Forced to marry Mr. Billoners
Waiting

While in his private room Jerricco was enjoying his breakfast in the morning watching Damara who woke up with a face that looks adorable to Jerricco. He accidentally exits the room before Damara wakes up.

Damara woke up from her beautiful dream, her eyelids half open. Her lips smiled showing happiness. He was happy last night dreaming of kissing with Jerricco, even Jerricco's speech in his dream last night was able to make Damara's cheeks red.

“I'm not going, I'm here with you,” the sentence feels real to Damara.

Damara took the bolster and hugged him back. ‘Oooh my Lord’ Inner Damara. If only you could see Damara's heart now like a flower garden that blooms, beautiful and beautiful. She hopes to meet Jerricco, the thing Damara wants to do is hug her husband tightly.

His heart was easily hurt but Damara also did not know, why he easily blushed and craved Jerricco's embrace. Damara chooses to get rid of the bad thoughts that come to his head, he chooses to enjoy the process and follow his heart rather than follow the contents of his head that always makes him hurt.

Damara released a hug on the bolster, choosing to immediately clean his body and prepare to return to training. Damara did breakfast in the dining room yesterday, now his breakfast is gone.

“Come, I'm done,” Damara told the man who trained her.

They walked to the training ground yesterday there was no Robert. They were only two in the square room, Damara began to listen to the material given by his coach.

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Damara stood with her hands firmly holding the firearm, her manic focusing on one point. His ear is ready to pull the trigger.

Dor, the loud voice echoed. A round of applause was heard from the coach who was satisfied to see Damara's shot hit the target.

Damara nodded and kept the weapon in place. He walked to his resting place, a breath coming out of his mouth he had been practicing for one week. But he did not meet Jerricco, Robert only accompanied training several times but never spoke about Jerricco.

Damara opened the door with the key in her hand, she went inside and walked towards the window of her favorite place. His hands clutching the phone tightly, he wanted to know the news of Jerricco.

Damara sought Jerricco's contact and ventured to contact him, his heart racing quickly waiting for his call to be answered by Jerricco. The phone is connected but there is no sound in the slightest silence, Damara suddenly nervous his tongue is twisted.

Just now he opened his mouth to talk but unfortunately the phone connection was severed unilaterally, Damara clenched her hand. He looked at the ocean in front of him.  Long enough Damara just silently pensively until he was surprised to find the hand that coiled around his neck half-strangling, ‘Damn, who would dare to do this to me?’ inner Damara.

He put up a fight using his elbow until the man removed his arm that was coiled around Damara's neck. Without a cue and did not want to be cheered he twisted his body then gave a raw bogem right on the cheek of the man.

His body limp immediately found Jerricco who he just hit, even the corner of his lips slightly injured because of his punch. “Ma-sorry,” Damara said nervously.

Jerricco still silently looked at Damara's bead, waiting for another reaction from the woman he had been missing for days.

Damara splashed into Jerricco's arms, “Sorry I didn't accidentally.” Damara hid her face when she felt Jerricco's hand caressing her hair. The sense of happiness was clearly reflected in Damara's heart, his waiting was not in vain. Now he can feel the smell of Jerricco and his warm embrace.