Not the Wrong Love

As before

Love came out of the bathroom and found Rangga already standing in front of the mirror. The man was busy putting on the buttons of the shirt he was wearing.

"You're done?" ask her to Love without looking at the owner who was asked. He was busy with his shirt.

"Yes," answered the languid love.

"I'm sorry, I don't seem to be taking you home. You brought your own car, didn't you?" Rangga glanced at Cinta at a glance and then looked back at her reflection in the mirror.

"I need to get to Mario right away before I go to the airport." Rangga is still busy tidying up his shirt, then passing Love just like that to get to his laptop. While putting on a tie, Rangga focused on staring at his laptop, to ignore Cinta who had noticed it.

Actually Cinta wants to approach Rangga and pair the tie of the man as he used to do. However, he had to realize the situation was already different now. In the man's memory, he was a nobody.

"Hm, it's okay," replied the weak Love. There was a disappointed tone in his voice. He lazily dragged his feet to the bed and sat himself there. The atmosphere became very quiet. To cover up the boredom Love plays her phone.

However, it was not how long their room doorbell rang.

"I just called the room service department, we'll have breakfast before we go." Rangga smiled briefly before heading for the door.

"Good morning sir" said a girl wearing a work uniform from the hotel. The girl bowed for a while and smiled kindly.

"Good morning" said Rangga with a friendly smile as well.

"Sorry sir, is it right here in the room on behalf of Mr Ben Damian Ezra?"

"It's right,"

"I'm from the room service section of this hotel bringing breakfast orders Mr."

"Owh yeah, please come in." Rangga seemed to think when the hotel employee was about to move food from the food train that was brought earlier to the table.

"Wait a minute," prevent Rangga, "I asked my wife first want breakfast where."

"Good, Sir." The clerk nodded, before Rangga left him towards the master room.

"Love," called Rangga from the front door.

"Yes," replied Cinta sumringah when she heard Rangga say her name. He immediately stood up from the bed to approach Rangga.

"What's up, brother?" Love bends both eyebrows because Rangga just silently notices him.

"You are beautiful too yes," seduced Rangga who had just noticed Cinta.

"Where have you been?" cibir Cinta who was returned with a smile by Rangga.

Love seemed to fondle, "Emm, like on the balcony aja kak, while enjoying the morning sun."

"Ok, I think it's better that way too."

Rangga went out again to tell the girl to take their breakfast to the balcony.

"Mother Love?" The girl looked shocked when she found Love in the room.

"Oh hi," said a friendly smiling Love to the girl who became his hotel employee.

"So, Mr Ben is Miss Love's husband? Ah, forgive me Sir, for not recognizing you earlier." The girl lowered her head again. While Rangga patted his forehead, realizing that he had been exhausted talking earlier. She was sure after this Love must have lampooned her with many questions.

"It's okay, just put the food there," Rangga ordered the girl.

"Okay sir" said the girl. After finishing putting all the food on the table in the corner of the balcony, the girl gave permission to say goodbye to Rangga and Cinta.

"The heart is bright yes" said Rangga to distract Love. He smiled and circulated his gaze, looking at the entire balcony that looked beautiful due to the reflection of the morning sunlight. Morning dew drops are still visible at the top of the leaves of ornamental plants and flower plants that are potted and neatly arranged next to the balcony guardrail. The man Ignoring Love who had already linked his hands in front of his chest and shone a sharp glare at him.

Rangga was not unconscious but, he deliberately turned his gaze in the other direction. He was sure that Love would ask for clarity from the servant's words. However, he did not want to explain it now. He did not want the plan he had been putting together for years to be unraveled.

"What did the waiter mean? Why did he know that my brother was my husband? Did that brother tell her that?"

Right, huh? Exactly as Rangga had expected. Love will ask him that.

Hah, this mouth why can't it be conditioned?! maki Rangga on herself.

"Em ... that ...." Rangga scratched his brows which suddenly felt itchy. He twisted his brain to be able to give the most reasonable reason for Love. She glanced at Love who was still staring at her intensely to wait for her answer.

"Emm .. earlier I just spontaneously told her that, sorry. He saw you this early in a man's hotel room and just the two of you. Here you are their boss, I just don't want them to think and talk that no-no about you. I don't want to because of me, you lose your honor and your duty in front of your subordinates." Rangga put on a relaxed face as possible, parse the reason at length with his sweet smile. Oh God! Can he get an Oscar now? How could those words be so sweetly thrown from her lips?

"Yes, you're right. Ck, I didn't even think that far." Love clucked, which Rangga said was true. He is the boss of this hotel. What would his subordinates say later, if he found himself staying overnight in a hotel room with a man. Yes, although Rangga is indeed her husband but, the condition of Rangga who is now not supportive for it.

"We'd better have breakfast. I have to see Mario immediately before I go to the airport." Rangga approached Love and rubbed the girl's hair. Making Love smile happily got the treatment of Rangga that she misses so much.

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