Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband

"No need to bother, Chef. Besides, I'm afraid that we will not go in the same direction. If so, excuse me, Chef!" Cleo said as she walked away and left a trace of disappointment on Ethan's face, who had been hoping for a longer time to chat.

Maybe next time, Ethan whispered quietly in his heart.

Cleo, who didn't even know it, kept walking out of the course and headed for the main road. Waiting for a taxi to pass and stop it. Then got in and mentioned the destination.

"Uncle Alex's cafe, on the Setapak Road."

The taxi driver immediately nodded and drove the car towards the destination. Another car passed it and the owner of the car stared at the woman in the taxi leaving with a watchful eye.

Harry, who happened to be in the mood to go to a banquet near Cleo's course, accidentally crossed the road with Cleo's taxi. Seeing the taxi that took her to the opposite direction of his house and saw Cleo's expression that was quite serious when she was in the car. There was a kind of curiosity that tickled Harry.

So Harry just asked the driver to turn around following the taxi, and contact someone. Dirga's name appeared on Harry's cellphone screen when he pressed his number.

"Continue the banquet without me. Make reasonable excuses and finish everything well, "Harry ordered Dirga after the phone was picked up and Harry immediately hung up when he had finished saying it.

While on the other side of the phone, Dirga was staring at his cellphone helplessly and sighed.

Cleo arrived at a cafe not far from her old house. For almost four years, this shop had been her daily place to chat and spent some time together if she really had some free time.

The shop owner recognized her first and said hello.

"Cleo! You came today?" the shop owner asked, whose tone was Alex. The name matched the name of the shop. Uncle Alex's cafe.

"It's been a long time since I rarely saw you. Even though you've rarely come since long ago. But when was the last time you came here?" Alex asked again in his deep, bass voice.

Made Cleo smile first to reply. While looking around looking for Willy, Cleo looked at Uncle Alex in the end.

"Maybe about 4 months ago. And if I may know, did you see Willy?" Cleo asked, asking where Willy was. But without needing to be answered, the man she was waiting for appeared.

"You don't have to look for me anymore because I'm already here. Now let's talk outside," Willy exclaimed to the point, without pause for Cleo to answer him and the man had disappeared behind the exit door without being prevented.

Cleo chased him quickly and shouted softly at Alex.

"See you, Uncle! Looks like after this I can't stop by just yet! Bye!" She exclaimed as she walked away and hurriedly went after Willy while waving towards Alex.

"Cleo, Cleo ... you haven't changed," Alex said with a small laugh staring at Cleo's disappearance.

Cleo chased Willy to a parking lot opposite the shop. Tried to match their steps that were quite different. And waited until the man stopped his steps right in front of her.

Cleo didn't even notice that Harry had followed them quietly and hid in a corner to watch them.

With all the calm she had, Cleo asked Willy.

"What do you really want to talk to me about?" Cleo asked while staring at Willy's new jacket which she had never seen before. And judging his appearance today seemed to be much better than before, even though the color of the jacket remained the same.

Cleo looked into Willy's eyes, waiting for an answer. Willy looked at her seriously. And Harry kept trying to eavesdrop from his far enough angle.

"What have you been doing all this time?" Willy asked in his flat, cold tone. So that Cleo wanted to silence her own mouth a little if she can.

"Work. Of course, "Cleo said calmly. And Willy was still not satisfied with the answer. Cleo added.

"As you know, I worked for a rich grandmother to be her nanny. Apart from taking care of that grandmother, what else can I do? Eat and sleep?" Cleo added with a little joke, not intended to be funny. It's just that Cleo herself was not sure about her own activities.

"Besides, why do we have to talk outside? Why don't we just go in and eat? I happen to have excess money. So I can treat you today. How?" Cleo asked, offering enthusiastically for the purpose of diverting the conversation.

Willy continued to stare at her without showing his approval.

"You know I'm so tired from getting on the train here. And you're even telling me to talk here without a glass of water? You want me to be barren like that tree over there? " Cleo pointed to an old, short tree which had all its branches dried up, shriveled.

Willy snorted at all of Cleo's words, who seemed not to want to stop. With a more serious look, Willy continued to stare at Cleo.

"I saw you at the Lion Hotel. What did you do in there?" the man asked aiming. Until Cleo almost choked.

"What? Lion Hotel?" Cleo asked, repeating, "Where is that?" Cleo asked, pretending.

"You've never been there?" Willy asked with an expression that wasn't entirely sure.

And Cleo shook her head, "Of course!" She exclaimed surely.

Cleo had never been to that hotel. But she went to the party building which was under the magnificent hotel. So weren't they two had different meanings? But the other question was, what was Willy doing there?

If it weren't for Cleo, who would have to keep the matter of being in that building a secret. Cleo must have been curiously asked Willy of what he was doing there.

However, because she didn't want to further increase Willy's suspicion and curiosity about her, Cleo should not bring up further questions about the place. Cleo changed her questions quickly before she might be cornered.

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