KEEPING SECRETS (CAN YOU?)

Eps. 40 Main Nyosor Only

Previous eps…

‘Whoaa! Why exactly a scene like this there is a restless duo anyway. Why ga from earlier also taped rich gini Diva???’ Bethoven's sudden heart murmur was cold because his arm had now been attached to Diva's arm and chest. His face immediately blushed red.

“Loh Betho's brother is sick? How come his face is now red like fried shrimp.” Ask Bella.

At once the Diva let go of her hand and faced Bethoven, then she bent down to look at Bethoven's face carefully. The same goes for Bella and Cherry. Genk BCD seems to be as one of their own as they are so compact. The three scrutinized closely, even the three observed while holding each other's chins. It was as if they were observing a complete beauty.

“Heh! What the hell are you guys doing?” Sergah Bethoven was wrong because he was seen closely by three beautiful girls.

“Betho's sister hurts?” Ask them in unison.

“No, no kok.”

“Why is now Betho's face flushed?” Investigate the Diva with her right index finger attached to the chin and forehead that frowned as if thinking hard.

“Iya. Really kak.” Timpal Cherries.

“Betul, right, right. Red bang biking gemasssss.” Connect Bella while sticking her two palms on her own cheeks.

Diva then placed the back of her palm on Bethoven's forehead.

“Custom only. No heat.”

“You all are why the hell? I just want us to eat foodcourt. I'm thirsty.” Bethoven's sting is increasingly uncomfortable with such conditions.

Bethoven walked alone in front, while the BCD genk trailed behind him joking with his frenzy.

‘Sial, shit, shit, ngedate today failed miserably.’ For Bethoven's inner growling.

\===o0o===

“Oma...” Call Sadil slowly while styling Nabila's hair. While Wawan is busy polishing Nabila's face with makeup.

“Hmmm..”

“Women said last afternoon, this dinner event is only oma Nabila and regent.”

“Iya.”

“Eeee...” Sadil is still hesitant to continue what he thinks.

“Why?” Ask Nabila.

 “I'm suddenly scared huh? Oma Nabila with a sexy dress like this, then alone.” Sadil paused for a moment. “I'm afraid later ifa can abuse it.”

“If he dares to do that, I'll call the police.” Answer Nabila firmly. He actually felt the same worry. But in his mind and heart said the show must go on. So just do it professionally, and hope nothing embarrassing happens.

In half an hour the dinner with the regent will begin. Dresses have been chosen, makeup and hairdressing is done.When choosing heels in color in line with goldie accessories.

Nabila pecked himself for a while in front of the mirror. Both of his assistants also pay close attention to his appearance.

“Hmm.. The material of this dress is nice bwanget. Fall of nempel on the board.” Praise Wawan.

“Ber oma now looks like Kim Kardashian or On In Hye when passing on the red carpet.  So beautiful, so elegant and so hot. Very, very hot lady.” Timpal Sadil's.

Nabila then styled as if he was posing in front of the photographer. One leg advanced forward and bent so that the lower hem of the dress revealed sideways revealing her smooth white thighs and calves.

A fifty-year-old man stood in a black suit welcoming Nabila who entered the restaurant with a female waiter. The man was short-bodied and fattened with a protruding belly and very clearly visible poking. Her hair was slightly wavy but it was obvious baldness had attacked her. He smiled broadly displaying his big, neat teeth.

“Thank you Mr. Kemal. You also look very charming.” Nabila replied and then reached out in reply.

An unexpected event occurred. As soon as the hands of Nabila and the hands of the regent, Kemal was linked. Kemal immediately bent his body and then kissed the back of Nabila's hand intensely.

Nabila was aghast and reflexes pulled his hand fast.

Kemal with a bent position raised his head to look at Nabila.

Nabila just replied smiling dikulum as if embarrassed.

‘Fuck, whatever the style. Main nyosor only tuh lip.’ Nabila's heart was angry. But as a talented artist, Nabila also showed acting surprised and blushed before the regent of Kemal.

Now they sit facing the table. Round-shaped table with a wide white cloth cover dangling the floor. In front of Nabila and Kemal presented the tableware in a complete closed state and then there was a flute glass*). And two standing candles with candles that have been lit.

‘Hmm... This regent seems to want a candle light dinner with me?’ Inner Nabila after seeing the table layout in front of him.

Kemal snapped his fingers. Then a man's servant came pushing a trolley with a bucket of ice cubes and a bottle of champagne on top. After arriving the man's maid showed Kemal the brand and the year of champagne making. Kemal smiled and nodded his head. The man's waiter then took the champagne lid opener.

POP!

The champagne had opened and spilled the alcohol foam from inside the bottle. A great view for champagne fans. So does Kemal he looks so sumringah. The waiter poured champagne into Kemal's flute glass and gave it to Kemal.

As if an expert in champagne tasting, Kemal then shook the glass earlier and raised it slightly above his head. His eyes carefully scrutinized the froths floating within the glass. Then drink it a little.

“Dom perignon**) is the best.” He said with a satisfied smile. Then he finished off the rest of the champagne from his glass. After that he gave a gesture to pour champagne on the two empty glasses on the table.

“Sorry. I don't like drinking alcohol.” Nabila said she refused to let the waiter pour champagne into her glass.

“Why miss Nabila. You think I'll get you drunk then will take advantage of you?” Ask Kemal sharply.

“Please excuse mr. Kemal. It has been explained in the contract that I will not drink alcoholic beverages because I have an allergy to that type of drink.” Answer Nabila politely. Though it is just a trick Adli and Nabila so that Nabila does not need to drink alcoholic beverages without impressed insulting the host.

“Aaah…. So like that?” Ask Kemal again. Without looking at Nabila's face.

“Yes Mr. Kemal.” Answer Nabila with a smile and then grate her long hair towards the front.  His chest is now covered in hair.

‘Sialang. His eyes were staring intently at my chest. Basic perverted bandot!’ Maki Nabila in heart.

“OK, okay, its fine.” Kemal said with a face that looks disappointed due to the position of Nabila's hair. “Hmm.. Then we'll just have dinner, Miss Nabila.” He said again but was clearly less excited in Nabila's ear.

Nabila smiled and nodded. “Alright sir. As you wish sir.”

Kemal then gave the code for the opening menu served.

“By the way Miss Nabila should not call me Mr. Kemal. How beautiful and happy my life if Miss Nabila wants to call me mas.”

“Sorry sir, I can't.”

“Hmm... Oh yes while waiting for the opening menu to come. I have a little gift for miss for accompanying me tonight.” Kemal. Then without waiting for Nabila's answer, Kemal then stood up and looked around in his pocket. “Aah. Taraaaa..” Kemal.

Seriate…

Footnotes :

*)flute glass is the name for the type of glass used to drink champagne type drinks.

**) Dom Perignon (read Dom Perinyon), brand of a champagne drink. Actually, it's longer, the full name. It's just that because the author is not endorsed then it is called in part. The price of this drink is among the most expensive about 78 million per bottle. (So Ladies and gents do not have to drink alcohol, it is expensive sin again.)