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Haidar let go of Belva and took her shirt lying on the chair. Wearing it in front of Belva without feeling awkward.

Belva who continued to pay attention to him was increasingly curious as to what Haidar was doing in the small house.

"Can't the hotel owner have a house like this?" inner Belva.

After finishing dressing, Haidar saw Belva who was still glued to him. Haidar came back to Belva and made her jerk from her daydream.

"Go home, you don't have to answer now."

"Hah-hah!"

"You already know where to meet me, so now go home and see me when you have the answer."

"A-a-what are you saying really seriously?" ask Belva who still doesn't believe.

"Do I look like I'm kidding?"

"N-no."

"If you don't go home now, don't get stuck in the street, don't let your family look for you at the police station." Haidar guides Belva out of the house, though Belva is still reluctant to leave. Even to make sure Belva left, Haidar opened the door of his car and let Belva in.

After Belva sat down, Haidar immediately pulled the seat belt and put it on, making Haidar's face only a few cent away from him. They looked at each other for a moment before Haidar turned his eyes and closed the door.

The jebrettt...

Belva opened his car window again to see Haidar who was still standing waiting for him to leave.

"Can we get to know each other first?" ask Belva.

"Why are you afraid of me?"

"A-no, I just..."

"I'm not forcing you to marry me, but if you love me then marry me and if you don't love me stop chasing me!"

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Arriving at Belva's house directly overtook his family who were eating dinner. It also makes the brightest people look at Belva who is not cheerful as usual.

"What's wrong with her?" ask Zia.

"Let me find out." said Ziyan who immediately rose from his seat. Bryan stopped it immediately.

"Let Papa alone" said Bryan who then followed Belva to his room.

Geck... Geck... Geck...

"Honey.." without waiting for Belva to answer him, Bryan immediately went in to approach Belva who was lying hugging the bolster.

"What's the matter, honey, why are you moody?"

Without answering Bryan's question, Belva immediately changed position and made Papa's lap a pillow. As usual, Bryan rubbed Belva's head and hoped that his beloved daughter would tell him what happened as usual. But this time Belva was reluctant to tell the grief in his heart because he himself still felt doubtful about his feelings. Bryan did not force her and continued to rub her gently until Belva fell asleep on his lap.

Zia who saw the scene from the front door approached Bryan and sat down next to him.

"Belva is very comfortable with you Mas, Even I as her birth mother can not make her comfortable like this."

Not answering Zia's words, Bryan moved Belva's head to the pillow very carefully. Then he extended his hand to Zia and led her out of Belva's room.

Outside the room, Bryan rubbed Zia's tear-soaked cheeks. Then grabbed his body into his embrace. Still like when they were newly married, Bryan treated Zia very gently even though Zia was not so painstakingly taking care of Belva because of her age at that time was still fairly young, What else since losing Belvana, who was still very young, Zia was more moody and bemoaned her grief.

"We're back in the room" Bryan said.

Zia simply nodded slowly and followed Bryan who continued to hold her hand.

Seriate...