Marrying Camelia

Marrying Camelia
twenty seven


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That morning Davin snorted with a lazy step into the kitchen, no breakfast no hot coffee available at the dining table. Davin realized that his house was now quiet, he realized that Camelia was used to the house. Last night the girl sent him a message, that he would stay at his parents' house until the day after tomorrow.


Davin obscured the entire kitchen, usually the first thing he saw when he entered the kitchen area was his wife. Davin always sees Camelia is busy with work in the kitchen, Davin finds out that even though Camelia is a spoiled girl, but if in the kitchen Camelia is a person who is quite good at cooking, just like now, Davin made a cup of coffee he tasted it several times there are different flavors of homemade coffee with his wife's coffee.


"Oh, you know, right.?" Mumbled himself.


It has been a month since Davin got used to the presence of Camelia, and coffee made by his wife. Davin admitted that Camelia always carried out her duties as a good wife, although sometimes she always saw the spoiled attitude of his wife.


Davin looked towards the wall clock, actually today the Grandpa asked him to come to the office. Over the past few days, Davin has always come to the office on orders from his grandfather. Because from now on and maybe on Davin will take over the company managed by his family.


Davin immediately reached into the phone from the pocket of his pants, he saw the screen of his cell phone that is wrong and the name of Grandpa Wijaya there.


"Why Cake?"


"Where are you?"


"I'm still at home."


"Yes, Grandpa is waiting for you at the office right now?"


"Hm... All right, cake, I'll be there."


As the call ended, Davin hurried to get the keys and got out of the house. Davin drove his car above average, arriving at the parking lot of the company building, Davin got out and immediately walked into the company he would lead later.


All employees and employees already know that Davin is the grandson of the owner of the company, when he saw Davin enter the building all smiling kindly they welcomed to Davin's arrival well. As usual Davin was always the center of attention, many employees were whispering as Davin walked past them.



"Crazy ... Very handsome..!!"


"All I know is he's gonna be our director."


"Oh my goodness .. I'll be at home in the office if he's here every day."


And there are many more rants from other employees, Davin who heard just being flat and indifferent as usual.


Davin was immediately greeted by his accomplice Grandpa, he told Davin to immediately go into his work space grandfather Wijaya.


"Please enter Mr. Davin."


"Thank you.. "


Davin-pun entered, he saw Vijaya's grandfather who was standing and smiling at him.


"Welcome granddaughter."


"Look.. " Say Davin hugged the old man's body.


"No pa-pa Vin ... How are you and Camelia.?"


Davin smiled, "Good cake.."


"Grandfather wishes, may you quickly give children to all of us.." Said the grandfather with his stern face.


Davin was shocked by what his grandfather had just said.


What is a grandson??


How come?


He and I have never done anything, and we sleep apart.


Davin smiled clumsily, he scratched his nape which was not itchy at all. During his time at the company, Grandpa Wijaya asked Davin to observe and submit some documents for him to study. Grandpa Wijaya just sat down while watching his grandson who was being briefed by Raditya assistant as well as his personal secretary Grandpa Wijaya.


Davin only watched as he flipped through the file in his hand, he glanced at the direction where Wijaya's grandfather was sitting and stared at him. I don't know what happened to Davin, when he saw the face of the grandfather suddenly his mind fell on the girl who from yesterday he did not see.


Why do I remember him???


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After traveling for about half an hour, Davin finally parked his car right in front of his yard Camelia. Davin deliberately did not tell him first, because after returning from the office, Davin suddenly remembered wanting to catch up with Camelia and stay overnight at her in-laws' house.


"Eh ... Vin, who do you think you are? come in.?" Welcoming mama Indah with a warm smile welcoming the arrival of her daughter-in-law.


Davin immediately gave his greetings and hugged Mama Indah. He smiled as he said,


"Sorry Mah, I just took a ride home, because I just got home from Grandpa's office."


"Well, is it okay, you must be tired? yes, now directly to Camelia's room above, she is also in her room really."


Davin nodded, smiling approvingly, Davin was indeed very tired, because all day he spent a lot of time checking some company documents on orders from his grandfather.


After asking permission, Davin then stepped into Camelia's room on the top floor. This is the first time Davin has gone deeper into this house. Davin pushed the entrance of the room, he looked around the room that was all white and purple, there were many dolls on the sofa, closet and even his bed. Davin slightly pulled the tip of his lips up as he looked at the little boy's photo with the pigtails in his hair. Davin also knows one thing that Camelia likes something white and purple.


Davin immediately laid his body on the mattress, he found out that now Camelia was in the bathroom because of the sound of water gurgling. Davin lay down with both hands raised on his head. Davin closed his eyes for a while before Camelia came out of the bathroom.


"It's very fragrant." Guman Davin who smelled the aroma of bath soap used by his wife.


After finishing some time in the bathroom, Camelia finally came out with just a towel wrapped around her body. Camelia never thought there would be a man in her room. Camelia was silent in the bathroom doorway, she blinked a few times, she saw that Davin was in her bed and was now closing her eyes.


"Yes God ... Ye? Why is it here.?"


Davin immediately opened his closed eyes, he saw Camelia still silently staring. Davin slightly pulled the tip of his lips up, he looked at Camelia from top to bottom and said.


"What's wrong if I'm in my wife's room.?"


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