Disaster Because of Marriage

Part 17's. Dinners

Julian tight-lipped. He did not answer or react. The man instead chose to puff his cigarette smoke and after it was felt, then the man smiled and moved up from his seat.

"Please come in, Mr. Satriawan." Julain politely invited, Raka Satriawan to go inside.

Raka, nod her head. The man looked out, "Thank you" he said politely to a servant who had led him to this private place.

The man entered with his head obscuring the entire room which was filled with white. Even the couch where Julian was laying his ass was white.

"Don't be too nervous, sir. There's just the two of us here. So, relax." Julian stepped forward with his outstretched right hand, intending to invite Raka to shake.

Raka who saw that certainly stood still and welcomed the hand of his, this business partner. He did not even forget to present a smile to the flat-faced Julian.

Who knows, he's smiling. Julian can get a little suave and not young-tempered.

"Please sit down." Julian sideways gave, Raka a path to approach her seat.

Raka nodded. The man seemed to be unable to stop to smile, "Thank you." With a resolute move, he approached the sofa and immediately threw his butt over there.

Raka caught up with the man. He moved to get closer to the sofa he had been sitting on, "Casual, Sir. We're just gonna do oba-"

Julian's words came to a halt as a knock on the door rang out his eardrum. The man turned his head towards the door and it was along with raka who was also doing the same.

"Lake in!"

The door opened immediately as Julian exclaimed. In front of the door were two female servants standing up and directly stepping in with both hands carrying trays.

The first entry was a woman carrying a tray containing Beef Tanderloin's food.

One of the foods that are quite popular in this restaurant. The female servant placed a plate of Beef Tanderloin in front of Julian and another in front of Raka.

"Please enjoy." The maid pulled over, making the waiter behind her move forward.

The newly advanced waiter immediately set up the high-legged glass right next to Julian and Raka's food plate.

After doing that, the waitress opened the bottle, making a distinctive red wine aroma piercing the sense of smell, Raka and Julian.

In an elegant style, the woman poured the contents inside the bottle. Seems enough, he immediately turned to his glass glass, Raka.

"Thank you," Julian said, making the two maids bow their heads respectfully.

Meanwhile, Raka herself. She just floated a smile to thank you, "Perfect service, isn't it?" julian asked after the two women left.

Raka smiled, "Yep, but I think this is too much, Mr. Julian. Why doesn't Ki talk about work in the office?"

Julian grinning. He festively packs a cigarette that a few minutes ago he puts on a small table in the middle of the sofa.

Julian took out another cigarette from inside, "Cigarette." The man offered the nicotine-containing item to Raka.

Raka refused with her head shaking. Julian who saw that raised both eyebrows, "You don't consume cigarettes?" asked the man with a very clear line of confusion.

"I smoke, but rarely. At least at the time was sad or was not good," answered Raka and it managed to make Mike who had managed to burn the tip of his cigarette, nodded.

The man directly flanked his cigarette between the gap of the index and middle fingers, "That means we are the same. I also take a sip of a cigarette if it's in bad shape."

Raka immediately raised her brow next to a puzzled one. Julian who saw that sighed, making the cigarette smoke that he had just as easily fly in the air.

"I don't want to talk much. Come on, where did you take my wife yesterday?" Raka asked with a tone that already sounded serious. The look of his eyes had changed and the look on his face was flat again and seemed unfriendly.

Raka grinned she grabbed the high-legged glass, "Indeed why? Haven't you allowed me to do anything for thirty days?" Instead of answering, Raka asked back. After that he moved to stick the side of the glass on his lower lip.

While on the side, Julian. The man squinted his eyes. He did not like to have his questions answered with questions.

"Yes, I did ask you to do that. But why overdo it like that? He also has another life."

"Another life?" parrot with one corner of the lips raised.

"Yes, she's my wife." Julian replied firmly.

Raka grinned, "Your wife? Since when do you think of Airin as a wife? Wasn't she just a wreck and you'd give up that woman if I managed to make her fall in love?"

Julian immediately silenced, Karen Raka managed to check on him. Yeah, why has he been acting so strange lately?

***

Central jakarta, 17.30pm

Julain stopped his car right at a large gate belonging to his family's house. As usual, the man would only honk to call the woman who was inside.

Yes, you know why he is so. Yep, Julian is lazy to come down and go inside. He also lazy to act in front of Mama and her Papa later.

"Mas!" Airin greeted while waving his hand. The dore woman today is still looking beautiful in her current hijabers suit, running close to her husband's car.

He circled the front, the car to get to the front passenger door. Julian who saw it immediately moved to open the door, so that, the wife could enter.

"Finally, you know, Mas. That was si-"

"Silent. Stop talking while I'm driving." Airin immediately shut up. She's wheezing.

"Sorry, forgot." Airin was like a straight obedient noiseless person and he chose to hook his seatbelt.

Julian, who had seen his wife ready, moved around in his car. Now their goal is to go home.

***

"So morning didn't you accompany me, Mama to the mall?" Julian asked with a straight forward look.

"aaa?" Airin was gaping with round eyes in surprise, as only this time Julian started a conversation.

If you guys just know yeah. Throughout their marriage. Julian very rarely opens his point of conversation, casual conversation, if angry he is already at number one.

"You didn't buy anything?" Jukian did not repeat the previous question.

Airin grimaced and scratched his head wrapped in hijab, "No," the woman replied in a soft tone.

"Why? I give you money every month, right? Don't tell me you're intentionally like that, because you want to drop my image in front, Mama."

No, just now Airin was happy because he was asked nicely, but no less than a minute, he had received the Nagging.

"I don't like shopping for clothes, Mas. At home, I already have a lot, when do you want to buy again? that's not so." Airin replied calmly and Julian who heard that just clucked.

"As far as you. But, one thing. Later tonight get ready. Put on some pretty clothes, 'cause we're going to dinner."

"aaa?"

...T.B.C...