"Should I take you to the toilet?" Vino asked, in a whisper.

Vira knitted her brows and shook her head. Wouldn't it be weird if her husband showed her to the toilet!

"No, I'll just go alone," Vira answered, then she looked at Mr. Broto and Cynthia's worried faces.

"Em .. "Vira seemed to be thinking, she was confused about what to call Broto, the problem was they had not mentioned names and were not well acquainted.

Broto seemed to understand the confused face of his daughter-in-law. "Call me Daddy, just like Vino." Vira drew a smile.

"Daddy, mom, I have to go to the toilet and dry my clothes." She said politely, She asked permission while bending her body a little.

Cyntia made a worried face. "Should mommy join change clothes with you, dear? There are some clothes in the car, I'll get them for you."

"No need, mom, I'll just dry the wet part with a hairdryer. You don't have to worry about me. Please enjoy dinner first." She said then left the table.

Vino looked at his wife's body that had disappeared behind the glass wall. He's sorry he was careless.

Broto noticed the look in his son's eyes, and that made him smile. "Have you two known each other for a long time?" He asked Vino as he pulled out a bottle.

"Let me help pour the drink. "Said Cyntia with a radiant face and a sweet smile.

Broto nodded slightly, inviting his wife.

"Why do you ask, isn't my business none of your business? Just take care of your problems, I'll only talk about work and office matters. Personal affairs will be the secret of my life." Vino said with a tone of displeasure.

Instead of being angry, Broto smiled. Make Vino even more annoyed. He is upset about the assets that only get 20 percent, so now his father wants to interfere with his business.

"If you want all the assets and inheritance, you must meet the last condition." Vino is no longer interested in this dinner event. His face looked lazy.

"What are the conditions? "Asked Vino in a low voice. He didn't believe Broto anymore, disappointed with his father's broken promise.

"I will state the conditions after your wife returns. "Broto's answer made Vino even more impatient.

"What's to do with my wife, just say you want to lie to me again. You promised falsely. I do not want to believe what you say again. What is this!" Vino pointed to the document on the table. "Only twenty percent. You have lowered my pride!"

Broto looked relaxed, he took the glass that had been filled with wine by his wife. Start tasting the first sip.

"Whatever, you want to accept my offer or not. Oh yes, for your information. The son of your mother." Broto pointed to his wife who smiled sweetly.

"He has opened a business since he was 16 years old. He is very competent and talented. He has dared to be an entrepreneur since he was young."

Broto's words comparing him and Cyntia's child sounded annoying in Vino's ears. He wouldn't give his stepbrother a chance. He must be better than that damn brat!

Cyntia turned to the door and had not seen her son arrive.

"I'll call him honey, I'm afraid he doesn't know which room we're in," Cyntia whispered in her husband's ear.

Broto nodded his head, inviting his wife to contact their proud son.

Vino silently shouted. He wanted to go home and end this dinner. Her efforts seemed in vain, marriage to inherit is just nonsense. Broto tricked him.

He glanced at his watch. Waiting for Vira who hasn't come back yet, he becomes restless.

"Looks like I have to pick up my wife. " He muttered then left the chair without permission first. His parents looked dumbfounded by Vino's attitude.

"He was indeed a cool child .. "Broto answered his wife's confused face with a sneer.

***

Vira was still cleaning the remaining water on her clothes, she wiped it with a handkerchief from Cyntia while walking.

Hit!

She bumped into someone who seemed to be in a hurry.

Vira stroked her forehead which collided with the shoulder of the man in front of her.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to my steps." She said with a face of regret.

The man who was hit paid attention to Vira's face. He knit his brows. This face was familiar, he thought thoughtfully.

He seemed to be thinking. Where had he seen this girl's face! The harder he thought, the harder he would find answers.

"Have we met before? "Asked the man with a face full of hope.

Vira lifted her chin, she looked at this man's face and tried to remember.

Vira's calm face turned strange. Of course, she remembered the face of the man in front of her. He was an annoying and self-conscious man.

"Looks like we've never met before," Vira replied with a lazy face, she was about to leave the man. Of course, She was lying.

The last time they met, the man yelled at her and said she was a stalker.

Getting involved with this man was a problem, Vira had to leave immediately, escaping from this man.

She was just about to take a step but the man held her wrist.

"Ah sorry, but it looks like we've met before, am I wrong?" Asked the man a little forcefully.

Vira glanced at his wrist made the man awkward. He let go of Vira's wrist.

"Sorry sir, we never met, and I don't know you," Vira replied with a forced smile.

"Mm .. alright then. Maybe I'm the wrong person, but looking at your appearance it looks like we are a good match."

Hearing this man's words made Vira nauseous. What a match! Match your eyes! She wanted to say something harshly at this time, even though her face looked calm and even made a smile.

"I like your fashion sense. You also use the same perfume as me. It seems we have something in common."

Vira chuckled at this absurd confession from the man in front of her. A man in a suit complete with a tie, his shoes are shiny, his hair was neat, he even wears cosmetics on his face.

"Thank you very much for your compliment sir. Now may I go?" She asked politely. She held the emotions in the heart.

"Um, if you don't mind, can I ask for your social media? "This man seemed shameless.

Vira bit her lip irritatedly, she wanted to scratch the face of this man in front of her with a fork, unfortunately, she did not bring a fork and left it on the table.

This man took out an expensive cell phone from his pocket. He is getting ready to save the social media id belonging to a girl who looks different tonight, the clothes are simple, the makeup was natural, but looks classy.

Hazel smiled, he felt that this woman in front of him was very close to his type.

Natural-looking but classy, ​​calm when spoken to, and .. her face looks familiar. He thought, that they might have met at a fashion event or maybe at a social party.

This woman's face was familiar! His brain kept thinking like that.

Push!

Seeing his wife and a young man chatting in the hallway irritated Vino.

"No wonder, she's not back yet!" He whispered angrily.

Vira was surprised to be pushed against the wall. She squinted when she realized who had joined here.

"Vino?" She confused.

Vino stroked his wife's lips, his eyes looked so sharp and deep.

"Why did you take so long dear. Everyone's been waiting for you." Vino whispered in a deep voice.

Vira didn't understand Vino's words, but she saw the man behind Vino's back was still here, and it bothered her.

"Ah, sorry honey, I took too long .. because--" Vira could not continue her sentence because Vino took a quick step.

The man lowered his head. One hand was leaning against the wall while the other squeezed his wife's waist.

Vino gave a kiss on Vira's lips.

A little kiss doesn't seem enough. He felt hot in his chest because another man was chatting with his wife.

Meanwhile, Vira's eyes can still see the man behind her husband's back. Why is he still here! Vira's mind was getting annoyed.

She kissed Vino back, closing her eyes forcefully. Think of it as a way out, so that weird man doesn't bother her anymore.

This strange kiss deepened. The two of them replied to each other and opened their lips, allowing their tongue to come into the game.

Wait! This is my first kiss!

Vira shouted in her heart, she was stuck with the situation until she forgot how precious her first kiss was.

Vino didn't want to give up. The man pushed his wife's body until she was imprisoned by his body.

He drifted off, enjoying the sweet and chewy lips of his wife.