My Beloved's Choice Woman

Corporate Events

The glare of Zico's sharp eyes made Dahlia instantly shut her mouth. Dahlia realized she was talking too much.

"But I'm always with the lady. Miss aman. They only know friends. Not more."

Still in curiosity Zico drove his car with a blank look.

Zico's cold, flat face from the side looks adorable in Dahlia's eyes.

"Oh yes. Tomorrow you want to be my partner at the show."

Silent. Zello turned to Dahlia without speaking. He is tired of this week's activities. He did not want to be more tired of the silly actions of the strange woman beside him.

"Ziko."

Brumm.

"Yeah."

Dahlia throttled with her hands on her chest.

'Don't say Dahlia again! Your life is in your mouth.'

Arriving in front of Zico and Dahlia's company, they enter Zello's room.

"Dahlia. My wife's been with a safe man. You go with Zico to the ballroom, to check tomorrow's show." said Zello firmly.

Dahlia fell silent and glanced at Zello who seemed to be thinking. Even so Zico nodded small.

Submissively Zico and Dahlia walked out of the room. The road went hand in hand without a word with wide steps.

Upon reaching the company's face, Zico immediately entered the car that was still in place. As soon as Dahlia who went straight in and did not forget to install the sealtbelt.

Zico's car quickly arrived in front of Anita's boutique.

"Down! Take the car home!"

"But, Mr. Zello said"

"I don't lack reinforcements there."

Dahlia got out of the car.

Brakkk's.

Bruum...

"Good, my heart."

***

The next day, at dusk. Veron was preparing to come to the company event. Veron deftly smeared various makeup reviews on her face. Don't forget Dahlia's in the same room. Decorate yourself like a nona.

Dahlia who only wears make up as necessary early as finished. He who had finished approached Veron who was sitting at the dressing table. Seeing her nonanya nimblely apply her make up.

"Your make up is very neat. Like the famous MUA. Later if I get married please make up for me Miss."

Veron looked up to see Dahlia standing beside him. "Aren't you afraid to get married?" ask Veron.

"Huh? What is the question Miss?"

"Please make my hair curly!" order Veron.

"Miss. I need a lot of explanation from Miss."

Slowly Dahlia plays Veron's hair. He looked at his nona in the mirror reflection whose makeup was almost finished.

"Now Miss is busy staying the same sir."

"What do you need Dahlia to explain?"

"Mm... Now what about Mr. Zello?"

Instantly, the shadow of Zello's face filled his memory. His attitude is warm and also spoiled. Veron's lips smiled wryly in light of their moments.

"How do you think?"

"Mm, I think Miss Sama sir is now really in a hangover romance. Mr. Zello uh Miss Rossa. Well, I mean." Dahlia said in unclear. But Veron seemed to understand what Dahlia wanted to ask.

"Zello knows everything."

"meaning?"

"As you say. Zello learns of Rossa's habit of dating other men."

"Ah, my gosh."

"And as it turns out, Zello knew it all before we got married. The revelation of Rossa led Zello to accept our marriage from the beginning. He's sacred to the marriage. Therefore, from the beginning of the marriage she has also accepted me as her legal wife."

"really?" Dahlia. His eyes reddened with the attitude of his master. Deepened by his employer's marriage.

"Miss can I hold you. I'm so happy."

Veron did not say that Dahlia had hugged Veron's shoulder from behind.

"Thank you Dahlia. I'm very happy. I didn't expect it at all either."

"Truly a big surprise. We should celebrate."

"Hm. We'll celebrate later."

"Yes, Miss. What did Miss mean?"

"Which one?"

"Must. Miss who asked me, am I not afraid of marriage."

"Oh. It's just that most women your rich young age aren't ready to get married."

"Ah Miss. I am old. Three years' difference with Miss."

"Oh ...do you plan when to get married?"

"Yes, whatever it is, miss. If tomorrow we get gas hehe."

Veron smiled faintly in response to Dahlia's words. "Then, what do you think of Zico?"

