
Cella and Logan's family were still talking about the couple's marriage, occasionally they joking and laughing.
Miguel stood up and took them walking to the plantation. Everyone stood up and followed Miguel to the area where Uncle Logan wanted to show him.
While Logan, he invites Cella to go to their wedding venue, the distended woman is surprised to see where she and Logan are going to have a wedding. Cella hugs Logan and kisses his closed lips with a mustache and beard.
“Logan, this is so beautiful. You made a surprise for me,” Cella said while paying attention to where she and Logan would be blessed. Logan smiled then he stroked the hair of his future wife.
“You're happy with me?” ask Logan by looking into his lover's eyes.
“Yes, I am very happy,” Cella replied then they both kissed and played tongue.
While on the plantation, Miguel is explaining to Carlos and Carlos' parents and Jessica's parents there is Kairos Cella's eldest sister.
“Oh yes, all coffee grounds are also this coffee factory, is the property of Logan's parents who were bequeathed to Logan.” Carlos was surprised to hear Miguel's explanation.
“Owns Logan? Really?” carlos asked in disbelief as he looked at his wife.
“Iya, all plantations and coffee factories are Logan's,” Miguel replied reassuring Cella's parents.
“Then where are Logan's parents?” carlos asked again and Miguel took a deep breath, and cast his gaze into the coffee garden.
“When Logan was eight years old, both his parents died.” Miguel lowered his head and took a deep breath. He raised his head again and continued his story.
“Did he die of illness?” Carlos looked so curious that he asked Miguel.
“No, they died killed by his business partner and Logan witnessed for himself how his parents were shot.” Carlos and Jessica widened their eyes, they were shocked to hear an explanation from Uncle Logan.
“When I went to my brother's house, I saw that they were lying on the floor bleeding. At that moment I remembered Logan, I immediately looked for the boy and found him in the tree house in a state of fear.” Miguel's face turned sad then he resumed his story.
“Logan became a quiet boy, then I took him to therapy.” Carlos was so interested to hear the story of Logan's parents.
“Why did they kill both Logan's parents?” Miguel floated his gaze to the plantation and continued his story.
“They want to buy coffee plantation as well as factory, but my brother's husband don't want to sell it.” It looks like Carlos nods his head in understanding. Miguel did not want to recall the incident and he took them to the bungalow.
“Alright I'll take you to the bungalows of Logan's parents.” They all got into the car and Miguel drove them to the inn.
They arrive and get out of the car, Carlos looks at the bungalow on the hill and he looks towards the plantation.
“The views here are very good,” Carlos said to his wife. Jessica smiled then walked into the bungalow.
Miguel called the waiter and asked them to pick up all the belongings belonging to Carlos and Family. Seen Acel noticed the scenery around the bungalow. He took his wife for a walk to enjoy the beautiful scenery in that place.
“It was unexpected that this vast plantation belonged to Logan,”, Carlos said opening a conversation.
“Iya, but why doesn't he take care of it. Instead choose to be a bodyguard.” Jessica frowned and sat down.
“I'm also confused,” said Carlos while pulling Jessica into his arms.
Meanwhile Logan takes Cella to a very large house. He holds the woman's hand and goes inside, Logan takes his future wife to the room.
The two of them entered and Logan locked the door, hugging his girlfriend from behind and peeping at the neck of the line.
“I want to do it, a week I don't touch your body.” Logan's whisper in Cella's ear makes a woman's hair shudder. He smiled and held Logan's hand coiled around his stomach.
Logan began to take off his clothes and Cella's clothes then lay the distended woman on the bed. Cella smiles and caresses Logan's face and the two of them make the connection.
After experiencing a joint release, Cella placed her head on the chest of the field while rubbing it with her fingers.
“I can't wait to see my son born,” Logan said by looking into his lover's eyes.
“Four months she will be born, it's not long,” said Cella by stroking the thin beard.
“Iya, when can we see the gender?” ask Logan while rubbing Cella's distended stomach.
“Just like baby, boy or girl is fine for me,” Logan said by pinching Cella's cheek.
Logan stood up and put his clothes back on and pulled Cella's hand to get up and went to the bathroom to clean up the remnants of their romance. Not long after, the couple came out and put on their clothes.
Logan takes Cella around the house. The distended woman noticed the photo on the wall.
“Logan. Whose photo is it?” Logan smiled then hugged Cella from behind.
“That's a photo of both my parents and the one in the middle of it I.” Cella frowned then twisted her body to face the man.
“So this mansion belongs to your parents?” asked Cella again in surprise, and Logan pulled the lover and wrapped his hands around her waist.
“I'll explain it to you,” Logan said as he looked into Cella's eyes.
“Begini, Darling. The plantation and the coffee factory belonged to my parents. When my parents died, Uncle Miguel took care of everything.” Logan removed his hand from Cella's waist and sat down and took the woman to her lap.
“When I was 17 years old uncle Miguel returned the plantation and the factory to me, but I kept asking him to take care of everything.”
“Then why should you be a bodyguard?” Logan smiles and caresses Cella's stomach.
“Begini, Darling. When I was in college I hid my identity, because I didn't want women to like me just to see what was attached to me. And sure enough, they prefer richer men.” Cella doesn't yet understand she's so curious about her future husband's story.
“Then why did you quit college?” Cella interrupts Logan's explanation and the man laughs and explains.
“Um, I quit college because I wanted to avoid a woman I loved so much. She was my first love.” Cella frowned and looked at Logan.
“Did he leave you?” ask Cella again.
“Yes, he left me. His parents didn't like me either because they thought I had nothing. I'm disappointed that he won't fight to keep our love.” Cella nodded her head when she heard the story from her future husband.
“Have you ever met his parents?” ask Cella again. He really wanted to hear the story from Logan.
“Never,” replied Logan by shaking his head.
“Then?” Logan laughed at his enthusiasm for the lover to know his life story.
“He married a very established man, I left Brazil and went to Mexico. I stayed there for a few years to forget it.” Cella looked at the man in surprise.
“Does in Mexico you have a girlfriend too?” ask Cella again.
“Iya, but because they thought I was working only as a bodyguard, they left me and I ended up going to America,” Logan replied by wrapping his hands around his waist.
“Then?” Cella is still curious about her boyfriend's story.
“I live in America, the house where we met is mine. I bought it when I lived in America for four months and disguised myself again as a man who had nothing.” Cella raised both her eyebrows.
“So that's your home? Why are you lying to me?” Logan laughed and peeked at the girl's cheek.
“Sorry, Dear. I just want to see the sincerity of your love,” replied the man jokingly.
“Then why did you become a criminal?” The man laughed and kissed the woman.
“For my disguise not to be uncovered, I accepted my friends' offers. And last I received an offer to kidnap you,” Logan explained as he pinched back Cella's cheek.
“But I didn't think I liked you,” Logan said with a laugh and hugged Cella.
"Thank you, honey. You are willing to fight for our love and want to love me for who I am.” Cella wrapped her hands around Logan's back and kissed the man on the forehead.
“So the house you rented in Rio de Janeiro just wanted to test me too?” Logan laughed again and nodded his head, the face of the distended woman changed. He pinched Logan's waist and returned the man laughing.
Logan does not tell Cella how his parents died, he lies to the girl if her parents die of illness. He did not want to remember that sad story.