Ling
The music blasts through the whole area with a lot of people hanging around with a wine glass in their hand talking and boasting like a hubbub in the market and at the corner of my eyes, I see a big fat pool sitting in the center.
A few women wearing only bikinis swimming and laughing as if they are the most carefree people in the world. Feeling someone's gaze on me I glance down a little bit to see Orm's frowning face when she takes the surroundings in. I keep silent as she looks back to find her friend.
"Are you sure this is the best restaurant and not the best strip club in Ko Samui?" I lean down to whisper a tease in her ear as she shoots me a dead glare afterwards. Raising my hands up a bit, I retort "What? I don't come here because I want it. You insisted, remember?" She doesn't answer instead she steals a glance at the hot chicks in the pool while I try to hide my smirk.
She suddenly tightens her grip on my hand before we walk inside followed by her friend later. "Kwang, I don't know why did the clients of yours decide to choose this kind of place to have dinner? Is this really one of the best Kwang?" She asks subsequently holding on my arm while frowning annoyingly.
"Don't you love it? Let's just have fun" Kwang chuckles before waving her hand to a familiar man from a far as he comes closer a smile spreads across my face when realizing who he is. "Hi, Kwang." he flashes a smile to Kwang then to my wife "Orm" As her eyes turn up to me, I almost hear his gasping in shock. He rushes to hug me tightly before hitting my shoulder slightly. I glance at Orm who is confused and agitated right now as Kwang still beams at the dork in front of me.
"Sirilak Kwong, I have never imagined you come here at this place! You are married right?" He pretends to scold me even though I know he loves this kind of place so much since we used to hang out together back at that time. Well, apparently, he doesn't know who my wife is since he hasn't joined my wedding because back then his dad was severely ill and he was at the hospital in the state and he still felt sorry for that.
"Yeah, I am but the problem I have with you right now is why the hell you invited my wife to this kind of place. Really, Mario?" I ask as he widens his eyes in shock and looks at Kwang with confusion all over his face.
"Oh, Ling. It's just that Mario happens to be our client. Mario, as I said Orm is married and Ling is her wife." Mario smiles, looking at Orm then at me. "You get a good taste lili...Ling" She whispers before smirking proudly.
I shrug it off looking at my wife before answering "I always pick the best" Orm becomes bewildered at what I said but doesn't say anything to us.
"Well let's go to our table before I can introduce myself properly to Mrs. Kwong" Then, Mario leads us to a VIP room on the second floor. The massive room is extraordinary the dork still remembers and fancies the kind of room that we used to hang out together, I wonder what Tan and Bow would say when they know that one of our best friends coming back and didn't tell anything to them.
As I sit beside my wife I smirk noticing that this friend of mine is fallen for someone and that someone is of course Orm's friend. I eye his knowingly as he clears his throat before speaking "Kwang, I think you should tell your friend now and I will do too since she is here" Kwang's cheeks redden as she turns to Orm. "Um as you know Mario is our client and he is also my boyfriend as well"
I remain clam since I have already predicted that but when I look at Orm's face it seems like she doesn't expect that at all. She gasps and stays silent for a few seconds "Since when? You didn't even tell me in the first place"
"Orm I can't actually we are dating for a while now and this dork here took too much time before he had the gut to ask me to be his" She leans down whispering in Orm's ear low enough not to have Mario hear about it.
I curve my brow up looking at Mario's bewildered face. "How about you, my friend? What confession do you have, huh?"
"Hello, Orm. I am Ling's best friend and Ling, Kwang is my girlfriend" He states bluntly. "Oh" I act surprised "Congrats" Mario glares at me "Don't be a smartass, I know you knew it since you first saw me" He mouths me the last sentence as I grin in response.
"How about the other clients, Kwang?" Orm inquires. "Actually, there are no more clients here we just want you to come here so we can inform you about our relationship and have some fun" Orm rolls her eyes playfully as if she knows something "No wonder why you chose this place"
Mario chuckles "I did but l just want you guys to have some fun"
Then, we eat and drink for a while. Mario and I have sometime to catch up and he also asks about some of our close friends Tan and Bow in particular as the girls get more wasted Mario and I decide that we should go back to our places as she offers to bring Kwang back to the hotel since they have a flight tomorrow, Orm and I agree that we should wrap up now. Well actually I am the one that wants to go back because my wife here is so tipsy due to the shots she took.
I literally carry her back to the car with her giggling and walking like she has no strength at all. I have no idea why she drank that much if she could not tolerate much alcohol. She said she was thirsty. I roll my eyes, remembering her excuse.
As we separate our ways now with Kwang and Mario gone, Orm and I have already arrived at the ground floor. A few people look at our way, but I don't pay much attention.
"Your eyes!!" Orm suddenly shouts out of nowhere. I look at her in shock, trying to figure out what the fuck is she doing.
"Don't look at my wife," She points at a few women in the pool that I have seen when we went here.
I smile apologetically at them before Orm glares at me as if I have done something wrong, "Orm, behave. I need to bring you back," She shakes her head angrily, trying to push me away, but I tighten my grip on her.
Remind me later, Orm Kornnaphat shouldn't fucking drink.
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