Handsome CEO Shadow Wife

The Trapping Meeting

Lestari drove the two to Soekarno Hatta Airport, making sure his son and son-in-law did not escape. He wants both of them to continue their honeymoon as well as possible. He had to act, in order for the two to get along faster. He did not want to hope for the two foreigners who were forced to marry. Lestari knew very well, if the two still felt awkward together. The middle-aged woman could feel it, although both of them tried to cover desperately.

Lestari understands it is not easy to adapt to a stranger who lives in a room. Therefore, he arranged this plan. However, those elders were indeed a little guilty of forcing a relationship. However, they cannot be forced if there is no story behind all the unilateral decisions they take. They, the parents, just want to give their best for their children.

"Be careful on the road" said Lestari, staring at the two in turn. There was a sense of relief that slipped into his heart because both of them wanted to comply with his request.

"Thank you, Ma. Mama's also careful on the way home." Dhatu hugged his mother-in-law.

Lestari patted Dhatu on the shoulder, then he put his lips closer to the woman's ear, "Mama has entered the lingerie in your bag because mama saw none of your clothes are ready for this holiday event. Use it well and enjoy your honeymoon."

The middle-aged woman distanced her face, blinked one eye at Dhatu, and smiled seductively. While Dhatu looked down embarrassed, trying to hide the pink tinge that adorned both cheeks. Dhatu's odd attitude made Dirga look at the two questioningly. There was a sense of unease that suddenly slipped into his heart.

"Well, same Dhatu" said Lestari while hitting Dirga's arm slowly.

The two hugged Lestari, then said goodbye. Dirga clasped Dhatu's hand with his free hand, completing their play in front of Lestari. Dhatu can feel his heart racing because of the grip of their hands. Every now and then he glanced at Dirga, asking inwardly about the foreign vibrations that were creeping slowly and filling every side of his heart. A taste he could not understand.

Dirga's question increasingly makes Dhatu's heart unsettled. He smiled awkwardly without looking at Dirga. He was afraid that the man could listen to the rhythm of his heart at this time, too tight and he could not control it.

"It ... anu .. Mama said carefully," Dhatu lied while biting his lower lip tightly.

"Not before whispering, Mama said, have you been careful?" Now Dirga looked at him closely, being stared increasingly wrong. He pulled his hand from Dirga's grasp, trying to cover up the nervousness that was controlling his heart.

"It's nothing, really. Just ask us to take care of each other." Dhatu lowered his head, not wanting Dirga to see his heartbreak.

The man chuckled at Dhatu's timid attitude, convincing him that his mother must have said something that was not true.

"Mama's words don't have to be so thoughtful." Dirga again clasped Dhatu's hand, "we're heading this way, Tu."

Dhatu stared happily at the grasp of their hands. He began to like their togetherness. Although he knew, if all this was just a meeting that was about to end, yet he could not prevent himself from dissolving in taste. Smiles are engraved on both corners of Dhatu's lips.In the heart he hopes, time can stop at this time as well.