Consorts of the Heart Mr. Billionaires

Bonus chapter.3 (Honeymoon of Almira and Bima part.3)

Bima stepped quickly down the stairs as her sense of smell detected a charred smell from the direction of the kitchen located on the lower floor. He panicked when he saw the smoke from the stove where his wife was there. Bima quickly approached. Remove the frying pan from the stove top and directly flush the frying pan with water.

"Ohukk." Almira coughed because of her own actions.

"You are okay" said Bima with a look of concern.

"I'm fine .. I was going to fry an egg, but I couldn't break that egg, uh it went into the oil with the shells, he said, it sounded like a firecracker so I did not dare to approach, it ended up being charred," Almira said with a sullen look on her face.

Bima tried to hold back her laughter. She knew she couldn't cook. As the only daughter of the Wilson family, to just crack an egg and slice an onion, of course she never did. He only focused on studying in college.

"You better sit down, let me cook us breakfast." Bima leads the wife to a minimalist dining table in the kitchen.

After Almira sat down. Bima returned to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took the eggs, sausages, chives and carrots. Fortunately, the food in the refrigerator is very abundant. Everything has been prepared by the owner of the Villa, enough for the next week.

The action also began. Almira seemed to be watching the action of a famous chef who was doing the action. Starting from chopping carrots all look very dexterous until he felt embarrassed because as a wife he could not cook even to break eggs alone he was not an expert.

I thought things wouldn't go well when she knew I couldn't cook, but it turned out that she was just smiling and replacing me, the inner Almira.

Not wanting to keep quiet. Almira moved from her seat to approach the husband who looked very serious. He stood beside Bima while continuing to pay attention to how an expert completed his cooking.

"Wait a minute, it'll be over soon."

"You're like a real chef."

"Cooking is about sincerity, if from the beginning you are not confident, then the results will fail."

"I've never tasted the cooking of a girlfriend."

"really?"

Almyra just smiled at her husband. He liked someone a few times but never had a relationship.

"Yes, I've never dated other than you."

"I never did either, it was quite entertaining because it wasn't just me."

Bima presents his homemade omelette to the top of the plate. They went back to the table to enjoy lunch together.

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Somewhere else. Alfaro massaged his forehead after getting a call if he had to leave for Singapore for approximately two weeks. A development project has obstacles, so it must go down directly. He did not want to leave his wife but the demands of the job required him to leave.

Aril who sat in front of Alfaro was no less dizzy. How not, when the plan to propose to the lover is in sight, he must leave the country with the boss. He could already imagine Dinda's facial expression as she said that.

"How do I say this to Arumi, do you have any advice?" tanya as she straightened her head staring at her secretary.

Aril let out a long sigh, how could he give advice when he himself was confused, "I can't think now Sir, I'm also dizzy. I've booked a restaurant and ordered a ring to propose to Dinda, but we have to go."

"Then what should I do? Lately Arumi is more sensitive, I don't want her to be sad because I have to go" said Alfaro then moved from his seat and put on his suit.

"Gentleman where are you going?" ask Aril.

"I'll be home for a while, please handle the meeting this afternoon." Alfaro moved out of his seat and stepped out of his study.

After the departure of the boss. Aril stepped lazily out of the room. While outside, he stopped his steps, looking at Dinda who was busy behind the table. If she had to leave for two weeks it would mean that the marriage would be delayed even more.

How do I say this to him, Aril's mind.

After a while, he continued his steps, memorizing Dinda, "What are you doing?"

"Regularly work on reports" he replied.

Aril was silent again. He was trying to figure out how to say if he had to leave tomorrow.

"Dinda me-"

"Eh I heard from the HRD manager, Mr. Alfaro will leave for Singapore tomorrow, surely Arumi will be very sad, yes, if I were her maybe I'd just cry and disagree if I left."

Aril swallowed his saliva with all his might. The intention to talk was finally gone. He is really not ready to say it but if not now when else, considering the time of departure he and Alfaro are tomorrow afternoon.

"Oh, what were you talking about?"

"That-that's not so, just later."

Aril got out of his place and stepped back to his desk.

~

Time to get home from work finally arrived. As usual, Aril takes Dinda home. He thought it best to find a place to talk. Finally he turned towards a lake that was not far from there.

"Where are we going?" dinda asked as she looked at Aril.

"To the lake, there's something I want to talk about" he replied.

Suddenly, Dinda smiled to herself.

Lest he would propose to me, by the lake quite romantic too, inner Dinda.

~

Arriving at the lake. They stepped together towards a fallen tree trunk to sit while looking at the calm lake water.

"What do you want to talk about?" ask the impatient Dinda.

Aril took a deep breath and then exhaled it. He looked at Dinda who kept smiling at him.

"Before I say it, I want you to promise not to get angry let alone cry."

"Yes I promise, what the hell is that?"

"You know, the Mr. Al project is having problems in Singapore."

"I know we talked about it."

"It's not just Mr. Al who's gone, it's me, too."

Deg.

Dinda was shocked to hear Aril's words. It wasn't what he expected out of his girlfriend's mouth. If Aril has to leave, it means they have to split up for two weeks.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes for what I lied, I don't want to go either but where might I let Mr. Al do everything, this is my job."

Dinda lowered her head, she covered her face with both hands. He was sad and a little disappointed. But how else, he must think more openly, and not limit the lover.

"Din, you're okay, right?" tanya Aril while embracing Dinda's shoulder.

Slowly Dinda straightened her head. Aril was surprised when the lover's face was wet with tears.

"What if I told you not to go you'd still go?"

"Sorry, it's a job."

"Huh, I thought you were going to propose to me earlier."

"W-what, applying?"

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