Look at me, Delilah

Exhibits

Kyomi went with Delilah and the family to the hotel, while Nayaka had come home this afternoon, then the sore left alone again because he was part of the promotion team.

Nayaka is not Delilah's current lover, but as an employee of the company. He mingled with others, though there were unpleasant whispers heard.

Some say he doesn't deserve to be in the conglomerate family. There are also those who say aji mumpung, professional pretentious, and everything that makes Nayaka want to say his true identity.

But do what? Nayaka is not that kind of man. He was reluctant to show off everything he had, especially the treasure itself came from Omar.

When Delilah's party arrived, the event began. First accompanied by a greeting by the owner and jewelry designer with the brand name Delano Jewerly.

Delilah said that the name is a combination of the names of both parents and himself. Saying thanks to the extended family, the child and the last that was not expected by Nayaka, his lover thanked him, although Delilah did not mention directly the name of the man who filled his heart.

Delilah's appearance was graceful as well. Dressed in a black satin dress with long straps, and fancy jewelry coiled around her neck, it made her look glamorous. It fits the theme, and Delilah shows who he really is. A son, the younger brother of a well-known conglomerate.

After the reception, the model who was appointed to show off the jewelry, began walking in a row on the stage. All the guests' eyes were centered on them. However, Delilah searched for the existence of her lover.

"Kyomi was with Grandma Anna first, yes! Mama's going to the toilet for a minute." Delilah's reason for being able to go look for Nayaka.

Kyomi nodded. Delilah quickly woke up from her seat, although Reyhan was glaring at her at this moment. Delilah should not have run away from her own show, but meeting a lover was more important to Delilah.

"Where is he?" Delilah tried to call. When the phone is brought close to the earlobe, the arm is pulled.

Delilah wanted to scream, but Nayaka quickly told her who she was. Both of them were behind the stage covered with black cloths.

"You're surprising me." Delilah calmed her pounding heartbeat.

Nayaka lowered her gaze at the two hemispheres that poked behind the dress her lover was wearing. "It wasn't last night that I've already signaled to you. Why is it missing?"

Delilah smiled. "Only women are good at dealing with this problem."

Nayaka embraces that slender waist, squeezing her body into the beautiful body she has tasted so many times. "I told you not to wear this dress. Now you're wearing it. You were on purpose, right?"

"How do I look?" Delilah asked confidently. He was sure Nayaka would be amazed at his charm. No longer sure, but Nayaka was always subject to her perfect self.

"You're ordinary."

Delilah's smile faded. "What?"

Nayaka no longer asked for permission, he immediately kissed the moist lips. Take it up for a while, then take it off.

"Don't right now, my lipstick's going to be smudged."

"Because you're wearing this dress, I can't bear to wait until our wedding day."

"What's wrong with you? Your passion's been up lately." Delilah looked astonished.

Nayaka scratched his head that was not itchy. "It's because of you. You always tease me."

"I'm normal, really." Delilah defended herself.

Nayaka took off her arms around Delilah's waist. "You're back at your place. After Rachel's model showed off her necklace, you went on stage."

"Related, you want to let me go?" Delilah lowered her dress string.

"Dear, don't make a mess. Quickly go back to your place."

"Yes, patience, dong. Look at my face first. There's a lipstick that doesn't budge?" ask Delilah.

Delilah snorted past Nayaka to return to the chair she had been leaving for a few minutes. Finishing the main model walk, Delilah took the stage once more to receive the wreath. The invited guests who attended gave a standing ovation, then the event continued by showing another jewelry collection.

Lady and Miss money raided the jewelry that was in the acrylic box. Delilah also mingled with photos with them, while Nayaka and his team, did what was their duty. Explain part of the detail of jewelry design so that prospective buyers are more interested.

"Father!" exclaim Kyomi, who pulled Nayaka's shirt.

"Other work, honey. Kyomi same Mama first, yes."

"No want. Mama Delilah is busy taking photos."

Nayaka sees the cool Delilah with her friends there. He forgets Kyomi who cannot be left behind.

"Which Grandma's grandfather?" ask Nayaka.

"Grandpa Reyhan's over there. Kyomi just wants to go home. Kyomi doesn't like it here."

If there's been a fussy wind, Kyomi must be obeyed. Nayaka calls Mary to take her place temporarily, then takes Kyomi out of the venue.

"Why doesn't Kyomi just stay home? Papa, right, got to work, honey."

"Kyomi doesn't want to be left behind. Let's just go home. Kyomi wants to sleep."

Nayaka massaged his forehead. "Papa call mom first."

The phone was connected, but Delilah did not pick it up. Yes, because Kyomi's real mother is entertaining guests who are present. It would be rude for Delilah to pick up the phone or leave the group.

"Just sleep here, okay?" Nayaka tried to make a choice.

"But Papa accompanied Kyomi."

"Yes ... Papa book the room first."

The two walked towards the reception. Nayaka booked a deluxe room for her daughter, and indeed it seems Kyomi is very sleepy.

After getting a room, Nayaka and Kyomi enter the elevator to the third floor, where their room is located. Nayaka swiped his key card, then entered with Kyomi.

"Wash your hands and feet first, honey. Just got into bed." Nayaka opened the bathroom door so that her daughter would get rid of the lazy habit of going straight up on the bed.

Kyomi opened her shoes first. Without footwear, he walked into the bathroom. Kyomi also brushed her teeth there with a new brush prepared by the hotel.

"Kyomi is done, Pa!" yells.

Nayaka entered with the hotel sandals. "This, if you keep playing a lot. Sleepy, disrupt Papa's work. Tomorrow can't be like this anymore."

Kyomi kept quiet, he got on the bed, put his head on the pillow, and closed his eyes. It didn't take long, Kyomi was already washed away in a dream cradle.

As the phone rang out, Nayaka sighed as she looked at the name on her phone screen. Delilah must have just realized that she had lost a child.

Nayaka picked up the phone. "Yes, why?"

"Where are you? Kyomi is with you?"

"Yes, Kyomi is sleepy, ask to go home. We're in room 305 C." Nayaka cut off the phone unilaterally. He was no longer excited to return to the venue. Either out of disappointment with Delilah or for not wanting to leave Kyomi alone. Everything is mixed.

Seriate