Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband

"Grandma! He's really my brother! This is a photo of our family card and a photo of our ID card. The name and photo are exactly the same. Doesn't that mean you aren't lying? Please don't corner him again. I am sorry! This is all because of the way we talk. Once again we apologize!"

The little sister bowed several times to apologize not only to the grandmother but everyone who had watched them. While putting some money on the table and pulling her brother out of the case. The woman had rushed out of the restaurant carrying her brother.

Everyone was gawking. They began to digest one by one the events they had just witnessed and began to calm down again. Seeing that, Mrs. Sofia walked back to her place.

While staring at Cleo and Harry at the same time, Mrs. Sofia said in a very relaxed and even tone to the two of them.

She drew her lip line to the side. Made a straight mark.

"I don't think they're a couple," she exclaimed in disappointment and then became normal again.

Cleo blinked twice at Mrs. Sofia. While holding back all the amusement and disbelief that had been churning her stomach, Cleo welcomed their orders that had arrived.

Offer everyone to immediately eat together and enjoy their time happily again, without talking about what happened just now.

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"Hmzzz," Cleo repeatedly couldn't help but feel amused not to laugh.

She covered her mouth and nose tightly with one hand. Then one hand held the other side of her stomach which began to feel pressure. Until in the end she then laughed out loud and was satisfied to ignore all the eyes that lead to her at this time.

Cleo looked funny at Harry who was next to her.

"Is your grandmother usually like that?" Cleo asked while struggling from her uncontrollable laugh.

After held back not to laugh out loud in front of Madame Sofia earlier. And after successfully escorted Mrs. Sofia home first to her house, then came back to the office. Cleo couldn't stop but laughing with great satisfaction.

The reason was that she had never found a grandmother who was so antique and also great at scolding a stranger without knowing what to do with the case and just judging people at will.

If it was Cleo, she would be very embarrassed by now!

But Madame Sofia, it seemed like she didn't feel any influence. Or did she pretend not to feel it because she was too embarrassed?

Once again Cleo laughed very amused and funny.

"I know it's not entirely your grandmother's fault because I also heard all their very ambiguous talk. But for whatever reason! I really didn't expect your grandmother to be so brave to reply with such words! It's not wrong for him to have a grandson like you! "

Cleo shared half of her jokes to express what she was thinking right now.

And Harry just watched silently.

"It seems, you are very satisfied watching it?" Harry asked dryly and as if to insinuate. But of course the insinuation could not be offended.

Cleo tried to hold back her laughter.

"Sorry. I really didn't mean to want to bad-mouth your grandmother, or anything. It's just that, his behavior is really cute and adorable! Don't you feel it?" Cleo asked, looking for supporters.

And Harry certainly didn't want to give his support.

Harry looked at Cleo lazily then looked away. He knew his grandmother had always been ridiculous since the first But he did not think that his grandmother would really went crazy!!

Run into people, hit tables and even utter a few expletives. Was it really done by his grandmother and came out of her mouth?

So, instead of defending himself or replying to Cleo's words, Harry preferred to bury himself deep in the ground at this time!

He did not hope that his grandmother's unusual behavior could make Cleo laugh with such satisfaction and release. Was this woman not overreacting to it?

Harry sighed.

The rice has become porridge. What could he hoped for? He didn't have a time machine to turn back time to remodel it.

So that Harry finally looked at Cleo with resignation.

'Well, at least. There's still one person who can laugh over all this embarrassing incident ', Harry thought casually as he raised the corners of his lips slightly upward. Laughing at himself who can made peace with Cleo's laughter attacks that seemed to insult him but actually not.

Harry watched it silently.

***

Until Cleo's return, which was so bright when compared to the moments before she went out with Harry, took a lot of attention from Alfin and Dirga, who at that time were just about to enter to give Harry several reports.

Alfin put on a questioning expression on Cleo.

"Is there something fun out there? Why does your face look brighter? Are you guys after having fun outside and not asking me? " Alfin exclaimed, feeling happy while teasing her and submitting a report to Harry.

Harry took the report and read it.

Seeing that the report had been opened and read, Alfin immediately gave several explanations.

"The Imperium project has received regional approval and permits from the local area. That way, we can be sure that our company can immediately realize its construction process in the near future," Alfin said, recapitulating the results of his report in a few sentences.

Alfin, who was waiting, still needed to wait for Harry's approval, glanced at Cleo.

"Did you guys just do nonsense things in a booth without anyone knowing? I'm sure, that's why you feel so happy right now, "Alfin said to his heart's content and teased Cleo with a meaningful grin.

Cleo, who just returned to her seat, stared at Alfin dumbfoundedly.

"What did you say?" Cleo asked in disbelief and didn't want to understand. Harry immediately threw his attacks.

"Get out right now if you want to screw up," Harry cried dryly and affirmatively. Alfin immediately fell silent and stopped his intention to joke and tease Cleo.

This husband is just like a bodyguard! Alfin thought.

When Harry gave his approval to Alfin's report and took turns receiving the report from Dirga, who had also been waiting for a long time. Cleo's cellphone rang. But it seemed the owner was reluctant to answer it.

So seeing the doubts attached to the tiny face, made Alfin, who happened to be in the room at that time, also attracted.

"Aren't you going to pick it up?" Alfin asked curiously.

Cleo cleared her throat nervously.

"Looks like a wrong calls. The number is unknown, "Cleo said casually from her desk.

Cleo's table and Harry's table were indeed close to each other but not close enough for the three men to see who was calling because that also included privacy from the owner of the cellphone.

But because of the long calls that took place not only once or even twice, not only Alfin but Harry also frowned.

Two wrong calls? both thought simultaneously.

Cleo immediately felt annoyed. Not because the call bothered her because ahe actually knew who was calling but rather because she didn't want to take the call that would scold her all out.

Since a while ago there had been several messages from the same number.

'Where are you?

'What are you doing?

'Why don't you answer my calls?

'Have you been drowned somewhere so you can't answer my messages?

'Cleo Alayster! Are you ignoring me now?

And a series of other messages that made Cleo eager to bury her cellphone far to the bottom of the sea.

"You better answer that call. Maybe it comes from someone you know," Alfin giving advice.

Based on his experience. The stray calls never lasted two or three times in a row. If it's an important call, it will be very lossy if Cleo didn't answer it.

"Is that so? In that case, looks like I should go out for a bit. Excuse me, " Cleo said politely.

She grabbed her cell phone and walked out quickly. Because of too quickly, she did not realize that her behavior was attracting some attention from the people she left behind.

"Does she need to go outside to take a phone call that might be wrong?" Alfin asked, not understanding as he glanced at Harry and Dirga simultaneously.

Harry stared at the closed door with an unusual expression.

And the answer, of course, was that this phone call did not come from an unknown stray phone. But from someone very, very well acquainted with.

Cleo chose one of the cubicles in the toilet to answer the call. With a lazy feeling she pressed the answer button.

"Hello?" Cleo said softly and calmly.

The caller immediately mad at her.

"Where have you been and what have you been doing? Why don't you call me at all and don't even answer my messages and calls? Are you avoiding me?" Willy asked with all his unusually long speech.

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