Love In My Heart
Triumph
nightfall
in the room devan had gathered his parents, devan sat on his bed while his mother and father looked at him.
" devan you know something, right ?" ask anja who then sits next to devan and stroked devan's hand.
" my mother..."
" dev, you know something then say. Dad and mom want to know because we're both so worried about fanny. she's like our son" said the father.
" father... mother .." devan looked at his parents 'and then in detail he told them all about tiffanny only to the extent that he knew and he saw it. while his father and mother very much listened to the idling of the devan carefully.
" that's why he's like that" said devan at the end of his explanation.
" why did that man have so much heart for him" said Anja.
" but as far as I can see, she's still acting normal and as if nothing happened to her. she was so mature that she covered all her grief when she was just a girl who might still desperately need someone who could listen and understand her "
" devan .. You have to protect her and take care of her, she's your friend" said Anja softly.
" it's not just friends, do you know what devan we used to plan with fanny's parents ? his mother liked you so much that his father decided that you would be married later, but fate said something else before everything happened God has taken it "
" do you still want to marry us ?" ask devan.
" if it is yes, father does not force .. father will be happy if you are married for real but with conditions like this where it can be. you may also have your own choices as well as fanny's "
" this father, if you can match why not . instead better devan married to fanny we know from small and family. mother does not want devan married to just any woman "typal anja.
" dad..mom why so discuss devan marriage "devan word.
" how devan did you marry fanny ?" ask dad.
" are you serious ?" ask the curious devan.
" yes ! of course "quickly answer his father.
" dad. ..dad can't be a tiffanny likes me. obviously from the beginning we always had a disagreement" said devan with a smile.
" so you like tiffanny ?" ask father.
" do you like fanny, don't you ?" timpal his mother .
" ah it's mom dad , I want to sleep tomorrow there is a schedule of operations "go devan .
father and mother just sighed upset because they could not answer from devan, because it was very night so they both left so that devan could rest well.
****
the next morning, Fanny will get the results of an announcement from the shareholders at her hotel whether or not to build her dream hotel in Norway.But she wishes she had , because after this hotel is made the next target is in Dubai.
she was neat with a pink dress and hair in the booth, she drove herself to her hotel.at moderate speed she drove her car until she arrived safely at the hotel.
some flowers were displayed in front of his office room, congratulations flowers from his business colleagues, he took one greeting inside the flower and read it.
" we can make a hotel in Norway "said rian from the front door of the elevator, fanny immediately turned to look at the bright-looking rian today in a black suit and neat hair.
" i'm sorry, but I've opened it first. I want to tell you directly "typical rian.
fanny seemed to be a small smile that could only be seen up close, rian could clearly be a speck of that small smile.
" today give a 50% cut of the fee for each guest who comes "
" are you sure ?" ask rian .
" yes, I'm sure "fanny answered quickly.
" well, now go in and see there are so many incoming emails" said Rian.
fanny walked into his room, in his heart he felt very happy and proud of his achievements.It was not easy the path he had to go through to get to the current position, although he was the owner of the hotel but the hotel was not as famous as it is now.he has tried well and showed the world that the fruits of his struggle are so beautiful.
****
the news has spread in all circles of hospitality business, until it was heard to the ears of brian.he who was in the maldives is now making love with agatha on the bed, ' he said , they stopped her hot activity when someone called and told her about fanny's cleanliness.
" honey why stop "say agathan spoiled.
" uh sorry, there's a call" said Brian.
" just interrupt, just throw it away let's finish it now "agatha grabbed the phone and threw it out and fell into the sea.
agatha also attacked brian with her hot kiss, the spiritless brian turned to return the kiss because it could be stimulation from agatha.
" hamili I brian " whispered agatha in brian's ear.
brian turned the body of agatha who was now under her "that's what you want ?" ask brian.
" yes .. hamili I am now "
brian complies with all agatha requests, he satisfies all the slightest agatha desires
***
before long his phone shook he immediately saw it after it instantly closed it.
" Fanny ... Grandma told you to come home today" said Rian softly.
" well, answer fanny.
" it's 6 o'clock we should go home" said rian.
" you go first, there's still a lot to do "
" i'll wait for you to finish, let's work together "return rian.
looking at the white hand that was typing the laptop with agility, Rian's eyes looked at her and saw the woman's face, was focusing on her work.
beautiful eyes, sharp nose and tiny pink lips, how beautiful this creation of God.
" how bodonya brian who's been wasting women like miss fanny, so beautiful and hardworking . "
" some day, someone will beg to be loved by you, miss, I promise to continue to mourn you in your distress and cry your laughter" said Rian inwardly.
****
at the table eating it 4 people were eating only the sound of the clang of spoons and forks that collided with the plate. The clock has shown at 9 pm, 9 pm ,
from the front of the time running around to the dining table carrying a bouquet of red roses with "grandmother, there is a bouquet for miss fanny "kata kali.
everyone noticed the bouquet looked very elegant and expensive "from whom ?" ask grandma.
" this is her letter grandma "times give the letter to grandma.
my grandmother opened it and read it.
***dear Tiffanny Money
congratulations on your success
hopefully the hotel you're going to build can be just as good as your current hotel.
I sent this flower, beautiful flower just like your eyes, red as you smile.
I'm waiting to have dinner with you.
^^^by: Micheal Leonardo**^^^
grandma smiled as she read the letter, anja, hars and devan looked strange looking at it, then anja took the letter and then read it out loud.
" micheal leonardo, is he on tiffanny's show ?" anja.
" so he was chosen "said the grandmother in heart.
devan grabs the letter and reads it "ck why so many styles so much, see how the writing is no story" said devan.
" what story is there to write ?" ask hars who teased devan.
" this is just one, just look at tomorrow .. There are tens or even a hundred bouquets of flowers coming to the house" said grandma.
" who is Michael Leonardo ?" ask devan.
" don't know grandma doesn't know either but it looks like she's a business colleague tiffanny, tiffanny will give you the address of this house if asked by her business friends because if she's home there she doesn't have someone coming "
yes.tak.tak.
the sound of heels and the floor collide, tiffanny has come home with a rian beside her both very harmonious like a pair of lovers.
everyone turned to the source of the voice already standing rian and tiffanny there.rian smiled at everyone and fanny just put on a flat face.
" want to tumben you come home quickly" said grandma.
" rian told me to go home now" replied fanny.
grandma smiled and found it strange why suddenly a fanny obeyed the words of Rian she came to him and brought a bouquet of flowers in his hand.
" look at someone who sent you a bouquet and there's a romantic writing too "
" here Grandma let me take care of her "rian took the bouquet from grandmother's hand and held it.
" fanny let's have dinner, everyone is eating, come on, kid, you haven't eaten yet" said Anja.
" later bi I still have work, rian come on" said fanny.
rian followed fanny from behind, and went upstairs and they both went into the room.
" why did they enter the room "though devan.