Just Created For Me
THU*153

Nardi listened with focus, Andra's story with a smile.

The face of a feisty young man tells the story of his love anchored to a girl due to an accidental incident.

Sometimes his chest throbbed in pain because behind the happiness that you now feel, there is another man who will break his heart because of his broken love.

"Sir, I went home first, I promised to pick her up this afternoon" Andra said as she waved to Nardi.

The middle-aged man simply nodded back at Andra's longing.

"Don't forget to come sir" cried Andra.

"Be careful, until my greetings to your future."

"Surely sir, I will tell you."

Andra drove his motorbike fast towards Zara's apartment, forced to shorten his arrival at Nardi's house, the door of the Guest room was closed and a black eyeglass lay on the corner table, it shows that Gunawan is in the house.

Smirk Andra's smile rose, so Gunawan already knew if his daughter he would marry soon.

After Andra died, Gunawan immediately appeared.

He let out a long sigh, from the room he could clearly hear all the stories of the designer's young man's love story with his daughter.

"He loves your daughter very much, he's a good and honest man, accept her" Nardi said sincerely.

Gunawan's doubts are completely unreasonable, the news about Andra is all lies, and it was Andra who saved Zara during the hypothermia incident that the girl experienced during the photo shoot.

"Come, but my heart isn't sure yet."

"Otherwise that young man has to do to make your heart believe that he is the man who deserves to be your daughter's companion."

Gunawan let out a long sigh, he did not want his daughter to be hurt, for him no one deserved to get Zara's love.

"I don't want my daughter to get hurt Di" Gunawan said.

Now Nardi is getting upset.

"It is because of your own actions, you who have hurt a woman who is so sincere in love with you, therefore you also doubt all the love that comes for your daughter, be aware and open your heart, he said, make peace with your past, not all men are easy to anchor his love like you" Sinis Nardi said made Gunawan look at him regretfully.

Fear if one day Zara will be betrayed indeed because of her self.

He who has made a wound but he also experienced trauma, causing endless regret.

Gunawan wants to be selfish, he wants Zara only to be his, no other man to have her, Gunawan does not want to share, Zara is entirely just his.

"Once you have to meet, and you'll know the young man's loving warm soul deserves to be Zara's second man after you" said Nardi.

Gunawan's stubborn attitude can only be broken with gentleness, so it's no wonder that the man is so possessive of his daughter Zara, whom he has left since childhood.

And by the time he had found it Gunawan wanted to be the only man to be a protector as well as his daughter, although at this time Zara did not know about his whereabouts.

Gunawan let out a long sigh, it was heavy to take off the little princess who was very dear to him, taking off to sail the household ark with the man he loved.

Nardi patted Gunawan on the shoulder, the man looked so moody.

"Tell Manu if you're looking for me, I'm at my wife's grave" Gunawan said.

Pouring all the contents of the heart in the tomb of Nita, indeed often done Gunawan.

Missing, regretting and crying he spilled all over, hoping the tightness in his chest diminished a little.

"What are you going to do there with?" asked Nardi because Gunawan came in between by Manu.

Meanwhile, Andra and Zara are busy choosing a wedding dress at the home of Mery Maharani's best friend.

The woman had actually prepared a special dress of her design but Andra asked her to make one more dress with a more simple and elegant model.

"Babe, don't you order too many dresses for our wedding?" ask Zara wonder.

Andra shook her head quickly, she wanted something special on her wedding day, a historic day that was only once in her lifetime.

"I don't think much" answered andra casually.

"There's not much, Mommy Maharani has made two dresses, and aunt Meri's dress has been ordered from far away, now you order another new model dress, what..."

"Stt, calm down baby, it's still natural anyway it's all for the two of us, a marriage that happens only once in our lifetime."

Zara threw her mouth upset, a Meri design dress worth tens of millions it was a waste because the dress would only be used once.

No tok no.

Meri emerged from her study carrying several thick books of pictures of her designs.

The woman took Andra and Zara to a special room in a separate building from the main building, where she displayed her dress.

Zara looked in amazement as she entered the room.

Beautiful dresses of various models and from high quality materials, very beautiful and comfortable to wear for parties.

"Dear you choose what you like."

So many and all looks beautiful and beautiful make Zara in the widows are depressed, his heart could not bear to choose one among all.

"Babe, you're the one who chose me, it feels like everything looks so perfect" said the confused zara.

Andra told the waiter to pick up five pieces of dress that was quite attractive to her, simple model and not much exposed Zara's skin, that's what Andra chose.

"Darling how about this one" Andra noticed one of the white dresses hanging elegantly in the corner of the room.

Zara observes Andra's choice of dress.

"Babe, is there no color other than white that you like ?" ask Zara because all the wedding dresses are white, she wants there to be another color at the party.

"If you want another color, you can order it to Aunt Meri and she'll make it whatever you want, won't she?" asked Andra enthusiastically to her Mommy friend.

Glug.

"Ah no, no aunt, let me just choose this" said Zara quickly, he felt bad if adding another job to the middle-aged woman.

"You don't want another color, pretty?" ask Meri to ask.

Zara shook her head for sure.

Finally, after a word of agreement, Zara chose the dress that Andra suggested, then both left the big house Meri.

"Where are we going?" zara asked, she felt familiar with the path they were on.

Andra nodded with a faint smile on her lips.

"I told you, we have to meet someone very important."

Zara looked at the road through her, if not wrong, it was the way to the mother's grave.