Marrying Wife Trust Brother

Part_22 Rewards And Events Roast

The room was very beautiful, studded with flowers on white sheets on the bed. The fragrant aromatherapy room touched the nose of both.

Melvin and Hana looked at each other, they didn't know what they were seeing.

Plok!

Someone patted his shoulder making the two of them turn around

"Neither..." They're pretty crowded Apparently.

"Good day Mr. Melvin, Miss. You must be surprised, right?" said Mr. Dikha.

"Well, your wife is beautiful Mr. Melvin. Surely you feel at home in the room of the angel lo," sedu Bu Niken.

Melvin and Hana blushed

"Mothers could have been. Thank you, this is beyond my thinking." Melvin is trying to show happiness.

"This is a surprise gift for you, sir." Mr. Dikha smiled while embracing the woman beside him and it was certain that the woman was his wife.

Melvin frowned, He became unwell of the kindness of his comrades.

"But in what order, sir? Isn't this not my birthday or the opening of a project we haven't started yet?" Melvin rubbed his forehead a little embarrassed.

"You're the newlyweds, sir. So this is a wedding gift from all of us to you" said another business partner.

"Yes, Mr. Melvin, we are very sorry we could not attend your wedding because it was very impromptu. So when Mr. Dikha and Ms. Niken proposed this surprise we became enthusiastic about providing it," said Melvin secretary who was also there.

Melvin clenched his hands.

"Thank you very much Mr. Dikha, Ms. Niken and all. For bothering to provide this special gift."

Mr. Dikha and the others laughed happily.

"Later tonight we party at the beach, we make a roast event!" message Mr. Dikha.

"Okay, Sir. Beres," they answered in unison.

"Remember Mr. Melvin at seven in the night, don't forget to take your wife. People will be stolen danger later," joked Mr. Dikha.

"Hehehe. Yes sir." Melvin pretentiously romantic embraces Hana.

"May, Pi. How they are so sweet Mama wants to kayak them," whine Bu Niken.

"Yes, no shame what age, Ma? Come to the room later that single drool lo!" Mr. Dikha is very romantic and a lot of funny apparently. He also took his wife into the room.

"well, I'm the one who ngenes here" said Dafa.

"Together I am Mas Dafa" continued secretary Melvin.

They all laughed again.

A few moments passed They all said goodbye, leaving Melvin and Hana who looked at each other. Melvin then picks up the suitcase they brought to get inside, followed by Hana.

Melvin's laying on the couch. Tired on the way makes his body feel all pain.

Hana was very understanding, he rushed to take off the shoes that were still attached to Melvin's feet until Melvin was repeatedly made choked.

"I'm sorry, so you can rest comfortably" said Hana because Melvin watched her continuously.

Melvin didn't answer and just saw Hana in the bathroom.

About twenty minutes, Hana finished with her activities. He came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. Maybe Melvin fell asleep because he covered his face with a newspaper.

Hana opened the suitcase and chose a comfortable mini dress.

He wears it in front of the mirror. Hana has trouble putting a zipper dress up behind her back. He twitched his two hands looking for the existence of the zipper.

Melvin actually did not sleep and paid attention to Hana's activities. He became anxious to see Hana's behavior that was very annoying for him.

Melvin decides to get up from the couch and helps Hana.

Hana was a little surprised to see Melvin was already behind her from the mirror reflection.

Melvin gulped his saliva, Hana's smooth back opened wide in front of her eyes to the waist.

Melvin threw away the wild feeling and immediately upped the zip dress slowly.

"Thank you" lirih Hana. After Melvin finished his favor.

Melvin didn't answer and went to the bathroom instead.

At exactly seven in the night, they had gathered on the beach accompanied by flashing colorful lights.

The moonlight also glowed dimly illuminating a heart full of fog. Syahdu music also accompanies the activities of those who are grilling Chicken and burning goat meat satay.

One of them is Hana and Melvin who are busy. Hana and Bu Niken made condiments for their food menu while Melvin and Pak Dikha participated in fanning satay that lined the embers of the fire.

"Oh, remember the school days, sir, yes" Dikha told Melvin.

"Yes Mr. Dikha, even I'm missing everything" Melvin replied.

"Wuiiih, Mr. Melvin is greedy as well, yes" interrupted Dafa.

"Hahaha. his young man's soul is high," guyon Pak Dikha.

Melvin grinned.

"Hehehe. Understand the bad boy."

Mr. Dikha mangosteen.

"You're great Mr. Melvin, at your young age you've got the title of successful businessman" praised Mr. Dikha.

"Father could've, I fell awake because of her." Melvin.

Mr. Dikha then raised his eyebrows repeatedly to ask Melvin to look at Hana.

"Where's your?" ask Mr. Dikha lirih.

Melvin stared intently at Hana who was no less exciting chatting with Miss Niken and the girls.

There was always a strange sigh that He felt when he saw the woman but he did not understand.

"I didn't even plan the wedding, sir," Melvin replied coldly.

Mr. Dikha is stunned.

"Well, I can. But why marry her if you don't plan?"

Melvin scratched his temple and turned grinning.

"Maybe it's a match, sir," Melvin replied again.

"Oh so, a soul mate does come unexpectedly even those we pursue are not necessarily our soul mate." Mr. Dikha blew the roasting fire to keep it normal.

"When are you, Dafa?" Mr. Dikha turned to Dafa.

"Huh?" me Sir?" Dafa pointed at him.

Mr. Dikha glanced at Dafa.

"Yes, who else? how many Dafa are there?"

"Hehehe, I'm alone, sir."

"Ehk, that's Mr. Melvin's secretary pretty no. Not interested in you?"

Mr. Dikha brought his head closer to Dafa who was beside him.

Dafa grinned again showing his row of shaky teeth.

"Still character introductions, sir," she said. Dafa actually does not like girls who dress up menor. What's more, her Melvin make-up secretary may be two centimeters from the base.

"He's a voter, sir," Melvin said.

"Yes, don't be so choosy. You even confused yourself, later," said Mr. Dikha.

"Yes Sir. No," replied Dekha.

Hana stepped closer and began to spread the condiment over the baked satay in front of Melvin and the others. Smelly aromas begin to enter their sense of smell.

Melvin unceasingly notices Hana's activities. There was a certain admiration in the depths of his heart.

Melvin only realized that the weather was very cold, but Hana only wore a tampa sleeve dress.

Hana was about to put the bulb back on the mat but Melvin deftly held her hand.

Hana turned around and saw Melvin take off the jacket covered in a dark green t-shirt he was wearing.

"Wear This." Melvin delivered the jacket to Hana's shoulder. I don't know what Hana's own thinking is, Hana is always confused by Melvin's attitude that changes like a cocoon. Sometimes good, sometimes rough because of him.