My Friend, My Idol Husband (Julia & Edward)

The Dinner Surprise

The sound of water disturbing my sleep. Stretch my body to gather all my consciousness at once. I blushed remembering that Mr. Edward hugged me to sleep in his arms.

Is this what you call dating? Uh but I haven't decided on a date or not with her.

The pillow that was beside me grabbed and I hugged again. I imagine it was Mr. Edward. Ah gaunty. Fragrant of his body, warm embrace still I guess.

My warm and tender loving touch. It´s real. Mr. Edward kissed my forehead. I held back my pillow bolted while shaking it to the imagination of Mr. Edward. I covered my face with both palms.

Lovely to fall in love.

“You okay?” the barito sound of Mr. Edward just coming out of the bathroom blew away my imagination.

The blanket that was still covering a part of my body was immediately drawn to cover everything. So that my face does not look red because I imagined the incident earlier. Ah, what a shame it feels.

Slowly the blanket came down because it was pulled by Mr. Edward. Until it opens and raises my cheeks that are still flushed exposed to blushon romance.

“Do you get sick?” his hand touched my forehead.

I'm shaking. Because I don't feel pain.

“If you're sick we don't need dinner to the hotel. We have dinner here,” he said worriedly.

“I'm fine. I'm going to take a shower,” I get out of bed leaving her running small. I saw him smiling at my behavior. Ah I'm so embarrassed.

I locked the bathroom door and turned on the shower. Fresh, under the water. After the shower I looked for a towel that was not in place. I forgot to bring it.

Aish. Because Mr. Edward I'm forgetful. Should I ask him to bring me a towel? Ah no. That's shameful. I was wearing that shirt just now. But her clothes will look up because my body is wet. All wrong.

In the midst of my misery think of a way out of the bathroom. The knocking of the door sounded from outside. That must be Mr. Edward. She was so tired she knocked on the door when I was in the bathroom. I opened the bathroom door a little bit wearing the shirt I was wearing and brought up only the head.

“Can wait a minute! I was enjoying water splashing,” sahutku origin.

“Euhmm.. This is your towel,” he said sounding nervous while thrusting the towel by turning his face

Curse and close the bathroom door again. Turns out he also realized that I didn't bring a towel. Let shame be a business later. Than I can't get out of the bathroom.

I came out of the bathroom with a towel and wrapped again with the kimono towel that Mr. Edward had given me. I looked for Mr. Edward in the room but I could not find him. Good thing, I'm not shy about getting out of the bathroom.

I took the paper bag from Mami Amara into the dressing room. Apparently, Mami Amara's taste cannot be ignored. She gave me a beautiful dress and I loved it. It turns out that Mr. Edward's family was very kind to me.

Finish getting me out of the room looking for Mr. Edward or whoever it is that's going to dinner. Where are they, why do I feel left alone?

“Nona, Mr. Edward is waiting for you in front,” said the butler.

Ah thankfully. I guess I was just left out. The butler walking in front pointed me at his master.

“Master, Miss Julia is ready,” said the butler to Mr. Edward who stood behind her.

Mr. Edward turned around, for a moment we sat down. He smiled at me and grabbed my hand and walked into the car that was in front. After he opened the door for me, he got into the car.

“You're so pretty tonight,” the compliment then clasped my hand which I felt cold from nervousness.

“Thanks,”

“Your hand is so cold,” he raised my hand to the front of his lips and blew it warm.

My heart just doesn't get any worse than it does. I pulled my hand from his hand.

“I'm fine. We're leaving now?” if not so when his car will go forward if he continues to do romantic scenes.

Again, he drove his own car without a driver. He drove the car out of the villa.

“I guess that today you have planned,” I said to express what I have in mind.

“Sorry, I didn't tell you that my parents are coming,” replied. “Can you talk casually with me? Aren't we very close?” continued.

“Near?”

“Yes. We were sleeping hugging, don't you remember?”

Aaaaaahhhh. Not not remembering but even shadow.

“You hugged me,” denied me.

“But you like me to hug. Until I imagine hugging me,”

“It...” ah already I can't dodge.

“I like you to think of me,” he said lightly.

If you knew that the end is so. I always thought of you, Mr. Edward.

“When I think of everyone's wishes, there are you who think of me. It makes me very happy,”.

“Maybe it's just the feeling of Master,”

“Remove that Master's word while you're with me,” the decision is a little upset.

“Yaya alright. Brother Edward,”

“that sounds like you are my sister,”

“So what do you want?”

“Call name or dear it's better to hear,”

THE DARLING? That's what he wants. I wanted to be called Kaka now, call me darling. No standpoint.

“Honey? Have we gone that far to call BABE?”

“After the incident the dear call is very appropriate for us now and next,”

“I haven't told you what. It was just your statement,”

“I don't need a statement from you. Because your attitude is clear enough to explain how you feel about me,”

“Huh so’ tau!” You are a psychic who can read people's hearts.

Finally we arrived at the hotel where the dinner took place. Mr. Edward stopped his car at the main entrance. We got out of the car and walked into the hotel restaurant.

Mr. Edward grabbed my hand to hold his arm. Ah yes alright. Looks like there's gonna be an important event tonight. Mr. Edward's attitude towards me was warm as well.

The joy and happiness I feel now. Dinner with a guy I like and he likes me. Perfect right?

“Why are your hands always cold?” the question is as if************ my hand as we enter the elevator.

“Please mind first we headed to the place to eat!” his advice while continuing to squeeze my fingers.

“It's okay. Pity your family has been waiting,” reply me while trying to calm down.

“Don't think of them. The most important thing is that you have to be comfortable during dinner later,” he said again.

Mr. Edward grabbed me by the shoulder and convinced me to be comfortable with him.

“Just relax, I'll always be by your side. Okay!” I nodded and then we got out of the elevator.

The waiter opened the door and let him in. I can't believe Dad was also at the dinner with Mr. Edward's family.

“Dad!” I called Dad who was chatting with Papa Mr. Edward.

“Honey, you've come,” Father's Law as if he already knows this dinner

Is Mr Edward the son of Om Gerald a friend of Dad's who will be betrothed to me?

Why don't I think at all that the director in my company is a friend of Dad's?

“Actually we've wanted to have dinner for a long time, but you always refused. After we learned of your closeness to Edward we were very happy and immediately planned this dinner,” explained Om Gerald after me and Mr. Edward joined sit with them.

It turns out that the man I was betrothed to was Mr. Edward. Surprised, yes. So perfect is my happiness tonight.

“Sorry, Om. Julia did not know if she was betrothed to Mr. Edward,” I apologize. How foolish I am not to think about that.

“If you already know that you do not need to call Mr. Dong. Just call me Edaward,” seductive Mami Amara and everyone laughs happily teasing me.

I was embarrassed and could only look down. I don't know if Mr. Edward's expression is happy or if he's the same as me.

But I can feel her warm hands squeezing my fingers under the table. I looked at him and he smiled meaningfully at me.