MAGIC PRINCESS
It's just a dream

"what do you mean?" asked Adarsya. Zhenita still turned her gaze. "what do you mean by our marriage?," he asked again. Zhenita looked at Adarsya "I'm really sad Ade, you forgot about that important thing," she said, smiling bitterly.

Adarsya stared in disbelief, then Zhenita threw her breath away, "so apparently, well tomorrow morning I will leave here, I hope you will soon realize," he said and left Adarsya's room.

"Nita," he ignored, Zhenita went straight into his room and tidied things into the suitcase.

"Nit, what do you mean come back tomorrow?, say it clearly, don't suddenly like this, what do they say ? tell me," said Adarsya who followed into Zhenita's room, but again Zhenita did not bother him he was busy entering the goods by holding back a tear that almost broke.

"Nita!," he said in a high tone while blocking one hand of Zhenita.

"Deliver ! Ade!," she cried.

"say first what happened ?,"

Zhenita took her breath in "let go of my hand Ade, you hurt me" he said, causing Adarsya to release her grip. Zhenita held onto her painful arm, then she closed the suitcase.

"if you really care about me you should just ask them, do you know that the most painful thing is to rely on uncertainty, though he knew that it would be in vain," he said immediately left Adarsya.

Adarsya was silent at Zhenita's words, she felt pierced by what she heard.she took a breath and ruffled her hair then ran out chasing Zhenita.

"Nita!," she called unnoticed that Zhenita had left in a taxi.

"ah, shit!," he said, then he rushed into the trunk and drove his car after Zhenita.

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the old-fashioned architecture room looked elegant, plus a girl sat in a chair looking out the window and accompanied by a cup of tea and some cookies, her hands playing an irregularly moving pencil, her hair was in a bun by letting some strands of hair unravel.

his eyes looked forward but the look of his tears went to wander, not knowing what he was thinking.

"are you all right?" the voice spread its gaze he immediately turned to the side and gave a simple smile.

the man then sat down and leaned back. "Say you just had an accident" he said, holding hands.

"how did it go that far, until you heard it?" he asked.

the man chuckled at Della's reply. "be aware, you will always create a sensation of the Maya world and the real world, you know, but what I'm wondering is why you're hiding your real identity and hiding behind the designer's name from a little business boy," he said made Della glance at him while raising her next eyebrow.

"Candra" said Della, then sipped her cold tea.

yeah, she's Candra Della's cousin, they're close to the sandals until now. During this time Candra was abroad taking care of branch companies there and only returned a few days to Indonesia.

"there are some things that do not have to be revealed and there are some things that must be revealed, you understand right?" he said because a little lazy to talk, he said, and that reason has become an open secret in the family.

"i was shocked by the press conference a few days ago" Candra said, stopping for a moment "since when did you deal with her?" demanding an answer.

Della was silent to hear the question from her cousin, she was confused to explain how. honestly lately her head was cringing because a memory spinning in her head like a memory she had ever experienced, he said, and in that memory was Adarsya there too. ah, the feeling of her head now wanting to break !.

"well, I don't know why it's like this, it's like a dream" he murmured, but it was faintly heard by Candra.

"what do you mean, dream ?,"

Della recounts everything from coming to the wedding invitation and Samapi he fell into the sea and came out of a coma. Candra seemed a little surprised by what Della was going through. "apparently you're dreaming" she said, making Della furious. "Candraaa !!," cried Della gaunty.

"Why are you angry?, isn't that what I said," he said, making Della hold the crap but there's a point in Candra saying, it happened when she was unconscious. It made Della quiet while thinking.

"then what should I do?, it looks like he's also going through the same thing, and he also met, where might it be just a dream?," said Della.

"well, how do I know," she replied, upsetting Della.

"Candraa !,"

"why are you angry again ?,"

Della grunts,

"do you like it?" asked Candra, leaving Della speechless.

"what do you mean ?,"

Candra shrugged both of her shoulders, "I just asked, if you really love her, I suggest you stop the taste of your tribe,"

"why?," Della doesn't understand what Candra meant.

"are you sure you want to hear the reason?" said Candra fishing, wanting to see Della's expression.

"yes" he said briefly.

"though it will hurt" he asked again.

"yes" Della replied briefly.

Candra smiled very thinly.

I love your persistence and taking risks, you never change.

"tomorrow is her wedding day,"

Deg.

della's hand stopped as she was about to drink her tea, Candra's reply was like a cannon exploding by her side. He stared at Candra sharply.

"What do you mean,"

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