Waiting for your Love to Grow

Offers

Nabila came out of the boutique with a face that was still pouting. Denis's decision to buy a lot of transparent sleepwear for him has not been accepted.

Nabila walked after Denis who had walked far in front of him. She deliberately kept her distance from her husband because she was still upset. But suddenly Denis stopped, then turned his body facing towards his wife. Even if the nabila stopped.

Denis gave a signal to Nabila so that his wife walked in a hurry, but Nabila even threw away her face. Denis was furious, but he chose to budge. He turned towards Nabila. After arriving in front of his wife, he took Nabila's hand and pulled her to walk quickly following her. Nabila can only resign with a face that looks still upset.

"Let's hunt, I'm hungry" said Denis, while stepping quickly and his hand still tightly holding Nabila's wrist that tried to balance his way, even Nabila can be said to walk with half a run.

A lot of eyes were looking at them, but Denis didn't touch them at all. While Nabila just lowered his head, held the shame because of the eyes of the people.

Denis slowed his pace as soon as his foot stepped into a restaurant and a restaurant employee greeted him. He looked to the left and right for an empty place and he felt comfortable.

Denis chose a table that was located far from the glass that became the wall of the restaurant. Nabila just silently followed wherever Denis stepped.

Denis put the groceries he brought to the seat next to him. Nabila sat in front of him.

"What do you want to eat?", asked Denis as the waiter approached them to record the order.

Nabila pointed the selected menu in the menu list, to the server. Denis did the same. The waiter left after recording all their orders.

Denis stared fixedly at Nabila. Nabila knew, but she chose to see the activities of people outside the restaurant, from behind the glass, rather than responding to the gaze of her husband.

"Still angry?" Denis asked but could not answer from Nabila.

"Yes, just put the shirt back in the store, if you don't like it" Denis said, folding his hands in front of his chest.

"And you bought it, why should I give it back. Mas aja who gave back", exclaimed Nabila.

"Just say in your little heart, you don't actually want the shirt flipped" Denis teased.

"Males is talking to you mas, must be flipping through the facts" said Nabila who then pouted back while turning his face away from Denis.

"Sit here you are!" Denis orders Nabila while patting the chair next to him.

"No way" said Nabila briefly without looking at Denis.

"Well, if you don't want to move, I'm the one who moved" Denis said, moving to sit in the chair next to Nabila.

"Reverse, don't sit here" exclaimed Nabila while banging Denis' arm, but not making Denis in pain.

A few moments of fighting occurred between them, until finally the waiter came to bring their order to make the couple's small quarrel subside.

"We will continue to eat first, but in the hotel room" Denis said as he immediately scooped up his food.

"Basic perverted brain", said Nabila but still heard by Denis.

"Ha.... Ha... Ha... Ha..", Denis laughs at Nabila's comments.

"Mas, give it back!", exclaimed Nabila while holding the spoon that almost entered his mouth.

"You eat that, I don't like it" Denis said.

"No way, give me back mine, mas!", said Nabila while tugging at the end of Denis' shirt but did not make Denis stop eating.

Amidst their commotion, suddenly a familiar voice called out Denis' name. Automatically, Denis looked at the direction of the voice. Not wrong, the person who called him just now turned out to be the person he knew. The man was standing next to Denis.

"It's not my fault, it's you" she said when she saw Denis.

Denis put on a flat face, without a smile. "Miss Sheila, is there anything I can help you with" Denis said.

"Can join?" Ask Sheila.

Denis turned his head toward Nabila, who asked for approval. But Nabila just shrugged both of his shoulders.

"Damn, why he didn't say no, you insensitive wife" Denis grumbled inwardly.

"Please" Denis said with a forced smile.

Sheila sat in front of Denis. Her hair, which had been directed forward, covered her chest, directed backwards, revealing a part of her protruding chest, as Sheila wore a small, tight-fitting outfit with a low cleavage.

"Miss Sheila, do you want to order something, let me call the waiter?", Denis asked, trying to hold back his eyes to stay with his wife.

Denis felt that Sheila was trying to tease him. For that he tried not to see the beauty in front of him, even though the reality was still visible to his eyes.

"Thank you, Denis. Oh sorry, Mr. Denis. Emmm...or may I call you so as to seem familiar? I'm still waiting for friends so later" Sheila said in a voice made-up as much as possible to make Nabila sick and throw away face.

"Aren't you eating anymore, baby? or do I want to bribe this?", Denis said, lifting a spoonful of food off his plate. Denis deliberately manifested in front of his wife so that Sheila knew herself and moved to another place.

Nabila turned her head so that she faced Denis at a glance, then turned to look at Sheila at a glance who was also looking at him with an annoyed look.

Nabila who understood Sheila was trying to tease her husband, nodding her head in a sign of accepting Denis' offer. Denispun took a spoonful of food from the plate in front of him and put it into Nabila's mouth.

Sheila was very arrogant to see the events in front of her but tried to put on a natural face. "Look at who will win. All this time I've never lost to anyone, anything else with a woman like you", Sheila grumbled inwardly.

"Oh yes, are you not interested in traveling before returning to Jakarta. I can drive you guys. I've been here a long time, so I've memorized the cool spots here", Sheila bargained.

Denis and Nabila stopped bribing each other. They looked at each other then together looked towards Sheila.

"May" said Denis steadily with his mouth still full of food, making a smile Sheila appeared.

"Then can I ask for your number?", Sheila asked as she handed her phone to Denis. Denis typed in his phone number, then returned the phone to its owner.

Nabila actually refused to accept Sheila's offer, but Denis had already accepted it. She knows what kind of woman Sheila is. Yes, according to Nabila's glasses, Sheila is a very cunning woman.