My Ex-President My Husband 3

Season 1: I Like You

Is that Alika Sarasafi?

The obedient girl

The plain girl

The girl who was always honest

The girl who knows it is only books and books

Then

What's he here for now? Both with men? She left the class to eat alone without permission from her parents. Love has closed its eyes and ears. Moreover, Bilmar was the first for him. The person who is currently continuously perched in his heart like a butterfly on a flower.

Alika and Bilmar were sitting opposite each other at a round table for two people. One of the waiters from the city's famous steakhouse was pacing around serving a variety of meat on their table.

Bilmar continued to chuckle, staring at the manner of Alika who had not been able to widen his eyes to shine into the corner of the restaurant.

"Great restaurant, Bil" he said without looking at Bilmar, his mouth still gaping, Alika amazed.

It is only the people who make money who often come here. Starred restaurant, with music from a violin that accompanies the visitors. Some of them also squinted, why there are two school children here.

"Lo likes it, Al?" ask Bilmar.

Alika brought her eyes back to look at Bilmar. He hesitated in nodding his head, choosing to refute but his voice was blocked.

"But.."

"But why?" Bilmar interrupted quickly. "Please don't ask to go home, Al!" pinta Bilmar was hopeful in his heart. Bilmar's face became tense, from Alika's attitude, he felt that the woman did not like this place

Alika was biting her lower lip, she was nervous to be frank, she became unpleasant sitting in this restaurant, but she had to stay honest.

"My money won't be enough to pay for all this food." replied Alika.

Please, Alika! It's a date

Alika is indeed not a sensitive girl, if invited to dinner, watch or automatic streets of the driver who will pay for it, especially now he is looking at a Bilmar Artanegara, a fellow, a Banking Man walks for his friends.

Bilmar looks frowned, one eyebrow raised, squinting both eyes until in line.

"Lo's cheating on me again?" answer Bilmar.

"Huh? How's that supposed to mean?" now Alika who does not understand.

"Because I brought you here, I'll pay, Al!" its decan. Bilmar shook his head, not believing Alika's attitude.

"Strick what begoo, lo?" Bilmar continued to laugh at Alika in his mind. The male laknat.

Alika's eyeballs are perfectly patterned. "Seriously, Bill? I don't want to waste money like this. Besides I've never eaten such a meal, I'm afraid I'm vomiting, Bil." sad little Alika. Even though he was telling the truth, he was not good, if Bilmar's money was wasted just to treat him. Easy, Al. Bilmar is the son of a conglomerate, his wealth will not run out of seven derivatives.

"Make it all right, Al. I did deliberately nyiapin everything made, lo."

"The order is all yes, sir" said the waiter whose steps had stopped at their table carrying two clear-legged glasses, which contained a red liquid.

"Well, thank you." replied Bilmar.

Alika only stared at the red liquid that was slightly swaying in the glass. He looked back at Bilmar.

"Even more satiated eat rice paddocks, Bil. Tuh see deh, just eat meat that gedenya not up to three fingers the same scuffed potatoes, mushy like this." the soul of Alika's mother appeared, full of mature calculations.

"But this is delicious, Al. Your first experience was eating steak?" Bilmar laughed briefly. "Try lo rasain first." Bilmar thrust out a small piece of meat that he had already pierced with a fork.

Alika was nervous again, romantic once the man thought.

"Let's open your mouth, hunt the meat pegged to the chicken."

Alika sneered, then opened her mouth timidly.

Since Bilmar had already seen Alika like this, he got up from the chair, bent down slightly and cupped Alika's chin, forcing the woman to open her mouth wide, with eyes bulging in shock, Alika opened her mouth wide and finally chewed on the meat.

"That's dong, like a baby should be bribed." Bilmar rubbed Alika's hair and sat back down. With clever, Bilmar cut the steak in Alika hot plate into small sizes. He knew this woman would not be able to cut him well.

Bilmar's attitude like this certainly makes Alika's heart back to sleep. How not to touch, along the line for example, Bilmar never stop holding Alika's hand while on the bike, singing the strains of love songs from the band Sheila on 7. It feels like Alika's heart wants to slide down and scattered in the streets. Beating fast like a sedah patient needs the handling of a heart record. He can only be silent on the motor like a lizard on the wall.

Though Bilmar only deliberately wanted to make Alika's heart more open.

"There's something I want to say to you, Al." said Bilmar, he returned to feed Alika with pieces of meat that he had cut into small pieces.

Alika just nodded, she could not answer because her mouth was full of meat.

"Gue likes you, Al. I want you to be my girlfriend." Bilmar said casually, he went straight to the point.

Duarr's.

Like a wolf roar on Alika, the fine feathers around the surface of the skin of her hands and feet just brushed. Alika's net hazel is perfectly dilated, the woman freezes in her place, if only she was in the field, Alika will melt due to sunburn, like Ashley Greene the human dracula.

"Al's? You okay?" asked Bilmar, there were a few wrinkles on Bilmar's forehead, he was confused by Alika's attitude now.

Alika kept daydreaming, staring at the thick eyeball Bilmar without winking, whereas in his mouth there were meat that was being chopped by his teeth.

"Al?" Bilmar waved his palm in front of Alika's eyes.

"Lo's alive, right?" Bilmar was inching to bring his face closer to Alika's face, patting the girl's cheek with a small pressure.

"Lo's okay? How come this is it, I'm so serem see it, Al!" Bilmar looks panicked, he's anxious.

"Is there poison in the flesh? Why is your face so begoo like this?" sulcan Bilmar.

Then

Alika consciousness that had been lost, whether carried away anywhere, maybe also to other realms, is now starting to come back. The woman coughed and spewed out the contents of the meat right on Bilmar's face.

Hahay, rasain is vomit.

"Oh Allah, Bill. I'm sorry!" exclaimed Alika, he gasped to see the face of Bilmar who was already full of meat chopping from his mouth. Bilmar just snorted resignedly, rolling his eyeballs. There was a long breath of anger.

"Based on a monkey chick! Patience, Bil. Patience." said Bilmar then back to cool his heart. He must have an extra sense of patience to face Alika.

Alika spryly, grabbed a few pieces of tissue to wipe Bilmar's face, throw the remnants of vomit around the face of the man who had made him bewitched long ago.

"I'm sorry, Bil. Sorry." sigh Alika nervously. He was afraid that if Bilmar ilfil with him, not so to continue his words to make himself a lover.

"No, you like me!" Alika chuckled in her heart. He wanted to hug the man, but he still hugged him. It's not even feeling good right now.

"Hem." replied Bilmar with a brief deheman.

Alika turned her steps to grab Bilmar's hand. "Come to the sink, wash your face with water." Alika held Bilmar's hand, and the man complied.

Alika cupped the water with both palms to wash Bilmar's face, with the softness of her hands she cleaned the man's face with warmth.

"Al?" Bilmar clasped Alika's hand, they looked back.

"Yes, Bill." replied Alika back with breath that began to pant, her heart's roar re-emerged. He knew this man would shoot him again with words of love.

"Gue likes you, Al. Do you want to be my girlfriend?"

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Skip first ah let's be curious😂😂

Alika will accept not the bottle orson? his style is like a guy who sneh berceki, uh if only I would not date yak😂😂😂