My Perfect Husband's

CHAPTER 57 Lent

In accordance with what Afif said earlier, at lunchtime, they headed to the restaurant where the appointment was approved. Afif and Naynay walked parallel, while Ryan was one step behind. The black mask also covered the beautiful face.

Dozens of pairs of eyes stole a glance as the three men walked through the lobby. Afif casually held Naynay's hand, not caring about the shocked gazes of the people there.

Their marriage was only attended by certain people, so it was natural that many did not know about their relationship. The news that the CEO of Cavin Group is married has long been spread, but they do not know how the lucky young lady looks like.

"I want to sleep for a while" Afif said after they got into the car and laid down with his head on his wife's thigh.

"Please, Young Master!" say formal Naynay and rub Afif hair.

"Why do you call me that?" tanya Afif was a little uncomfortable to hear his wife call him by the formal name.

"As your secretary, I should always be professional." Naynay still spoke formally to make Afif laugh.

"I'll give you a bonus later." Naynay's blazer snapped and kissed the distended belly.

"Thank you, Young Master." Naynay laughed as he continued to rub Afif's hair.

Ryan who was driving the car smiled as he shook his head, feeling funny with the couple's attitude. He was also happy to see Naynay no longer feeling depressed and frightened when he was close to Afif and himself.

Spending about thirty minutes traveling, they finally arrived at their destination. Naynay frowned puzzledly, why go to the restaurant so far just for lunch?

"Come on!" Naynay's hand was held and led inside. They were greeted by the restaurant manager and taken to a private room.

"Please, Mister and Miss." The manager opened the door and left after the three men entered.

Naynay's eyes widened to see who was standing with an expanding smile in the room.

"Sister, it's Rosi's husband." Naynay panicked until her eyebrows swooped, she whispered to her husband.

But Afif was just silent, instead her husband pulled his hand closer to the man who was Rosi's husband, Joan.

"Long time did not meet," said Joan and Afif shaking hands and smiling widely at each other.

"Hi, Nay!" Joan waved her hand to Naynay who lowered her head.

Surprised, the pregnant woman raised her head. He was holding onto Afif's big hand. Joan recognized him, how is this?

"Let's sit!" Rosi's husband invited Afif and Naynay to sit down.

Afif invited Naynay to sit, rubbed his wife's hands that felt vibrating. Afif's hand was raised and opened the black mask that still covered his wife's cute face. After the mask was removed, Naynay lowered his head again.

"I've ordered my favorite food here." Joan smiled as she opened her coat, covered with Afif who had her coat on the back of the chair.

"Ryan, you're getting dashing now." Turning to Ryan who was sitting next to ya, Joan patted Ryan on the back.

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Joan."

Naynay was confused as to how, this was too shocking for him. Afif's hand that was still tied to his hand was already crumpled with nervousness.

The door of the room opened and several servants entered carrying so many menus. Joan seemed to have a trance when ordering, a table filled with food that she ordered for lunch this time. If it's over, no dinner is a problem.

Naynay closed his mouth, he suddenly felt nauseous smelling the smell of the tilled chili right in front of him. He immediately ran out of the room and towards the toilet not far from there. Spewing out the undigested rice field, Naynay's body became limp.

After feeling better, Naynay came out of the bathroom. In front of the door, Afif paced around while holding his chin. When he saw Naynay coming out, he immediately approached his wife.

"You haven't vomited in a long time, are you okay?" tanya Afif worried while cupping both cheeks Naynay.

"Nay all right, it was suddenly nauseous because of the smell of sambel terasi." The mummy wiped the tears that had come out because of vomiting. His throat was sore, very uncomfortable.

Afif called Ryan and told his secretary to throw away all the food he was wearing. After his order was fulfilled, Afif brought Naynay back to the room.

"It's okay, brother." Naynay smiled slightly so Joan would not feel guilty.

"What do you want to eat?" asked Afif while wiping the sweat on Naynay's forehead with a tissue.

"Same as you want," said Naynay turned to her husband.

Afif took a bit of food to his plate. Scooping the food on the plate and thrusting it right in front of his wife's lips.

"Open your mouth!" afif's word shocked Naynay. When did he eat? In front of his colleagues.

"Dad.."

Naynay opened her mouth to accept the bribe, holding back the shame as well actually.

"Ryan, did you make sure he was Afif?" joan asked whispered to Ryan who had also started to spoon the food into his mouth.

"A thousand percent I guarantee he is indeed the young master of Afif," Ryan casually replied.

Joan shook her head in amazement at Afif's significant change. Plus his best friend was very anti with women, but he's still normal. He smiled looking at the embarrassed face of Naynay who was being fed.

"Look easy, Nay. I already know everything."

Naynay turned to look at Joan, her mouth that was busy chewing, now swallowed the food in her mouth.

"Everything?" asked Naynay with her cute silly face.

"Complite" said Joan, winking one eye. This man is basically humorous, matching Rosi who likes to sulk.

Naynay tucked her hair behind her ear. "Nay's pregnant"

"I know, everything."

"Then, Rosi?"

"She doesn't know yet, I wouldn't tell her if you wouldn't." Joan laughed a little.

"Nay will tell you himself, but wait for the right time." A long breath sounded out from the bumil.

Joan nodded and ate the food she had been eating. After that, there was no more conversation. Afif feeds Naynay and occasionally feeds into his own mouth.

After the lunch was over, Joan placed a large paper bag on the table. "This is my wedding present. Your husband won't accept it, so I'll give it to you right away."

Naynay picked up the paper bag and looked at the contents. His eyes immediately widened to see what was inside there. "Nay likey!! Thanks, yes, brother!!"

Afif looked in annoyance at Joan who was smilingly sneering at him. If Naynay was happy, he could not refuse the gift of his best friend.

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