
"Zahira! Pardon...! I'm sorry if my attitude hasn't grown up all this time!"
Zahira. He didn't answer. Just busy toying with his wiggle fingers.
Demian asked him to speak with four eyes when Jonathan was asleep.
Gege and Devana have also returned home after being relieved of the anxiety of Jonathan's calamity on their rented photoshot stage.
Of course, Gege was very angry and intended to sue the owner of the stage who had been forced to install it carelessly until an accident could occur.
But Zahira did not want the commotion to continue. He begged Deva not to prolong the affair. Moreover, Deva and Gege's marriage is only a few days away. Jo was also only a few inches torn wound. The important thing is that his son's life isn't threatened like the one Zahira had in mind.
There was a debate, but Jo himself asked Gege and Devana not to demand the decoration for the work of his mother.
Making Gege, Deva also touched Demian and touched by the kindness of the quiet princess Zahira.
"Zahira!"
Zahira jerks. Demian looked at his face as Zahira was daydreaming.
"Me and Jonathan have no capacity to hate you. You are also Nabila! We know that our situation is not like yours. We are only lowly human beings in your eyes. Which can be used as a shield for your safety for various reasons! Don'worry. Jo and I are not going to mess with your life and your extended family! Sorry.., if in the end both your parents know the situation of me and Jonathan because of the fault of our family that lost control" said Zahira flat.
"I can't accept the fact that Jo is my flesh and blood!"
"Don't continue! Don't you open the old sheet I've been covering up! Jonathan is my son. Don't make fake news spread hoaxes!"
"Dark!"
"Let us live quietly. And we won't interfere with your life either!"
Zahira went back into Jonathan's room. Leaving the pensive Demian alone.
Demian felt her chest tight.
How he did yesterday was very hurt Zahira especially Jonathan.
They are completely innocent. Zahira is a victim. And Jonathan was the result of the disgrace Demian had done.
It's really complicated about Demian's problem now.
If he wants to take responsibility, it is no longer possible. His cruel cold attitude had hurt the feelings of Zahira and Jonathan. Demian realized that.
Finally, the adult man can only apologize to God for all his actions in the past.
Demian also pleaded for Jonathan's future to be much better than it is today. That's his biggest hope now.
............
Day after day, Demian waited for the big day of Gege and Devana to arrive.
She promised to be present and be the bride's companion to the kabul table.
A few days of living with the orphanage sisters made Demian's mind more open. He often even shed tears silently while staring at innocent faces who were dreaming beautifully in their beds.
Remembering their bitter life story even more bitter than her, Demian made even more ashamed of her former self.
He often violated his unfortunate fate which always get violence from his own parents.
Even the punches and insults he got from the holy woman who gave birth to him in this world.
He used to hate his mom Papa. Often the cuek even tends to ignore all their speech. From time to time, as his body and heart were now petrified, Demian no longer thought about his own feelings.
Surya Abdi also came on H-2 day of Georgino's Devana-Satria wedding.
Everyone is happy. Demian was happy even if he was alone.
Demian now understood God was forging him with trials and trials to make him a strong man.
Today is Deva Gege's wedding dress rehearsal.
Zahira and Jonathan return because Zahira is the Make Up Arts of his tantalizing marriage.
All the wedding preparations are almost complete. There is only one percent left, ijab kabul on H day.
The Mother Anne Foundation is transformed into a luxury building. Wedding decorations are installed around a spacious foundation hall with fresh living flowers.
So beautiful, so eyes pampering.
Gege and Deva wanted a simple but beautiful guarantee. Nor do you want any more of the events of five days ago to be repeated.
They are now much more fussy in choosing decorations that do not harm their extended family and guests.
Seeing Zahira and his team working super extra hard for the smooth marriage of his cousin makes Demian touched too.
He secretly noticed the beautiful woman who was busy arranging the wedding decorations and the bride's room.
Demian remembered Nabila. His mind glared in memory of his sacred and eternal love for Nabila.
Prophet...! Suppose you still exist. Maybe we are happy now. Together, the babysitting you wanted was born from my sp*rm cell. Margot...
Demian swallowed his saliva.
He glanced at Zahira who was arranging the flowers on the edge of the beautiful wedding bed. So busy he did not know Demian who walked closer.
"A lot of jasmine is used!" demian said softly with eyes of amazement at the skill of Zahira who was still completing her task a little more.
Zahira did not look. Just a sweet smile on its back left Demian stunned.
This girl has a very sweet smile! I never had a chance to see her smile when I was in bed! What..., he didn't enjoy my game at all?
Demian tries to recall his heated struggle with Zahira ten years ago.
At that time, he was already in a state of severe drunkenness.
A hotel maid knocked on her bedroom door. The waiter said, the lady has come.
Demian continued to remember but only Nabila's face could be remembered.
At that moment he was very angry and upset. Nabila decided to go to the other country on the grounds of continuing to study in Australia. Hhh...
"You? What do you want to do in the bridal room?" ask Zahira. Suddenly Demian retreated and turned towards the exit of the room.
The bitter past. When remembered, it only causes deep pain.
Makes Demian want to get to L city as soon as possible.
...💌TO BE CONTINUE'S...