Miss Mia
WH WHY?
Ting, uh,
The sound of the cafe door being opened from outside made Dea turn her gaze towards the entrance of the cafe. A man dressed as a courier came carrying a large box into the cafe and immediately greeted Dea.
"Good afternoon, with Miss Dea?" Greet the courier.
"Yes, I'm alone. What's up?" Dea asked a little confused.
Dea didn't order any packages.
"There's a package for you, miss. Please sign it!" The courier handed Dea a piece of receipt paper.
There is no sender name on the paper.
Who sent a package this big?
"Sorry, Sir. Who is this from?" Dea could no longer resist asking.
"There's a letter inside, miss. Excuse me first," the courier quickly withdrew and exited the cafe door quickly.
Dea was getting confused.
Dea decided to open the big box with a little overwhelmed.
"Hi, Dea. What box is that? Why so big?" Bian who had just come down from the top floor immediately asked Dea and got curious.
"I don't know either, Bian. A courier delivered it for me. Can you help me open it?" Dea still had trouble opening the box.
Bian only smiled faintly and swiftly helped Dea open the sizable box.
When the lid of the box is lifted, Bian can immediately see there is a stretch of wedding dress made of bone white tile and a map on it.
Bian is as familiar with this wedding dress as he is,
"You gonna buy something like this?"
"Of course I'll buy it and wear it someday when I've met the prince of my dreams"
Mia's words back then ringed in Bian's ears.
"Isn't this a wedding dress?" The question from Dea instantly disperse all Bian's daydreams about Mia.
But all sorts of questions still lingered in Bian's mind.
Why did Mia give Dea her dream wedding dress?
Bian took the map on top of the wedding dress and opened it. Bian read a glimpse of the contents of the map.
And Bian's eyes immediately widened in disbelief.
There's a full form with Bian's name on it. In another paper there is also proof of payment paid for chef courses over the next two years.
What the fuck?
Why did the lady director give all this to Bian and Dea?
"What is that, Bian?" Ask Dea curiously.
"It's nothing. Just an insignificant piece of paper" Bian rolled up the map and intended to burn it later.
"But who has sent this fancy wedding dress? The price must also be very expensive," Dea murmured still did not understand.
"You don't have to wear it, Dea. I guess only a prankster would send a dress without mentioning her name or identity. We'll buy another dress for you tomorrow" Bian said, closing the big box.
But Dea prevented it, Dea still wanted to look at the elegant luxury dress.
"But this dress is really pretty, Bian. Do you mind if I wear it when we get married?" Pinta Dea with facial mimic begging.
Bian sighed and finally nodded. Bian did not want to refuse the wishes of his future wife. And Bian sense Dea also does not need to know who has sent this luxurious dress.
Dea tidied the wedding dress back to the box.
Bian who had since noticed Dea's face was a little surprised because it was so pale as not as usual.
"Dea, are you sick?" Bian lifted Dea's chin to take a closer look and confirmed that Dea was not ill.
"A...what's Bian?" Dea stuttered.
"Why is your face pale? Are you sick?" Bian repeated the question.
Dea forced a smile,
"I'm fine, Bian. I was just a little sleep-deprived," Dea replied forcing to comment on the smile on her pale lips.
"But your face is pale, Dea. How about you just rest upstairs?" Bian's advice was worried.
"I'm fine, Bian. Don't worry so much!" Dea would have picked up the box containing the wedding dress and moved it.
But suddenly Dea's tiny body staggered slightly and the box fell from Dea's hands. Bian swiftly restrained Dea's petite body
"Come upstairs and rest!" Bian guided Dea up the stairs to the second floor.
"I'm fine, Bian!" Dea tried to dodge.
"Wait, your nose?" Bian began to panic when he saw fresh blood pouring out of Dea's nose.
Dea's gaze began to twitch before the girl finally fell unconscious in Bian's arms.
"Dee!!"
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