Conqueror of the Casanova

Chapter 30 Dinner

...Happy Reading's...

...\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=...

The day has now changed to night, the sun has sunk since an hour ago.

Currently, Diandara, Gio, Ares, Eros and Lisna, were at the dining table. Prepare for dinner together.

"Welcome to our family, Son Gio. Sorry, we can't host you in our own house" Eros said.

"Ah, it's okay, Dad. I'm the one who should be thanking you, because, Father and Mother, I'm willing to accept me, to be a part of your family."

Gio answered so courteously, without taking away the charisma that always accompanies every move of the man.

Eros nodded his head with a warm smile that even Diandra had not seen for a very long time, from his father.

There was a sense of tightness inside Diandra's chest, when she saw that smile was not shown to her.

Inwardly, he so missed the smile that had always been engraved from his role model face.

"Dian, get your husband ready to eat." Lisna reminded Diandra who looked dreamy.

"Yes, Mother," answered Diandra briefly.

The woman, immediately standing up and taking the plate that was in front of Gio, she picked up some rice and some kind of food at random.

Gio glanced at a glance, Diandra's face. He had caught a silent stroke in his eye, even though it was visible only briefly.

"Please, Son Gio. Sorry, the dishes are sober," said Eros.

Gio grimaced, when he saw almost full food on his plate, coupled with the presence of a lot of sambal.

'Oh, my God, is he gonna feed me, or is he gonna eat me?' he murmured in the heart.

He is among those who do not like spicy, including sambal. Living abroad for several years, making him accustomed to the menus there.

"I–iya, Father," nodded Gio, with a forced-looking smile.

Dian started eating with her own food menu, which was much less than Gio's.

When compared, maybe Dian's food is only four of all her husband's food.

Swallowed the saliva with great difficulty, before he finally began to feed the rice into his mouth.

Unlost sense, Gio smiled sumringah, when he found an idea to reduce the portion of food on his plate a little.

"Darling, would you like to try to have me? Here, I bribe," he said, prodding a spoon in front of his wife's lips.

Diandra widened her eyes, upon hearing the call from Gio. He grew even more annoyed when he heard Gio's next words, even with the spoon now ready to go into his mouth.

Diandra circulated his gaze, looking at everyone who was there. He was again surprised by the situation.

Apparently, his parents and Ares were watching him and Gio. They even stopped eating it, to see the attitude of the two newlyweds.

Dian smiled sarcastically, then violently devoured the spoon held out by Gio.

"Where, good?" tanya Gio, who instantly got the nod from Diandra.

'This guy!' angrily Diandra dalma heartily, stared intently at Gio, while chewing his food.

Gio smiled faintly in response to his wife's annoyance.

Finally, dinner ended, with the state of the stomach Diandra and Gio are uncomfortable, because of too much eating.

Their stomachs were almost

exploding, so full.

Diandra chose to go back to the room, there was still a lot of work that she had to take care of, what else with the restaurant fire problem that had not found a bright spot.

While Gio was invited to talk first by Eros, on the front porch.

"Res, if Dad or Mommy asks me, please tell me that you have a lot of work, yes," Diandra said to her sister.

"Seez, where are you going?" eros asked, looking suspiciously at his sister.

"I'm not going anywhere, just want to do office work. It was the same yesterday afternoon that I did not enter, so my work piled up," reason Diandra.

'Certainly yes, Teteh, no lie, right?" Ares is still doubtful.

"Yes, I just want to work in the room" replied Diandra again.

Ares finally nodded, he was willing to obey the wishes of his brother.

"Well, finally. Yeah, I'm going to the room first." Diandra breathed a sigh of relief, when he saw his sister nod, he immediately said goodbye to the room.

Ares just stared at the departure of his brother who was getting away, until shortly afterwards disappeared from view because of the door closed room.

He exhaled, turning around to enter his room. Just now, his hand grabbed the doorknob, his mother had already called from behind.

"Res, where's your neighbor?" ask Lisna.

Ares turned around, facing his mother, before answering the question.

"In the room, Bun. He said, more work," replied Ares.

"What right?" Lisna did not believe the words of her youngest child.

"Yes, Bun. If, Mother, not percya, just try to go to his room," said Ares.

Lisna looked at the door of Diandra's room, she hesitated to knock directly.

"Every day is like this, Res?" lisna asked, looking at Ares restlessly.

"What, Bun?" Ares could not yet grasp the meaning of his mother's question.

"That attitude and your busyness. Is every day like this?" lisna said, asking more clearly.

"I don't know, Bun. Because all this time I have never missed work .. just yesterday the same today I see you do not go to work. But it's not always at home, going home late in the afternoon or even in the evening, if there's overtime and meetings outside" replied Ares, explaining her brother's habits during his stay here.

"So you and Dian, when is there time to chat?" ask Lisna.

There was a pain that creeped in the gap of his heart, when he heard the bustle of his eldest son.

"Usually in the morning, before we go to work," Ares replied.

"So when it's night, he's rarely home?" Lisna was investigating her eldest son from Ares.

All this time, he did know that Ares lived with Diandra, only that he never asked about the activities of his eldest son.

Long separated, it feels like he can ask about his son and find out he is healthy, it has become a happiness for him, until he forgets to ask Ares further.

Ares nodded, confirming his mother's words.

"It's not rare, Bun. More precisely, it was always soy sauce when he came home from work, so he chose to immediately rest in the room," said Ares, clarifying again.

Lisna nodded faintly, since earlier her gaze could not be separated from the tightly closed door of Diandra's room.

"If, Mother, want to see each other, just knock on the door," said Ares.

"Heem," Lisna nodded, turned to Ares' face, and said.

"You just go in the room, get some rest."

"Yes, Bun. I entered the room first" Ares said, before opening the door.

Lisna only glorified in response.

His steps swayed slowly, heading to the front door of Diandra. A longing that has not even been fully divided, however, the child does not even seem to care about his presence in this house.

His hand was about to knock on the door, though he seemed hesitant.

It sounded faint, Diandra was talking to someone, inside there. There was a curiosity in his heart.

'Who is he talking to?'

...🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹...

...Seriate...