Just Just Marrying
Expressing heart
"Why your face?" Gerry asked as Assistant Jimmy walked into his room with a sour face.
"Why my face, sir?" Assistant Jimmy asked with a frown.
Gerry snorted to hear Assistant Jimmy instead chimed in with a question back.
"What did you tell me to come here? Is there anything I need to do?" Assistant Jimmy asked after dropping his ass on the chair opposite Gerry.
Gerry let out a long sigh before explaining what his intent and purpose were.
"What else do you think I should do to keep Kyara by my side and to discourage her from separating from me." Gerry said in a low tone. He was dead-end thinking of a way out of his problems. And hope that sharing the story with Assistant Jimmy can slightly reduce his heartbreak.
Jimmy's assistant was able to capture the look of despair on his master's face.
"I'm not a person who is too familiar with household affairs and romance. You must understand what I mean by my condition so far. But if you can give advice, it seems like the initial stage of the master's struggle is to express the feelings of the master to the madam who has been a quiet master all this time." Even Assistant Jimmy can tell for sure if his master has fallen in love with his wife since they first met on the wedding contract.
"What feelings do you mean?" Let Gerry deny his heart. His gaze turned from Assistant Jimmy to cover up his lies.
"I'm sure you understand enough of what I mean. Because if you take too long to reveal the contents of your heart, then it will be impossible if you will regret it later." Assistant Jimmy looked at Gerry, who was staring at the ceiling.
"Are you sure it would be good?" Gerry asked doubtfully. Kyara may have thought she was lying.
After that day Gerry began to digest Assistant Jimmy's remarks. Coupled with an explanation from Mama Riana and Grandpa Surya to fight for her household and say what stuck in her heart to Kyara, finally Gerry made up his mind to express a sense that he had been denying for too long.
"What are you taking me here for?" Tanya Kyara stared at the beauty of city A from the rooftop cafe that Gerry had booked specifically just for the two of them.
Gerry seemed so nervous to say what he meant. Just looking at Kyara from behind made her blood rustle. It felt really hard to get the words out that were stuck in his throat.
"Can we sit down first." Gerry said in the end. Kyara who was upright behind the rooftop barrier was suddenly turned around until several strands of her hair were fluttered by the night breeze.
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