Waiting for your Love to Grow

Annoying meeting

Denis had looked neat that night, clad in jeans and a plain short-sleeved maron shirt that was impressively casual but still authoritative.

His eyes just glanced at Nabila who had been kneeling him wherever he moved. As now, when Denis was combing his hair in front of the mirror, the reflection of his wife's reflection was behind him, making him smile knots.

Denis turned his body quickly facing towards Nabila, making the unprepared Nabila surprised. Denis laughed at the look on Nabila's face that looked funny when he was shocked.

Denis sums up his wife's cheeks with his palms.

"What's up?", asked Denis gently to Nabila who only answered with a headband.

Denis smiled and lowered his hands, then pulled Nabila's hand, walking towards the bed.

Denis put Nabila's body to the edge of the bed, as well as himself. Put one hand Nabila into his lap, while looking at the face of his wife who just bowed he joking, "From now you were busy following me what are you thinking hemm?"

Nabila raised her head, then looked towards Denis with her adorable eyes. "No need to go, mom" she asked.

Denis smiled faintly and sat down to shift closer to Nabila, so their distance was so very close. "Why?" He asked softly, but only answered with a head by Nabila.

Denis cradled Nabila's body, then showered the woman's head with a kiss. Nabila who felt comfortable, returned the hug tightly, then raised her head to look at her husband's face.

“Can I come?” Ask Nabila.

“You just got better, Nab. It is not good if the nights outside the home”, replied Denis as he stroked his wife's cheek gently. “Partially, I'm going to the bar, you haven't been to the bar?”, asked Denis who was answered with a headband by Nabila.

“I don't want my wife to come to a place like that”, Denis said.

“Then, Denis mas do not go alone, invite Arsyad to accompany you”, said Nabila.

Denis frowned, then smiled. “You don't have to worry about it, baby. I can take care of myself. After all, I used to go to places like that".

Nabila looked at Denis face from the bottom. “You don't know who Sheila is, mas. He can do anything to achieve his wish”, muttered Nabila in heart.

Denis looked at the clock on his wrist. “It's almost 8 hours, baby. I go first yes", Denis said as he let go of his embrace, followed by Nabila who did the same.

“Be careful ya mas”, said Nabila softly, while sweeping Denis chin with his palm.

Denis kissed Nabila's forehead, then turned to her lips at a glance. “Rest, don't mind too much”, Denis advises while ruffling his wife's hair, before he finally moves out of the room.

Denis, who was already downstairs, shouted to the butler, who was quickly in front of him. He whispered something into the headman's ear, then patted his back gently and passed.

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“Welcome, Mr. Denis”, exclaimed Sheila who stood up from her seat, as soon as she saw the figure of the man she coveted coming closer towards her. His smile seemed so perfect.

“Why hurry, Mr Denis? Let's enjoy tonight. You do not need to worry, the files I have brought”, persuaded Sheila while pointing with the chin towards one of his guards who showed the files intended by Denis.

“Fucking woman”, grumbled Denis in heart. If it were not for office business, Denis felt unwilling to come to this place to meet women who he considered sneaky.

“Please”, Sheila said as she put one slot of alcoholic beverages in front of Denis. But quickly Denis shifted the bottle away. “Sorry miss, I did not drink”, he said.

“Image another drink, for our guest!”, Sheila orders one of her bodyguards, while shaking her hand.

“Ehemmmm....may I call you name only, it seems like our age is not much different”, Sheila said as she placed one of her hands on the back of Denis' hand on the table, but quickly Denis pulled his hand so that made Sheila upset.

Unbeknownst to them, at another table not far from their table was a pair of eyes that kept staring at them, from the moment Denis came. He clenched his hands on the table while muttering incoherently.

An angry expression, could not be hidden from the woman's face when she saw the two humans in front of her seemed to talk with a very close distance.

Before long, a bodyguard came to bring drinks according to his master's order. Sheila immediately took over the drink her bodyguards brought, then gave it to Denis. “Please drink" he said with a smile that was hard to interpret.

Denis drank a few sips of the soda, while his eyes tried to observe Sheila's expression at the time. “What plans are in your brain, crazy woman", Denis satin.

There were several servants who were guided by Sheila's bodyguards, carrying some food, walking up to them, then putting all the food they brought on the table, where Denis and Sheila were sitting. I don't know what food there is. Definitely not Denis who ordered it.

Sheila put some kind of food on Denis' plate, without Denis asking. While Denis just observe what is done by Sheila, without the slightest talk.

After being invited by Sheila, he ate some mouthfuls of food from his plate. He did not eat because he was hungry, only appreciated the invitee, because before he went to the bar, he had already eaten with his wife.

After it was felt that the woman in front of him was done with his eating activities, Denis intended to get up and leave the place, after getting the files he wanted.

"Sial”, Denis exclaimed in his heart when he felt his head was heavy when he was about to get up from his seat, thus forcing him to sit back.

Denis massaged his forehead, while occasionally shaking his head, because the longer he felt the heavier his head. He tried to drink the water in front of him to relieve his headache. But suddenly his body felt hotter.

Denis tries to synchronize his mind and physique, when he feels something strange about him. He took the phone out of his pants pocket and sent a message to someone, but could not confirm whether the message had been sent or not, Sheila first snatches and turns off Denis's phone and puts it in Denis's shirt pocket.

Surprisingly Denis was not angry with what Sheila was doing, he quickly pulled Sheila's slender waist closer, when deliberately and confidently, Sheila rubbed Denis' thigh.

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