Waiting for your Love to Grow

Dare to Glance

"It's done baby" Denis said as his eyes caught Nabila's figure who had just appeared in the living room and walked up to him.

Nabila will just sit down, but Denis who first stood immediately pulled his wife's hand to follow him. "We are leaving now so as not to be in the mood, because I will take my wife to the boutique" Denis told Arsyad as he walked to the exit, making his assistant who had just sipped coffee should immediately come up from his chair.

Somehow during the car Denis seems to deliberately show his affection together very wife to Arsyad. To make Nabila a little uncomfortable and embarrassed himself.

"Mas, this is such a shame to be seen by others!" Nabila said softly, when Denis' head is now in his lap while his hand holds his wife's neck so that the woman's face remains close to his face so that it makes it easier for him to kiss any part he wants from his wife's face.

"Not to care about who, let everyone know you already have, so know yourself not to approach you anymore" Denis said in a loud voice. He deliberately raised his voice as a form of satire to the driver who was in front of him because of events a few days ago.

In no more than three hours, the car they were riding in stopped in front of a famous boutique. This is not the first time Nabila has come to this boutique.

Because the first experience of coming to this boutique was less pleasant, it made Nabila reluctant to get out of the car when Denis asked him to get down immediately.

"Can we come to the party tonight, just use the best clothes in my closet?" Tanya Nabila who still did not move from her seat. That made Denis who had opened the car door and lowered one of his legs, re-entered the car and closed the door.

"Can't!" firmly Denis. He looked at Nabila sharply, making his wife look down and bite her lower lip.

"Let's get down now!" Denis' orders, while pulling one of Nabila's hands. However, Nabila tried to stay in his position.

"Don't you not like it, if I look beautiful in front of a lot of people? Later the eyes of the men there to see me loh!", exclaimed Nabila as one of his hands tried to release the other hand pulled by Denis.

"Who would dare? I gouged his eyes, if anyone dared my wife's lyrics", Denis asserted, making Nabila who listened so glared and shuddered in horror.

"Take care of me!" Denis' voice had begun to soften.

"But mas__".

Not done yet Nabila talk, Denis cut it. Touching his wife's cheek gently, he said seriously, "I know how my best friend's family is. What they invite is upper class people and you know how they look. I don't want them to laugh at you because of how you look. Not for me, but for yourself".

Denis then took Nabila's palm and kissed him affectionately, then moved out of the car, followed by his wife who had changed her mind.

Almost an hour they were in the boutique, until they were brought back to the apartment by Arsyad in his car.

Hour after hour passed until now the sun has been replaced by the moon to accompany the inhabitants of the universe to carry out their activities.

"Are you ready, baby?" Ask Denis who has now wrapped his hands around the waist of Nabila who is standing in front of the glass while perfecting her makeup.

Nabila turned her gaze towards Denis, then smiled faintly while nodding her head.

"Then let's go!" Invite Denis who then tucked Nabila's hand into his arm.

"dither. I took the bag first" said Nabila who then pulled up the ladder and walked up to pick up the bag she had placed on the bed.

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The car Denis was driving had entered an elite residential area. From a distance the wreaths appear to decorate the front of a house whose lights look bright compared to other houses around it.

After parking his car in a field in the housing according to the direction of the parking lot, Denis turned off the car engine. He got out of the car and opened the door for his wife.

"Thank you mas" said Nabila whose body had perfectly come out of the car with a smile and reply smile also by Denis.

They join together like other husband and wife. Sometimes Denis stole a look at Nabila's face which this time did look more beautiful and graceful.

"Maybe it's just the same name" the woman's mind while trying to neutralize her feelings that suddenly become unsettled.

They have entered a yard that looks very spacious and has been transformed into a party that is so luxurious for an outdoor party. And plus the appearance of the invitees, without knowing the name of who is the person who holds the party, all would agree if someone thinks that the party is not an ordinary person.

"Hi Den, how are you?" Suddenly a woman greeted Denis and immediately took a kiss on both cheeks.

Nabila immediately threw away his face and released Denis' hand that was holding him. Makes Denis scratching his neck which suddenly itches.

"Hey, Dil!" reply Denis with doubt. He immediately turned his gaze to his wife who was still busy looking the other way.

"Dil, this is my wife!"

Denis speech turned out to be able to make Nabila now look at him, although the look on his face is far from friendly. Nabila reached out her hand and was greeted by Dila who also put on a dislike face.

"Honey, this is Dila temen I time High School" said Denis, without daring to see the woman in front of him who is now wearing a long dress with a thigh cleavage with the top that shows his cleavage.

"Former girlfriend too, yes Den", said Dila while smiling sweetly at Denis. Dila's speech and behavior was successful in making Nabila glare at Denis who is now staring at him.

"Den, have a chat there I miss, meet !" Dila said while pointing at a table.

What Dila said made Nabila more sultry, until he decided to step his feet in any direction leaving Denis who now walked quickly after him.

"Why the hell are you, yang?" Denis asked when he grabbed Nabila's arm.

"Well, there's your ex!" Nabila said annoyed while throwing his face.

"Are you jealous?" Denis asked with a smile that began to grow.

"Jealous? Why also jealous of the girl who pointed her thighs with her chest in public".

"Yes, I've been there to see him", seduced Denis.

"Well, let me take a taxi now!" Excited Nabila was about to step away, but Denis caught him first.

"Don't do that, which. I'm just kidding", said Denis while giving a soft touch on Nabila's cheek.

"I promise I won't look at another woman. Why also look at other women, if my wife is also more beautiful" said Denis who made Nabila's face meet red because embarrassed by the words spoken by her husband.

"Let's meet the host first!" Invite Denis, who has now pulled Nabila's hand to the main stage at the party.

Because it can not keep up with Denis who walked quickly, making Nabila's body suddenly shredded and nudged hard enough someone who was also walking quickly past him to go to the main stage.

"Ohhhh!" Excited Nabila while holding his shoulder which was hit by a collision of men who were accidentally knocked by him.

While the man just stayed behind Nabila while thinking because his ears caught the voice of the woman in front of him was not foreign to him.

Nabila's voice was loud enough to make Denis stop his steps and turn around while walking towards his wife. "What are you, Nab?" Ask worried.

"Denis!", call the man who had collided with Nabila, when he saw a familiar figure. It made Nabila turn the body to face the voice of the person who called her husband's name. So did Denis who now turned his eyes to look at the man.