"Huh? Mm. ... he's a responsible man." said Dahlia softly.

Veron smiled amusedly at Dahlia's voice. His cringed voice was suddenly meek when it offended Zico. His face was also flushed.

"Ah, that's it Miss. Don't talk about him."

"Ah yes yes. I know." Veron said with a seductive mimic.

"Oya Miss. What do you mean fear is the first night? I often read novels and said he was sick. But it's also delicious. Eh." Dahlia patted her own eel.

A small laugh came out from Veron's sensual lips. For a moment his laughter slowly dimmed. Staring enviously at Dahlia. "You're still vir?" said Veron's hanging plan.

"Ah Miss of course. I'm a good woman. And I'll present it to my beloved husband."

Hearing Dahlia's words, Veron's heart hurt. If only he could keep his precious wholeness within himself. It will be very special for Zello.

"Miss look! You're so pretty." Veron's hair was softly styled. Wavy Veron hair shortens the length of the previous hair. At first, the shoulder becomes above the shoulder. And it looks very snug on Veron's face and shoulders. Veron wore a dress with open shoulders.

Dahlia's eyes were fixed with Veron's bangs beginning to lengthen. "What's the tone of the bangs need to be changed, too?"

Veron raised his hand asking for the tool Dahlia was holding.

Taken with a soft hair bangs Veron leaves a little bangs in the middle. He closed and put flops on both sides of the right left. And taking the rest of his bangs in the middle, he opened it to the left right and made a little wave in his hair on the left and also on the right. He tidied the bangs sideways. A faint smile dyed Veron's lips that were already satisfied with her hairdo.

"You're so cool." Peek Dahlia.

"Obviously. You're the only one who doesn't know."

"Miss. Because I'm done getting out ya." Dahlia left the room politely. Leaving both of his employers.

With Zello's slow steps towards where Veron is sitting. Stare full of charm reflected in the mirror.

"If you're beautiful like this, it's better not to go out!"

"Don't mostly brag."

"What if someone kidnaps you later?!"

"That's it!"

"I'm serious."

"Basic bummer."

"Many men's eyes basket there."

"They wouldn't dare. Because I'll continue next to my husband."

Zello grabbed Veron's head gently and made them wail. Admiring his wife's face with an irregular thumping chest. His outstretched hand touched Veron's lips in soft pink.

"Will this fall apart if I do?!"

"Oh, maybe a little."

Not poking his wife's words, Zello reduced the distance of their faces. Veron's lips look very seductive. It feels like eating it until it swells.

"Don't! It'll be a mess." Reject Veron.

A rough gasp of breath came out of Zello's nose. "Take a look tonight. I'll make you wear a mask tomorrow."

Veron smiled faintly at her husband's babbling. His face slightly lowered with a tinge of red as it blushed.

Zello grabbed Veron's chin and looked at Veron's face again with.

"Hem." Dehem Zello releases his wife's chin.

"I'll take a shower first."

***

Hanif, Zello, Veron, Dahlia and Beni had already arrived at the venue. In the ballroom of a luxury hotel that he used to wear.

The day was dark and the atmosphere of the event was already bustling with all the company concerned. Do not forget also colleagues who will join in enlivening the event later.

Zello puffed his cheeks followed by a rough breath.

"Why?" ask Veron.

"Part the distance with all the men here! Especially Zein." Press Zello. His eyes stared intensely at Veron.

Zello's sweet and spoiled attitude that always seduces Veron. Makes Veron forget about it. Veron smiled stiffly. Zello's words managed to make himself alert and a little anxious.

"Come on!" Zello stepped foot and began to greet the guests of his colleagues. And so is Hanif. While Dahlia got freedom because she was with Zello. 'Quite watching from afar' Zello said.

"Boss." said Zico, who was from the beginning at the venue.

"Good job." Zello patted Zico's cheek proudly.

Dahlia can be told to watch from afar does not mean I was ostracized. But because they were intentional so that Dahlia could enjoy the show as well. Not just keep following the nona.

