Annoying Ex-Boyfirend
Gamelan

Happy is what we decide. This is the principle that Zevanna now holds after accidentally reading the caption of one of the wise words on Instagram. It's been time to cry over Jayden's wounds. Now, it was time for him to pick up his future and happiness.

Yep! Don't let the wound take hold when there is happiness waiting.

The girl's smile flickered right after putting a red lipstick on her lips. Tonight, Marvel will take her to the grand opening of a Korean restaurant owned by one of the boys.

Marvel said some media outlets were also invited because its friend's business partner was a model and an advertising star. I don't know who the model in question, which is clear Zevanna must appear quite extra so that later it will not be shy if accidentally highlighted by the camera.

At six in a few minutes, Zevanna went down to the first floor. Apparently Marvel has arrived and is now chatting with his mother.

"Well, this is her Zevanna already nongol," said Melisa embracing her son's shoulder.

Zevanna smiled. "Sister Marvel long ago?" ask her on a black-shirt man who is in line with the dress she wears.

"Not yet" replied Marvel. "Let off now?"

Zevanna nodded, then they said goodbye to Melisa who had told the two to take pictures because she said it looks very harmonious.

...BULGOGI...

So the name is plastered on the front of the restaurant when Zevanna and Marvel arrive in a crowded place. Some people in typical journalist uniforms, not to be left with the camera, also seemed to be self-conscious.

"Hi, Bro! Come also lo!" A narrow-eyed man with brownish hair immediately approached.

"Refuse the sustenance of his name if it doesn't come, '" kelakar Marvel.

"Have you refused what?" The man glanced at Zevanna at a glance, making the woman slightly frown.

Marvel laughs. "Shhh! Shut up" he said, then tilted to face Zevanna. "Ze, this is Steven who owns a restaurant. Stev, it's Zevanna." He introduced.

"Steven Lee." Steven shook Zevanna's hand. "Too much information, this restaurant is a joint venture with him. Marvel's overkill." He pointed at a tall man who had just finished chatting with the other guests, then called out to him. "Micha!"

The person called is approaching. Zevanna round her lips. Wew, Michael Rain, the inner. Good for washing eyes. When else can meet people whose photos often adorn the banner of a lot of gaban in various places. Zevanna then shook hands with Micah after Marvel did the same thing.

"Mikha, I've seen your commercials milling around a lot. Maybe, we can work together sometime. If now anyway, just want contact that can be contacted," said Marvel seriously.

The grand opening event went well and did not take long. The reporters had already disbanded after they interviewed Micah and Steven. And now, the people who had the opportunity to attend have been sitting at their respective tables waiting for their food to come, except for Zevanna and Marvel who are still faithfully standing.

"Sister, aren't we sitting?" zevanna asked, tired from her high heels.

"Capek huh?"

The woman nodded. Marvel took him. Zevanna thought Marvel would take her to a table that was still empty. But no, the man instead took her to the uninhabited second floor.

"Nr ...." Zevanna stopped her steps, making Marvel do the same.

Turning his head, Marvel could read the doubt on Zevanna's face. "Why?"

"Why not under another kayak?"

"Fearful?" Marvel chuckles. His hands were stretched out to tidy up Zevanna's wind-blown hair.

"Yaaa .. no, just ...."

"From that table can see the moon clearly." Marvel pulled Zevanna's hand back, and the girl inevitably followed suit.

The man who is now sitting opposite him is right. From their table, Zevanna could see a crescent moon hanging in the night sky accompanied by stars shining brightly around her. Even so, the moon still has its own beauty. And perhaps, the tired Zevanna need not add to the tiredness of being a bright star. Enough to be a soothing month, but able to anesthetize them with what they have. His kindness, ability, and humility.

"Special dishes for special guests."

Zevanna flinched from the reverie and kontan turned her head. There was Steven who was serving a lot of dishes, and Zevanna only realized that the table where he sat was different from the others. There was a candle in the middle as if the table was deliberately prepared for him. I don't know who turned it on and when, he really doesn't know. "Thank you" he said with a smile.

"My pleasure."

Along with Steven's departure, the speakers in the top corner sound the musical instrument. Zevanna gulped. It wasn't the kid yesterday afternoon who wasn't experienced with this problem. He could already guess where the conversation tonight would lead to. Moreover, Marvel's big hand had just clasped his hand.

"Ze, we've been close and to be honest I've fallen in love with you. But, you know, I used to have a lot of things to do. And now, we meet again under better conditions. I thought the feeling was gone, but it wasn't. I just fall more and more in love with you. So, Zevanna Epiphania Nelwan, would you like to create a love story with me?"

Zevanna took a deep breath. Staring at Marvel and their clasped hands, he smiled. Zevanna should just nod, then everything is enough. However, the man standing near the stairs who accidentally caught his sight made his tongue muddy. His clear black eyes stared fixedly at Zevanna. As if he was waiting to answer. Zevanna suddenly gamang.