Handsome Fugitive

Third Surprise

Since then, Mr. Morang was still accompanied by Dias enjoying some special food from the country of his mother's birth. Although, it is rare to set foot into this country, but the man still memorized the true taste of every meal.

"Congratulations on your graduation" said the clear-eyed man.

Dias who was sitting in front of him suddenly gasped and stopped the chewing.

"How did you know that?"

Dias began to dare to look at the two beads of the eyes of the man who had once been instrumental in saving him from prison Om Cowboy.

Hearing Dias' question, Mr. Morang only smiled faintly as he lowered his gaze. It turns out that Dias was still a selugu. That's how the man's head was.

"Me and your brother-"

"Oh, yes, I understand," cut off Dias before Mr. Morang finished his sentence. The girl looked to shake her head.

"What are your plans after this?" Mr. Morang began to talk. In fact, he used to often run out of words if he had to deal with other women besides his wife.

Dias reflexively stared at the ceiling of the ballroom, seemingly thinking before responding.

"Married?" asked Mr. Morang, even before the girl found the right answer.

Dias. There is no way she will get married after this. How will I get married? My girlfriend doesn't have it.

"Nr ...." Dias grimacing.

"Oh, I get it. You must not have had a lover," said Mr. Morang as if he could read the mind of Reyden Elbarak's sister.

Hearing Mr. Morang's words, Dias glared back. Not expecting that the calm man before him turned out to be a species of Om-Om sakti mandraguna.

"I'm not Om-Om, Dias. I'm not much different than your brother."

Back, Mr. Morang gave the girl a great surprise.

Instead of feeling strange, Dias even widened his two eyes - astonished.

"Is this sir some kind of vampire today?" ask Dias who started joking. Of course, Dias thought that Mr. Morang belonged to a species of vampire today, because of his ability to read one's mind.

Mr. Morang immediately chuckled.

After that, the two continued to engage in their cool chat.

Meanwhile, at the table located not far from Mr. Morang and Dias, Sakti seemed to bend his face while looking straight at them.

Galbi and Daru, who had been observing the movements of the two men, were now beginning to understand the situation.

"Here you go, you won't win if you have to compete with Young Master" Daru said as he patted Sakti on the shoulder.

The man still did not respond to the ramblings of Mr. Morang's personal assistant, his eyes were still focused on the sweet girl, who had somehow begun to reign in his heart. In fact, they only met once when they were both in Mr. Morang's villa. More precisely, when Sakti was trying to escape Dias.

"I'm sure, you did like the girl when she was the first member" Daru said as he recalled the moment when his boss spent billions of dollars just to free Dias from the entanglement of Om Cowboy. "Especially, now there is no longer the figure of Mrs Olla beside him," continued Daru who made Sakti blink.

Olla's departure due to a plane crash three years ago, really incised a deep wound in the heart of their superiors. Mr. Morang is more aloof and does not want to be present in big events, especially parties.

However, today the three of them were able to witness for themselves what kind of laughter the man showed. As if he had found the antidote, the cheerful side of Mr. Morang who had disappeared swallowed by grief, now rose again to the surface.

Sakti took a long breath.

"It looks like they are destined to be together" said the man, who also wears clear glasses.

Galbi and Daru immediately nodded their omens approving Sakti's statement.

Others are Mr. Morang and Dias, others are Reyden and Elmina. Both of them looked good-bye to the invited guests.

"Where are they going?"

"Can't wait to get through the first night?"

Such is the case if the murmur comes out of the mouths of the guests.

Reyden ignored him, he continued to pull Elmina's hand out of the ballroom.

"Where are we going, Rey?"

"Surprise."

Normally, if Reyden kept something a secret, then Elmina would continue to search him with various questions. But not this time. The girl obeyed and instead commented a smile upon hearing the answer from her husband. Especially to get a surprise. Of course, he was very happy.

Reyden takes Elmina into the elevator.

When the magic box had reached the intended floor, Reyden came out first, then extended his hand to his wife.

Elmina welcomed her husband's hand. The gaze of Mrs Elbarak began to comb through the scene of the rooftop that had been conjured with many candles, which lit on the left and right sides of the red carpet.

Red carpet that stretches from the elevator door to the round table in the corner of the rooftop.

When his second step arrived near the table, Reyden immediately grabbed both of the girl's shoulders to face him.

Elmina began to close her eyes, thinking that Reyden would kiss her right then and there, but she was wrong.

"Aarrrgh!"

The girl was surprised. Both of his eyes reflexively opened.

Both of the husband's sturdy hands turned out to have brought him into the sling in a single jolt.

"It's not yet time" Reyden whispered near Elmina's ear. The young man certainly understood the wife's body language.

Both of Elmina's cheeks were flushed with embarrassment.

Reyden just chuckled a little. He climbed up the stairs and dropped Elmina on the table.

"Hey, where are you going?" ask the girl when she sees Reyden moving from there.

"Please wait a minute, Mrs Elbarak."

Hearing the call, Elmina immediately smiled wryly.

Before long, Reyden returned to the table, then stood in line with Elmina.

"I'm sure you must have missed this moment" said the young man, holding his wife's body back.

Elmina smiled, then wrapped her hands around Reyden's neck.

"All right, my Handsome Fugitive. Take me flying wherever you want" said Elmina near her husband's ear.

Reyden smiled back, then brought his face closer to Elmina. I don't know, who started it first, along with Ryeden's leg jump, the lips of the two of them met each other. Above the height and gust of the night wind, the two flew in a beautiful cradle with each other tasting, tasting, and sipping.

...EXPIRE...