so perfect. Very compatible with Mr. Prass.” praise Mr. Erric was sincere from his heart.

Yulia who gets flattery is certainly just smiling, this is not the first compliment she gets.

“An honor Mr, I became the representative of my country to honor the name of the place I was born.” replied Yulia no less polite.

Without both of them know that currently, Devina's slim body has been squeezed into the toilet wall by Mr. Prass.

“Tuan Prass, what do you want?” Devina seemed to be in shock. The pull and exhale he deliberately made as strong as possible in order to add to the impression of his protruding chest movements and steal the attention of the man in front of him.

At this table, Yulia continued to talk a lot with Mr. Erric. Talking about the country of Indonesia made Yulia very interested until immediately Mr. Erric said,

“Wait, but why did I see Mr. Prass's face like a copy paste from Devina well, Madam? Is it just my eyes? They like the same people different men and women only?” Finally, Yulia's laughter disappeared upon hearing that.

It turned out that what was on his mind was the same as Mr. Erric.

“Wah seems cool this time, what is talking about, Mah?” ask Mr. Prass who was back then.

His face seemed to smile perfectly. The looks he has are getting stronger.

“Your wife is absolutely perfect, Mr. Prass. Everything about Indonesia he knew. I salute you who can get a woman like Mrs Yulia.” praise Mr. Erric.

“Thank you, Mr.” replied Mr. Prass soberly.

“Devina where is yah? How come you're not back yet?” Mr's Face. Erric dyed to find the woman he brought in dinner tonight.

Shortly after, he saw a woman walking in a downhill approach towards him.

“Ah that's him,” replied Mr. Erric again.

“I'm sorry for a long time, Mr.” said Devina.

Now is the time to discuss the employment contract that will be extended or not by both. Yulia and Devina both listened without intervening.

I don't know what happened in the next second. Devina who started to sit quietly now looked a little agitated. His eyes occasionally moved closed even though he was trying to hold back.

He held his hand firmly and switched to holding the lower body.

“Tuan Prass what is he doing anyway? Ouch?” inner Devina when she realized there was only Mr. Prass's foot crossing the table touching her thigh to the corner of Devina's two legs.

From the front, Mr. Prass could see Devina's face.

“Ah shit why tonight should not be able anyway? I need to meet him as soon as possible. I want it.” Inner Mr. Prass was upset when he previously invited Devina to meet after dinner this evening.

Unfortunately, Devina refused. On the grounds of having to go to the hospital looking after his sister. In fact, he had to go to the guest who made a pact with him.

“Pah, Pah,” call Yulia who sees the husband getting here like bewitched by Devina.

“Ah Yes, Mah?”