Loving Your Husband
Apologies

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"Master. I'm sorry" Syiren complained and subdued his attentions, he really lost his confidence.

Diran, who was driving her car, began to pat Syiren on the head and said, "Don't worry... I'm not angry. I'm glad instead, because you introduced me to your mother" said Diran as she gently stroked Syiren's hair straight up to her back.

"But sir... I'm really not feeling good" Syiren is still humble.

" Rather than sad, we should eat at the restaurant... I want to thank an angel without wings like you"

"Master. You're overreacting..." Syiren is getting nervous when she is close to Diran.

"Don't be awkward or nervous if you see me. I really like the once jovial and energetic Syiren... So don't be sad too long huh" explained Diran. At once Syiren was aghast when she heard Diran say that she liked the old Syiren.

Likey? What does that mean? Does Mr Diran like me too? Is his love the same as how I feel about him? Is love the same as love?Syiren asked in her heart. He could not ask Diran directly, other than because Syiren was afraid of being rejected.

"Sir..." Syiren tried to ask Diran about it even though she was very embarrassed.

"...Yea?" Diran turned her head for a moment towards Syiren.

Syiren's face began to turn red, and her heart beat faster than usual "I... I want to ask you something..."

"Yes... Speak what? Just ask... Let's continue, what do you want to ask me..."

Syiren wanted to talk, she wanted to ask if Diran liked her or not. Is his love for Syria the same as Love...

"Sir... Are you..." Stuttering Syires Lips as if frozen when continuing the sentence correctly.

"Oh... Wait, we've arrived. Let's eat first and then talk in terms of what you want to tell me" Diran said.

"Ah... Alright"

Fortunately, we have arrived... Otherwise I would have been hated by Mr. Diran if I told him I liked him. Bathin Syiren muttering.

Diran immediately parked her car and started to get out of her car. Then he opened the door of Syiren's car "Come... We have lunch first" Diran said.

Syiren could only nod "Ah yes..." Syiren was amazed to look around, this was the first time Syiren had eaten at such a magnificent restaurant.

"You likey?" ask Diran.

Syiren nodded and instead rolled her eyeballs 360°, so she did not notice, the road in front of her.

Duk! Syiren's leg kicked the table, so he almost fell kissing the floor. But Diran grabbed his hand and quickly hugged Syiren who almost fell "Syiren. You okay?" ask Diran a little worried.

All eyes were on Diran who swiftly pulled Syiren into his arms "Ah sir forgive me..."

"Don't worry, you must be nervous... You better set your breath and let it out. If you are beginning to calm down... Let's find a table" Pinta Diran.

Syiren complied and quickly stepped back, but this time Diran even grasped the hand of Syiren suddenly arrived "Deg!" Diran's heart beat a little more and her cheeks re-dyed red. He's so embarrassed...

"I'll hold you... So that you don't fall again okay" Hans said.

Syiren simply nodded silently, Succeed at the table that Diran ordered "We sit here"

Syiren began to sit down after Diran pulled a chair for her "Impressively sir..."

Diran began to conclude her sweet and charming smile, Syiren's heart was revived when Diran tried to treat her as a woman.

"What do you want to order?"

"anything... Whatever you gave me. I'll eat it" Syiren replied.

"Have you ever eaten a steak?"

Syiren shook her head "Then we order that only"

Not long after, the waiter came with an order that Diran ordered "Please enjoy"

The waiter serves Diran's order very professionally at the dining table "Syiren... You can use the cutlery, right? You know how to eat steak in a restaurant?" tanya Diran doesn't really believe that Syiren can do it.

Syiren stared at the landing of her meal then furrowed her brows "A... Me, I've never used a knife and garfu at the same time sir"

"Then... Lookatthis... Let's do exactly what I did. First, hold the knife in the right hand and the garfu in the left hand" Pinta Diran.

"good. Then slowly skew the meat with garfu and then cut it with a knife like this" explained Diran. Syiren looked at Diran carefully and then tried to practice it.

"...No, it's not... Let me help you" said Diran.

Diran began to stand up and approached Syiren "First hold the garfu and knife simultaneously" Pinta Diran. Without Diran noticing, Diran had grasped both of Syiren's hands gently.

The deg! Syiren's heart skipped a beat again as Diran seemed to hold Syiren's body from behind.

"Piercing here, then... Pontong like this" Diran at length explained, but Syiren's mind instead floated to another place and imagined about the closeness of the two of them who were like the Princess and her prince.

"Rin? Syiren's... Syiren's... Syiren" Diran assaulted him several times. But Syiren was still staring blankly at Diran with a strange smile.

CTIKS! Finally Diran stopped her fingers in front of Syiren and then Syiren was shocked and began to look at Diran in shock.

"Ah sir!"

"If you daydream like that when I teach you to eat. Later you will never understand." explained Diran.

"Ah I'm sorry..." Syiren was embarrassed.

"alright... I'll help you eat. I was wrong because I chose a difficult meal for you" said Diran.

Diran again sat in front of Syiren and began to help cut the steak belonging to Syren "Ah sir. Let me do it myself. Your food will be cold" Pinta Syiren.

"No problem... I'm here to make you happy too"

"...S-happy?" Syiren doesn't understand.

"This is my thanks... Thank you for all your kindness. You are my savior... The good girl God gave me... Now let me serve you" Diran explained, making Syiren even more clueless.

What Mr. Diran wants. Why did Mr. Diran confuse me... Me, I'm so embarrassed... If Mr. Diran keeps teasing me like this. Then I will really love him...

"Now. Let's open your mouth" Diran asked.

Their gazes clung to each other, Syiren opened her mouth and Diran greeted Syiren very gently.

"...Thank you" said Syiren ashamed.

Diran started grabbing onto the tissue then pointed the Tissue towards Syiren's lips and gently polished it there. Syiren's heart became more and more numb and his face reddened and he seemed to run out of breath because he could not control his emotions.

"You have a fever?" ask Diran.

"T-no sir. Maybe there is no ac here so I'm a little hot" explained Syiren.

Diran was in disbelief and began to frown, Diran immediately directed her hand to the "Right of Heaven. I thought you had a fever" while making sure. Diran finally pulled her hand and touched her own tongue.

"Your temperature is the same as my body heat... It means you're okay" continued Diran.

Of course I'm fine. What makes my face red is not a fever. Raise your attention too ferpact sir... Don't make me misunderstand this concern of yours... Bathin Syiren muttering.

"Then. Let's finish your meal..." Diran Pinta.

Syiren nodded silently... It was really made melt by the kindness of Diran.

I don't understand why Madame Lena threw away such a handsome and kind man like Mr. Diran. Doesn't Madame Lena regret having thrown it away. Bathin Syiren muttering.

Diran's phone started ringing "Hallo..."

Kinan called about something bad, "Yes talk..."

Kinan? Is Kinan the lover of Lord Diran? Why does he always call Mr. Diran in a warm situation. Bathin Syiren muttering. Syiren is really jealous every time Kinan calls or comes to visit Diran.

"Fire?" peekerik Diran a little panicked.

"What fire? Where's the fire?" shiren asked looking worriedly.

Diran quickly got up and pulled Syiren's hand and took her outside "Master! We haven't paid for our order" Syiren said.

"No problem. This restaurant is mine... Come along there are important things that can not be delayed anymore" cried Diran panicked.

Guess what did Diran mean by fire? Don't let the fire happen in his home or office or anywhere else...