After everyone finished eating. Stefan and Wirata went to the bedroom. He was taking a shower while she prepared the clothes for him. She heard him humming a song in there.
Wirata went to her room to change her clothes. She put on a shirt and a pair of dark jeans.
This is real life, not like in a movie that a high-escort woman of a godfather wearing sexy dress everywhere she went. Stefan could have an urgent situation at any time. So she would make sure if it happened her clothes wouldn't the cause to get her in terrible trouble. Shirt, jeans, and a pair of sneakers were her best option. She grabbed her black jacket and came back to his bedroom.
The tall body walked out of the bathroom with wet hair. His dark handsome face looked relaxed. He came to sit on the sofa and wagging his fingers. Wirata pretended to ignore him. Stefan shook his head. He knew she wanted him to remember that she did not like when he wagged fingers at her.
"Dry the hair for me... Please."
