The Perfect Wife

Chapter 36. Call me Chubby

"Why is Brother Bi looking at me like that? I'm getting more nervous this way" Lara murmured inwardly.

Same with Lara. Fabio himself chose silence and watched Lara's beautiful face intently. "How now? Should I call him Chubby? He's not fat anymore. There was no fat on his body. If I keep calling him that, he could be offended," Fabio murmured inwardly.

As they looked at each other with their own thoughts. Walter suddenly reappeared. The man wanted to take his bag that was left behind. Overly absorbed in each other's faces, Lara and Fabio are unaware that Walter is back inside.

"What is this thing called love at first sight? What if I'm the enemy? They could have both died on the spot because they were enchanted," said Walter in his heart. While picking up the bag on the table, Walter touches the glass that was there. Until finally, the broken glass made Lara and Fabio aware. They both throw smiles that don't know what they mean.

"I'm sorry, Boss."

Fabio cleared his throat slowly to melt the atmosphere. "Walter, please send us the income data this month," Fabio ordered.

"Good, Boss." Walter looked down before leaving. Fabio no longer discussed the matter of laughing just now was grateful.

Fabio looked back at Lara. "Good, brother. What about brother?"

"Nice as well." Fabio turned his eyes. He is confused what to talk about. It was clear from the start that he had asked Lara to meet him.

"Sister, here's a small gift for sister. Indeed the price is not much because Lara bought it using Lara's personal money." Lara put down the gift she had prepared. He hoped Fabio would not insult his gift.

"Thank you, Lara." Fabio looked at the sofa that was nearby. "Please sit down."

Lara sat on the sofa that Fabio pointed at. The woman started to feel relaxed after chatting with Fabio.

"What's your plan, Lara? Are you having trouble?"

"Why doesn't Brother Bi call me Chubby again?" lara murmured in her heart.

"Lara ..." asked Fabio when Lara was just daydreaming.

"Sister Bi, did I make a mistake?"

"Error? Of course not. Why do you think that? I called you into this room because I wanted to congratulate you for losing your weight."

"If you did nothing wrong, why didn't Brother Bi call Lara Chubby again?"

Fabio. Now he doesn't know what to answer. "On that .. because." Fabio was silent for a moment. "I'm afraid you're offended."

Lara carved a sweet smile. "Is that the reason?"

Fabio nodded again. "Yes." Yeah."

"Not offended, brother. It is precisely Lara happy that Kak Bi calls Lara like that."

"really?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"alright. If you can tell, is Chubby busy tonight?"

...***...

Alex just got to the office. His face looked unfriendly as he had just had a fight with Fiona. While massaging the base of his nose, Alex again imagined the beautiful face of Lara.

"Where does he live? How can I meet him? Where did he get that kind of money? She looks like a modern woman. I still didn't think that the woman last night was Lara. Alessandra Lara. The woman who six months ago desperately begged for my love."

"Hello, Mister. Can I help you?"

"Please send me the hotel cctv I came to last night."

"Good, Sir."

Alex immediately turned off the phone call. This time Alex feels very confident that he can know who Lara came with, what car ride and what Lara did during the sudden in the hotel. Not long after, the message went to the email. Alex started focusing on his laptop screen. The man could not wait to see Lara. From the moment she arrived, the woman went home.

Alex's face looked very serious. What he was looking for he did not get. All records about Lara have been deleted by Fabio's subordinates. That left Alex unable to get any leads. Not accepting, Alex again contacted his subordinates.

"Is this just the tape?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Five minutes after this. I need that tape now!" yell Alex.

"I'm sorry, sir. But that's the only recording there is. I never deleted the tape last night."

Alex, visibly upset, immediately disconnects his phone call. The man closed his laptop roughly before leaning back on the chair. "Damn! If this is the case, how can I meet Lara again? I need to talk to him!"

At home, Greta cleanses her face. Moritz was full of feelings. Ever since Mr. Moritz's death, the middle-aged woman has been severely depressed. He did not want to go out of the room and meet anyone. Greta is the only person who can meet her. Moritz. Even when Alex came in, ma'am. Moritz gave a bad response. The woman yells at Alex and blames the man for her husband's departure. Even saying that Alex is a useless kid.

Alex asked Greta to bring her. Moritz to the mental hospital. But Greta doesn't want to. The woman wanted her real mama to remain in their luxurious and magnificent home. He could not bear if his birth mother had to live in a narrow room filled with crazy people.

"Ma, Mama should be excited. Don't be like this. Greta's scared, Ma. Greta's afraid of losing Mama." Greta hugged her body. Moritz. The woman again cried sadly imagining her rice later. Greta felt she had no grip to stand on. His life is ruined after his father dies and his brother-in-law leaves.

Greta is already struggling to find Lara's whereabouts. Even to come to Lara's old house. But the unexpected thing he found there. Greta herself did not expect that her biological brother would take over Lara's old house. Even Greta herself scolded Alex. But, the chatter was just a wind past for Alex. The man did not feel guilty at all.

The sound of knocking on the door made Greta take off her embrace. He wiped away the tears on his cheeks before stepping into the door. There, a servant stood with his head lowered.

"Miss, someone wants to see you."

"Who?"

"No idea, Miss. Looks like she's a friend of Miss's," replied the waiter.

"Are you allowed in?" Greta closed the room door and walked forward.

"Already, Miss. He's sitting in the front room."

"alright. Please make me a drink."

"Good, Miss."

Greta sped up her footsteps out of curiosity with the figure of her guest this morning. He feels he has made no deal with anyone today.

Upon arriving in the living room, Greta held back her footsteps. The figure of a beautiful woman sitting on the sofa was very familiar to him. But he didn't know who the woman was.

"Sorry, who are you?" ask Greta.

The woman stood up and smiled. "I'm Lara."

Greta scrunched her forehead. "Without? Lara who? I don't know a woman named Lara other than my sister-in-law" Greta replied still with a confused face.

Lara took a deep breath. Actually he does not know, how Greta reacts when he finds out that he is Lara who he once insulted. "I'm Lara Alessandra. Alex Moritz's wife!"