Touch My Body's

Dinner

"What's this?"

"Some make Lo."

Mulan frowned. "Make what?"

"Yes make it on Mulan's side, time to eat!" sahut Rama's.

"Ck, I also know it's made dipake. I mean, Lo why do I give you a dress? Is there an event?" mulan asked while removing the contents in the bag given by Rama.

"Yes, tar malem show at seven. Lovely dress up and don't be shy!" Rama left his wife's room without hearing Mulan's answer.

The woman did not know what Rama meant to ask her to dress up beautiful. If the event later tonight is very important, what should he also go with Rama? Why didn't Rama just go with Bora? Wait, does Rama want to introduce him to everyone as his wife?

Mulan suddenly felt ashamed to think about it. And if this thought was true, Mulan felt now that she had truly become someone's wife.

"Where, Drill? You're ready, aren't you all?"

"Already, Sir. Mum and Mum Mulan just sit down sweet later."

Rama nodded, sitting in the living room waiting for Mulan to finish preparing. Tonight they will be delivered by Bora as usual.

Rama had already thought about what things he would do later once they arrived at the restaurant where their dinner was.

"Oh yeah, sir. For what you ordered earlier, I have asked waiters (servants) to arrange it. You just need to give the code to them and they will immediately deliver it to the Father's table," continued Bora told him what Rama asked for this afternoon.

"Ok, you can take a walk first where you want. I'll call you if I'm done with Mulan."

The sound of shoes going down the stairs stopped the two men talking. Rama instantly turned his gaze to stare at the smooth white feet wrapped in seven centi-high red heels, which slowly descended gracefully.

Brown-eye beads Rama did not blink looking at the beautifully colored dress matching wrapping around Mulan's sexy body with the cut of the dress on Mulan's large chest. Her hair, which was dyed and now painted black, further completes the appearance of Mulan tonight.

Rama felt very anxious to immerse himself in the chest of Mulan who almost popped out. Mulan was always beautiful and exciting, she thought.

"Where's the dress, sir?" whisik Bora understood the meaning of Rama's eyes on Mulan.

"Perfects!" (perfect).Said Rama rose from his chair near Mulan.

"Good job, Lan. Not in vain I buy Lo expensive dresses like this," said Rama once arrived in front of the throbbing Mulan.

"Lo if you buy a dress that is really small, dong. This dress is too revealing, Ra. I'm not comfortable wearing it...!" mulan lamented pulling the dress fabric on her chest.

"Open how, anyway? It's the most polite of all the dresses I've got in these boutiques, Mulan. You should know we're abroad now, not in Indo. If you want to find a covered dress where there is!" sahut Rama reasoned.

Though she did deliberately choose this dress because of the cut of her chest is quite below. Rama was happy to see two objects that he had remass that poked like he was calling him to ask on the foot. Maybe later she should often buy a dress like this for Mulan, he murmured.

"Let's go, we're late!" Rama walked first leaving Mulan who could not argue anymore.

Mulan was forced to drag her feet following Rama from behind with an upset heart. Bora noticed how the couple was not romantic.

Thinking Rama would treat Mulan so sweetly tonight, they were arguing all the way over her dress.

Bora is confused to think about what exactly Rama means to take Mulan to a romantic dinner, but instead acts annoying beside Mulan.

"Let's go down, I'll stay in Lo for a long time!" Rama opened the door, got out first from the car.

Mulan had said she would not go down because she was not confident in the dress she was wearing. Rama is immediately upset that he considers Mulan as if he does not appreciate her first gift to the woman.

"No need to worry, ma'am. Beautiful mom, I'm wearing that dress. After all, it was a dress that Mr. Rama bought specifically for Mom. Mr. Rama must be cool and proud to see Mom wearing the dress she loves." Bora makes a sound after Rama gets out of the car.

She wanted to give confidence in Mulan's heart that tonight Mulan really looks beautiful and different.

Bora also wants to emphasize how Rama feels when he sees Mulan wearing her gown. Although it has other intentions, but Bora believes Rama sincerely gave the dress to his wife.

"Thank you, Drill." Mulan smiled, getting out of the car approaching her husband. True said Bora, at least he should appreciate the gift of Rama for him.

Rama smiled faintly to see Mulan finally want to get out of the car without the need to be dragged first. The man reached out his hand, gesturing for Mulan to embrace his arm.

"Put Lo's hand here" pointed Rama on his arm.

"Must be?"

Rama clucked, pulling Mulan's hand impatiently. "We will not enter if I have to answer questions that do not matter Lo anymore!"

Rama wrapped Mulan's hand around her arm, bringing Mulan inside to their reservation table.

There were only five tables there with three of them already filled. Rama is happy because Bora is doing a task that he gave well.

"Sit down." Rama pulled the chair, letting his wife sit down.

Mulan nodded, sitting while looking around them. "What are we doing again, Ra?" his great-grandson.

"How to have dinner."

"Huh? Same who?"

"Grand."

"meaning?" mulan did not understand.

Rama did not have time to answer his question because the restaurant waiter who came brought the opening menu for them.

Mulan is confused with those who are immediately served food without ordering first. Is it possible that this is just Rama's wits saying we have an event when he just wants dinner, doang same me?

Mulan squinted at the man in front of her sharply, beware if this abis Rama messed with her, muttered Mulan.

"Non dimenticare in portare il mio ordine speciale una volta termiato il menu principal." (Don't forget to bring my special order after the main menu is finished), Rama told the waiter before he left their table.

"the signore." (Okay, sir), said the servant.

"Well, are you the same waiter?" mulan asked suspiciously.

"Nothing, I'm just saying thank you, doang..," Rama lied.

"Thank you, what a long time to say," said Mulan in disbelief.

"Tar, you can search in the dictionary if you don't believe."

Mulan clucked, feeding a spoonful of their appetizers on the table. That night accompanied by saxophone music, Mulan and Rama ate in silence.

Rama is deep in his own thoughts about his plans tonight, and Mulan is made to wonder about what Rama meant to take him to dinner together like this.

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Still going, guys 🤭

Patience waiting up, well 🤗😁