
ZAYN
This is the second time I've been to Dera's house. I did ask her to have dinner together, to provoke news of my relationship with her. However, instead of being ready and leaving immediately, the girl was still busy in her room as I came. I had to make small talk with Dera's family while waiting for the girl to come down from her room.
Actually I'm very lazy to talk about this not-so-important thing, because I prefer to discuss business and profit.
While still waiting for Dera while sipping on the drink that the owner of the house served, I saw a man about the same age as me enter this house without permission. Who her? Is he part of this house too?
"Which tower, Cake? I want to take him out for a while," said the man who then sat down to join in, his eyes glancing at me, as if scanning suspiciously.
"Again ready to go with her future husband, Zayn Wiguna," replied the grandfather who I responded with a smile.
"Prospective husband?" The pair of sharp eyes looked back at me, making my blood rustle, did he not recognize my name?
"Zayn, Dera's future husband." I reached out to shake hands with the man.
"Dion, his cousin Dera," he answered by replying to my hand.
Oh, so this man is Dera's cousin. I think he's a guy who likes Dera.
The sound of high heels climbing the stairs, made me turn to the girl.
Dera looks very beautiful with a white dress, her straight hair is beautifully arranged. Her skin as white as milk seemed to blend with the dress she was wearing.
"Sister Zayn, sorry for so long." The girl was standing in front of me, not since when. The smell of fresh flowers wafted as he flicked his hair.
Absolutely perfect.
"Yes, that's okay" I replied slightly dumbfounded.
"Sir Dion why are you here?" Dera asked the man named Dion with a smile.
Why should he smile, is he that good?
"I wait in the car" I told Dera, then I said goodbye to them all.
***
Dinner this time was arranged by Assistant Kai, I myself was amazed by the way my assistant made this romantic dinner.
"Sir Zayn was romantic once it turned out." Dera covered her mouth with a smile, was that happy for her?
Kai's assistant ordered a table overlooking the night view of the capital, flickering flickering lights down there looking like the stars from this high place.
"Would you like to eat standing up?" I asked because I saw Dera just silent with lips that smile not immediately sitting in her chair.
"So, Brother Zayn should pull my chair, keep me sitting down" said Dera, who made me laugh.
This girl is so funny.
"You have two hands, right? Can't you pull up your own chair?" my many.
The look on his face began to change, frowning slightly and then pulling up the chair to sit down. No, he can sit alone.
One by one, the food began to come. I'm starting to enjoy dinner tonight, but not with Dera. The girl was busy stirring her food. Even his drinking glass was stirred. Why the hell this girl, do not let any journalists cover her strange behavior.
"Don't you like the food?" ask me after being frustrated with Dera's strange behavior.
"Not Brother, I'm looking for his surprise ring, because I don't want to be in the middle of my meal, I find that surprise," replied Dera who made me frown.
"What ring of surprise? Who put the ring on the food, it's so slovenly!"
"Sir Zayn didn't give me a ring on my food?" asked Dera with a strange expression.
I laugh cynically, this girl is stupid or what? Why put a ring on food, is it not dangerous if swallowed?
"No."
Dera leaned his back backwards, he looked limp leaning against the chair.
"Sir Zayn is not romantic."
Why her? A while ago praising me for being romantic, now saying I'm not romantic. You're a plan girl.
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...Brother, you don't understand what Dera means. Si Dera also kepedean once anyway 😅😅...
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