Marriage, Love Later
Strange guy and a cranky chick

Kiara nodded, surprised. Suddenly this man appeared and blocked his sight. He looked up, wanting to see what happened. Simultaneously, the man turned to her— his face looked like one who was enduring the pain.

"Are you okay, Mommy?" tanyakanya.

Kiara nodded confusedly. The one who should have asked that question was Kiara, but the man was worried about her instead. I want to laugh, but I also feel sorry.

The kids approached him. Their innocent faces showed regret. However, the man instead smiled, crouching in front of him while giving the ball away.

"I'm sorry, yes, uncle" they said.

The man gently rubbed their heads, then said, "No pe. Next time, you two jage-jage want to play here. Okay?"

The two children left after pledging the little promise, leaping cheerfully towards the empty space a bit away from this side of the park. Then, the man twisted his body, smiling at Kiara.

Kiara returned that smile clumsily. His eyes glanced at the man's hand movements that were pointing at his stomach. Did the ball hit his stomach? Kiara was worried.

"Are you okay?"

The man smiled crisply. "You didn't talk to me, but you didn't ask me if it was here or not."

The accent of his way of speaking is clear that he is Indonesian. Anxious, but Kiara also can not be upset at people who have been willing to block the ball for his sake. Finally, he just smiled amusedly, this guy is actually quite ridiculous as well.

"Why smile?" asked the man in astonishment and innocence. "Oh! You're stunned at my fondness?"

Kiara's laughter. "sorry. Before, thank you for blocking the ball from hitting me" he said, instead of joking at the man.

"Just a thank you? Is there nothing else? I'm supposed to avoid your pretty face from the ball?" seductive man, he means just ignorant.

Kiara chuckled again. "OKAY. What reward do you want?" he asked, not reluctant to respond to the request of his rescuer.

A nun came to Kiara, the man's gaze was instantly diverted to her, giving rise to an idea. "First, give me some water to drink. I'm thirsty," all right.

Exactly, the nurse gave the bottle to Kiara, but Kiara told her to give the man some water.

After the man downed the water, Kiara asked again. "So, any more requests?"

"Nr ..." The man stroked his chin, thought for quite a while, then extended his hand. "We're even, if you want to meet me."

Kiara's scornful smile blossomed. "Ah, this mode! Say a cake from earlier if you want acquaintance?" Even so, Kiara still reached out her hand while mentioning her name.

"Kiara's? Beautiful name," commented the man, welcoming Kiara's helping hand. "I Dave. Beautiful girl like you .. surely you have a boyfriend?"

Not only Kiara, the nurse was even more surprised. Knowing who the girl he was guarding, the nurse rebuked. "Sorry, Sir. Please take care of your words. This lady already has a future husband."

Kiara looked dumbfounded, not expecting the nurse to say such a thing. Dave was surprised for a moment, then smiled awkwardly.

"Oh, I expected that. Sorry, but I asked not to tease this lady," Dave replied to the nurse, then turned his gaze to Kiara. "Sorry, Mum. Excuse me, yes. It's nice to meet you."

Kiara smiled thinly, feeling bad for Dave because of the sassness of the sister, who had expected it to be a no-no. Although Dave's crisp smile developed towards her, Kiara guessed that perhaps the man was stupefied by the offence.

Dave left, then disappeared from his sight. Kiara fell silent with a feeling of annoyance, reluctant to look at the sister who was frozen behind her.

...🦋...

Dave's arrival is not just to stop by and take a walk in Singapore. He went to the hospital to visit someone.

After meeting Kiara, Dave entered a special room VIP patient. As she went inside, a nurse was accompanying the patient, wiping her palms.

The sister got up from the chair, lowered her head, and left after Dave gestured. Dave walked over to the middle-aged male patient. His silent gaze continued to lead to him, until he finally reached the side of the bed, then sat down near the chair.

...🦋...

Finding people in a country this big is not easy. Clara's tired of being stuck here. I give up and want to go home. But, it's been a responsibility, no matter how long he will survive here.

Merely, being here did nothing to lose either. At least Clara can do what people today say: healing. Places in Singapore take a moment away from stress. He also does not need to find Shawn alone, there are people who want to do it for the amount of money he promised.

Clara is currently relaxing in a restaurant near the hotel. The view leads to a river where the water sparkles like a jewel when exposed to sunlight. The perfect afternoon, accompanied by coffee and sandwiches.

Clara sipped her coffee quietly. Along with that, his phone rang. He gasped, his smile growing. Hurry up at the phone, hurriedly answer the phone.

"Hello, did you get the information?"

"Yes, Mr. Shawn is here."

Clara snorted, her face sour. "That's what I know! Did you find out her home address?" ketus.

The man was silent for a moment. Clara. That useless guy must not have found Shawn's home address. You're not a becus! It is free to be paid handsomely!

"Ah, stop! From now on, you're fired!" clara's nagging judes once, until the man paled.

"Wait, Miss. I still have other information" the man exclaimed quickly, before Clara turned off her phone.

Actually Clara was lazy to listen, but finally given the opportunity also the man. "Em .. say it quickly!"

The man swallowed his saliva, trying to calm himself down. "A few days ago, I saw Mr. Shawn" he said, still nervous and in a hurry.

"Where?" timpal Clara is upset.

"In the hospital."

Clara's body was vertical, and her eyes were glaring. "At the hospital? It's really you!"

"Yes, Miss. I'm sure."

"Keep," interrupted Clara impatiently. "Do you know what he's doing there? Is he sick? Or swipe at someone else?"

"What I hear, he...."

Suddenly his eyes were turned aside unintentionally at a man walking into the restaurant along with several other well-dressed men.

Clara got up from the chair stunned and in disbelief. The man he saw was....

"Hello? Hello, Missy. Are you still connected to me?" caller, astonished.

"Ah, yes, hello?" sahut Clara, wailed. "Thank you for the info. I'll transfer the money immediately" Clara closed, turning off the phone.

Before losing the man, Clara had to rush over. The goods are on the table cleaned, sipping coffee—sayang dong if not spent, coffee tasty—before hurrying to a table.

A few more meters he reached the table, and Clara instead did the thing that made many pairs of eyes point at him.

"Shawn!" yells.

Clara held her breath, hoping that the green-bedoed man sitting behind her turned his head.

And yes! Hope granted. The man looked! Clara smiled broadly, running towards her in carefree steps, while Shawn glared with his mouth half-opened.[]