Rain Blanketed Clouds

The Story of the Past that Continues

Until the man removes the look of a tense face and tries to normalize the situation.

And Arika herself though a little surprised, she tried to stay fine. Maybe Prawira is not the type of man who likes to refuse his decision. That's what Arika is trying to understand right now.

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Lunch with his own cuisine, of course not as much as when Prawiran eat at the home of his parents. He ate with a voraciously taste the cuisine of the wife even though it was lacking when the menu was not as much as he usually ate. That is why he chose to take the waiter to work at home. At least someone focused in the kitchen without being able to protest anything.

"Excuse me," The voice from the direction of the outer door made the two turn their heads for a moment. The wide open door allowed them to see who was standing there.

Arika looked at the young lady at her doorstep. From top to bottom it is clear that he is still young. Arika looked back at the husband who was also staring at the woman in front there.

"Ehem." he cleared his throat to melt the silent atmosphere. The woman smiled and lowered her head in a respectful greeting to Arika.

"Arika, she's a waitress who's going to work in this house." There was no answer from Arika and Prawira allowed the woman to enter.

Along with a suitcase of hers, the woman walked up and stood by them. "Include my name Lisa, ma'am, sir" he said respectfully. Although Arika's voice was still not heard at that time.

"That's your room let me take you." Prawira moved from her seat to escort Lisa to the room she provided the waiter.

The movement of the two of course made Arika stare in wonder. At least Prawira had to keep watch attitude and it was very unnatural to do a married man.

Without her knowing in this small room, Lisa had attached her chest to a man who was none other than Prawira.

"Did you miss me too?" sensual voice he throws. Not to forget Lisa's soft hand rubbed Prawira's stocky arm.

"Lisa, did you manage all this? Why are you the servant?" he was quite surprised even though he did not show the wife had first seen the figure of Lisa who turned out to be his former lover first.

For a moment the two exchanged lips until Arika was heard calling.

"Wira! Wir," he shouted. Prawira rushed out after rubbing her lips.

There was a pounding in the chest that felt like releasing something. Lisa's fishing is very powerful in developing the wild side of Prawira.

"What's up, Arika?" ask the man.

"Old anyway?" asked Arika innocently.

There was no suspicion at all that she felt for her husband. Prawira is a warm man according to him.

"Aren't you at the office? It's already noon, he said, and waited for the waiter?" cecar Arika warned her husband.

"It's coming to the office." Soon Prawira also took her briefcase and headed for the door in between along with Arika.

From the other direction without Arika noticing there was a pair of eyes staring at them with a gaze full of threat. Various plans have been neatly arranged.

"I'm waiting for you, Wira." one message he sent on the man's cell phone that just left from there.

After the departure of her husband, Arika intends to meet the new waiter at her house. He walked to the room where Lisa was.

"Lisa, you're coming with me, huh? I'll tell you the rules in the kitchen. After that I stayed okay, right? I have to go to college there's a teaching schedule in a little while" she said, and Lisa nodded with a smile.

"It's okay, ma'am" she replied.