My husband is not gay!

Tumultuous

Guests began to arrive, because this event is specifically for teenagers, then the make-up of Ana was adjusted, with thin and simple make-up Ana still looks beautiful. Knee-length light pink dress still with A-line shaped skirt. While the top is made a little open but still polite, his long hands made only of tile fabric with a stamp on his shoulders give the impression of relaxed yet elegant. The hair that was left straight fell unraveled with a pincer pinned on one side of her head making Ana look younger than her age.

Andre who saw Ana wearing a short dress and slightly open the top made him dislike.

"why are you wearing a dress like this?"

"uhuh?" Ana who just realized Andre is in the makeup room still does not understand what Andre means.

"what's wrong with the dress, a?" ask one of the MUA who take care in the clothing section, according to him this dress is perfect for Ana.

He was a little afraid of making his clients dissatisfied with his work.

"sorry, I think this is perfect for Ana." Andre who did not like the way MUA called him made his gaze cool.

"call me father, it seems more polite!"

said Andre without looking at the face of the person who was headed.

"well, sorry sir!" Teteh MUA directly lowered his head, with an awkward feeling. Ana who saw it immediately flanked Andre's arm and dragged him out of the make-up room.

Andre held back his steps when he realized Ana wanted to take him out of the room.

"listen Ana, I won't let you out in this shirt." Andre's free hand pointed at the clothes Ana was wearing.

According to Andre the shirt was too exposing Ana's upper body, too sexy according to him.

"why, don't I wear this shirt?" Ana released her handrails on Andre's arm.

"you don't have to ask too many questions, just change!"

Andre held Ana's hand walking back into the room and sorted out the clothes that felt closed enough for Ana.

Rows of clothes that depend on various models were deliberately provided by Ambar's mother to Ana of course all sizes fit Ana's body, the model was adjusted to Ana's age, the model was adjusted to Ana's age, although actually not Ana who chose the model, but Ana quite like it.

Closed dress that is white bone long knee length that is considered quite elegant according to Andre.

"replace this one!" Andre handed Ana a shirt. Ana sighed, she picked up the shirt a little rough and went to the fitting room to give it a try. After trying, Ana did not believe, the dress was quite fitting and fit him. Ana came out of the fitting room, she showed Andre in a spinning way.

"how? nice ga?" Ana smiled while still twirling her dress.

Andre stared intently, he thought his shoulder was not open, it turned out that the model sabrina only had a top line with rubber so that it could be used as a model of sabrina or an ordinary closed model.

Andre approaches Ana and tries to pull the shirt hand on Ana's upper arm, moving it to cover Ana's shoulder. And it worked, Ana now wears a covered dress with three-quarter sleeves, and a knee-length skirt. Andre looked from top to bottom and smiled, "it's better!" she said, while Ana could only frown because she preferred the sabrina model over the current one.

"is it good now?" ana Syndir.

"actually I don't like it very much, you look more like a high school boy, but better than that one open."

'ck! besides not too open too many times, making!' Ana who did not dare to say directly could only curse her husband inwardly.

"cz! why don't you wear it like this from the first! already, let's go out" Ana replied with a tongue stick.

plack up!

Andre shook Ana's head with his middle finger.

"be an adult! you are no longer a child! even now, you are my wife! the wife of a CEO must look mature and elegant"

'ck! so many requests! anyway what's so great about being your wife, just being told to cover up doank disgrace!' again Ana can only grieve her fate in the heart.

Andre opens his arms to have Ana hold him worthy of a noble couple in European films.

"so the old man called aa why get angry?"

"i don't like it!"

"who asked me to call her aa?!"

"i'm asking you to call me aa doesn't mean anyone else can too!"

"what difference?"

'he doesn't even know the difference between himself and the other woman in front of me.' Andre sighed, his wife is very difficult to understand him.

"ah, one more! don't call Sakti aa anymore!"

"uh uh? keep calling what donk?"

"whatever, the important thing is that the call cannot be for anyone else, it can only be for me, and only you can call me that." Ana frowned.

"keep mama, dad, Dini, she call aa? can't you too?!"

"they're your family of course I won't count," Ana sighed, 'really hard to understand, ' Ana's inner self.

After exiting the elevator on the last floor, they changed the next elevator to go to the roof top garden at the hotel.

"but I'd rather call her, Om!" Ana smiled intending to tease her husband.

"you're it! I told you, where's the wife who called her husband by the name, om, ck! The typical cold tone of a ruthless CEO finally came out.

"didn't you just say I'm like a high school kid, consider it my Daddy's sugar! rich boss dating a high school boy!" Ana laughed gigglingly feeling amused by what she said herself.

"if that's the case, I'd rather be your Daddy's sugar!"

"uhhuh! why?" Ana frowned.

'at least I won't be bound by my vow not to touch you!' Andre answered in his heart.

"you're not answered!"

"come on, we'll be here soon!" Andre switched the conversation.

Sure enough the elevator was open, the elevator to the roof top was direct and open directly in front of the park, a garden filled with flowers decorated as comfortably and beautifully as possible is also arranged to better keep out of the sun at midday, even though the air of Lembang remains cool in the middle of the day like this. But the sunlight still feels hot.

The hotel upholds the theme of a palace from mainland Europe that is distinctive with its statues of gods as well as their mounts a winged horse. Make the roof top look special and in harmony with the decoration.

Ana and Andre walk to the center of the park, mingling with guests who are starting to arrive. Acoustic music accompanies everyone who is joking to enjoy the party.

"Ana," Ana turned her face to look for the person who called out to her.

"teh Tia" Ana who intends to throw into the arms of Tia tea with her arms stretched open even so because Andre first pulled her waist to stay standing next to him.

"be an adult! you're my wife, a CEO, ok!" Andre whispered in Ana's ear with his hands still embracing her waist.

Ana sighed, she unbundled her intentions.

Teh Tia feels something strange about Andre's treatment of Ana, his big boss who has a personality as a gay man. He then frowned.

'if he is gay! it shouldn't be like this, right?! it looks more like a husband who is possessive on his wife's inner tea Tia.