My girlfriend's my best friend's father

My girlfriend's my best friend's father
CHAPTER 29: My Plan



Today I deliberately arranged my meeting with Beby, I want to discuss the ridiculous matchmaking between him and his ex-wife. He picked me up at my house, this time I started wanting to open up a little bit with mom. I still think Anita always comes to pick me up, I have not honestly said that Anita did not come to pick me up, only her father was in the car. We agreed not to go to Beby's apartment this time, we chose a hotel that was quite far away even different from the city where we lived.


After arriving at the hotel that we deliberately ordered online, we immediately went into the room and ordered a lot of food, we happened to have not had lunch. In the afternoon, Beby and I plan to go to the mall for a while to buy some clothes for our stay as well as some clothes and dresses for the silly matchmaking event that Anita prepared.


"Lia, are you ready? We have to leave immediately, I'd at least like it if the mall is too crowded." Beby shouted at me who was still preparing inside the toilet. Yes, Beby did not like the crowd, not because we were in hiding but indeed he just did not like being in a place that too many people.


"Attent." And five minutes after I said 'a little while' I went out to see him.


"Huh?! You wear that mini skirt again?" She said she was disappointed to see me wearing a miniskirt.


"Yes, I like to wear this. I think it's a shame if it's not worn. At first it wasn't comfortable, but it turns out that you're used to being comfortable as well." I relax.


"Regular? Have you been wearing this skirt all this time? I told you I didn't like you wearing that skirt and I've bought you a shirt so you don't wear that skirt anymore." She still looked at me with a miniskirt, her gaze as if persuading me to replace it.


Since my meeting with his ex-wife the other day, I always felt that there were things that should be a characteristic of me, such as aunt Ira, Beby's ex-wife who has a characteristic in dress and appearance. Aunt Ira always wears clothes with the type of material that falls or soft and thin and always loosely worn. He also always wears all his fancy jewelry, as well as hair that is always arranged like after from the salon. His fingernails are also beautiful, always changing color and shiny. Anyway I want to appear much more attractive than Ira's aunt, I must have my own characteristics in appearance.


"Let's get going, there's a lot I want to buy." I grabbed him and pulled him out of the room.


First of all we stopped by the perfume shop, I wanted to buy a fancy perfume with my favorite floral and sweet fragrance. I want anyone who smelled her scent to instantly remember me. Not to forget I also bought some cosmetics and a package of end-of-life care so that I look more radiant when attending the silly matchmaking invitation. I then stopped by the clothing store and bag and did not forget the shoes to support my appearance, I had to look more attractive and charming.


All the things I bought were of course not out of my own pocket, Beby paid everything for me. And it seems that he did not mind at all, even he took me to the jewelry store without me asking. He bought me a pair of my favorite sapphire blue gem earrings. The color of the jewel is the same as the jewel ring he once gave me. I don't know why ever since my meeting with Aunt Ira made me think I should make the most of Beby's existence in my life. It is not meant 'matre' only I feel all this time I have never asked or demanded much other than attention and affection from him. He was happy when I asked him for this, his face was enthusiastic every time I asked, "which is better?"


"All is beautiful if you wear it." She said it when I asked her to choose which dress was good when I wore it at her silly matchmaking event later.


"I don't actually need to buy this dress if you refuse to come to the show." I answered with pursed lips.


Yes, it is actually a silly matchmaking event that should be kept secret from Beby, but I will not let their plan succeed, of course. After being tired of shopping and carrying a lot of shopping bags, we finally returned to the hotel. I don't know how much money Beby has spent to buy all these luxury items. But take it easy, 'cause I'm gonna repay her kindness with something that won't let her end the night with me.


I read a lot and watched tips from the internet about this one, until tonight I practice it and succeeded. Yes, the oral technique I learned myself managed to make this man who is not too talkative and authoritative now in my control and continue to rummage and medesis. He has scored his 'goal' and seems satisfied with my work. Then take turns he'll work to get me to score my first 'goal.


"Do you really want to come?" I made sure again if he would change his mind.


"Yes pretty. Anita must be looking forward to me coming." He then pulled the blanket and drowned our bodies in the blanket. Her body was so cold after the bath, I hugged her so she felt warmer.


"Do you want to marry her again, then leave me?" Suddenly, that question intrigued me.


"Religious. I didn't have a crush on that old woman, Lia. She's no longer my taste, I've moved on from her for a long time." Beby looked lazy to answer.


"But the human heart can change at any time, right?!" I said with a feeling of insecure. Despite its age, Ira's aunt cannot be taken lightly. His well-groomed appearance made him still look young.


"I'm just thinking about us. I'm looking for a way that I can tell Anita and your mother about our relationship." He let go of my embrace and looked at my pouting face.


"How about we announce it tomorrow at the event?" That crazy idea suddenly popped into my head.


"I agree, but we'd better tell your mother first. We still have two weeks until the ridiculous show arrives." Beby seemed serious about saying it, but to be honest in my heart was still amazed at the feeling that it was just to calm me down.


Whatever happens later, I actually have my own plans that I did not tell Beby or Rendy. Although I myself am not sure of my plan.