Hours passed the event soon began. Hanif the main owner who was in front of the hall was unceasingly grateful for the success and progress of his company. Hanif praise and praise to all concerned in his company, office employees from high position to ob and security did not forget he called. That was followed by an expression of gratitude to all colleagues and investors.

Hanif's warm expression was greeted by the hustle and bustle of the human sea there. Hanif is famous for his warm nature. So that all subordinates who work in the office are not only respectful but also very amazed. Admired by the figure of a great person who can always do warm and open with anyone. Even Hanif's small concerns did not escape their memories, such as sick employees, giving birth, Hanif voluntarily visited and paid for.

Hanif's initially forward gaze turned to Veron who was standing beside him.

"Thank God, I am very happy now. Its presence adds a beautiful color to our extended family. Behaviour, smile. We're grateful no one found him before we took him in as a son-in-law. If that happens, maybe I'll keep daydreaming in every day."

"Grandfather.." said Veron.

"Son, it feels like Grandpa wants to take you dancing tonight. But it can't."

Veron kissed Hanif on the cheek, hugged and sobbed on Hanif's shoulder.

A handclap mixed with infectious haru flavor filled the room. Envy runs out to the women who feel Veron is very lucky to get a family like Hanif. But did not discourage them to give a pat as well.

"Already, wipe your tears, boy!" hanif. His hand that was beginning to wrinkle gently patted Veron's back.

Veron let go of his embrace and turned to hug Zello who was ready to welcome him. Crying at the whim of her husband's chest made Zello's boss wet quickly.

"Already, Honey. Your face's messy. You banned me for fear of falling apart. Do I want to do it now? Hm? " Tempta Zello by grabbing Veron's chin.

Veron was still as unwilling as to answer her husband's words.

"Woh." The boisterous cheers from the guests who saw Zello devouring his wife's lips greedily. Even though it was only a few seconds but made them hold their breath.

"Zello!" Veron hit Zello's field chest irritated.

"It's okay. We are husband and wife."

'Basic shameless.'

The welcome of the Hanif family that could respond to my cries until the cheers were over. Make Dahlia return to Nonanya. He's been away from Veron for a long time. Maybe the lady will need his help.

"Dahlia, that's smart. Come with me to the toilet.

"Good, Miss." With a step ayu Veron breezed from the crowd. Smiling in the midst of embarrassment with those who were staring at him. Especially since there was a silly scene from Zello. She was embarrassed to try to cover it up. What else to do. It's all over. It was also impossible for her to escape while the show had just begun.

Inside the toilet Veron tidied up her makeup and appearance with Dahlia's help. It didn't take long for Veron to tidy up his appearance. He joined Zello again. By his word.

"Zello. Push my chair first. Grandfather wants to welcome our coworkers who just came," said Hanif.

"Ah yasudahlah. Come on, Cake."

"Nonamu's body!"

"Good, Sir."

Dahlia leads Veron to the food. Take a cupcake and drink it for the nonanya.

Romantic instrumental strains drain a supportive atmosphere in the event. Make a little bit of use for guests to dance.

The warm atmosphere of the event. Some were dancing, chatting, enjoying a meal.

Veron and Dahlia sit at the table accompanied by cupcakes and drinks. No long waiters pass by offering fresh drinks.

"Telat, Uncle." cetus Dahlia.

"Sorry, miss." said the waiter.

"No problem. Don't listen to him!" sela Veron's.

"Thank you, Miss. Excuse me."

Veron nodded with a smile, inviting.

"Eh, Miss. Isn't that Miss's friend?! Why hasn't he gone abroad yet?!"

'Dave?'

Veron kissed his lips, surprised and confused as to what to answer to Dahlia.

"Miss Lilie - know Dave?"

'Zeen.'

Veron swallowed his saliva, surprised by the presence of Zein who was already beside him. More with Zein's question.

"of course. Miss yesterday was working at -"