Take Me To Your Heart
Chapter 20 - The third person is a demon

Mira looks so stunning with her new outfit. Sabrina dress knee-length maroon red that really fit in body slim. Although at first he was reluctant to wear the dress, but inevitably he had to wear it. The two blouses and jeans that Lucas bought earlier somehow all over. Only the sabrina dress was with the underwear that fit her body.

Mira pecks her face in front of the bathroom mirror, observing the changes to her body.

"See what he did! You fucking jerk! Maniac Policy ****!" Mira grumbled with annoyance.

"It's a lot! How do I cover all these red marks on my neck ?" Ask Mira to herself.

"Oh yeah. Hopefully this can be covered with powder."

Mira walks out of the bathroom looking for her bag because the powder she needs is in the bag. But Mira undoes her intentions when she sees the clothes she was wearing last night lying in disarray on the floor. Mira then picked up one by one her clothes until her eyes noticed an object on the nightstand.

Mira's hand then grabbed the thing that made her curious. Mira's eyes widened. How surprised he saw a photo of himself with Arifin ranging from in the car, lobbied, even in front of his apartment. In the photo, Mira is hugging Arifin tightly.

"How can my photo be here ? Who took this photo ? Is he stalking me ? Is this the reason for harassing me ?" Mira lirih.

Mira's cries began to break. Suddenly his whole body felt weak. His hands were trembling, his heart was not calm and his mind was starting to mess up.

"Even Lisa would definitely suspect our relationship if she saw this photo. Even everyone who sees this will definitely think I'm a bitch." Rutuk Mira to herself.

Hiksz...

In the photo Mira looks like a prostitute who is ready to serve a striped man. If only she didn't wear a transparent chiffon v-neck blouse and slim fit miniskirt, she might be able to look like a good woman.

"Stupid...You're so stupid Mira! Look at your stupidity! You are no longer a holy girl. Now you've turned into a bitch exactly the woman you photographed." Mira does not stop her self-cursing.

Outside room.

George was talking to someone behind his expensive phone.

"Cancel all my schedules for the next week. I still have business here."

"Good sir." Steve said he understood his boss's orders.

"I will provide comfort women to serve the master for the next week." Add Steve with his flat voice.

"No need for Steve. You don't have to bother! I've found a good woman here." George said in a happy voice.

"Please take care of everything - - - "

George could not continue his words because a voice distracted him.

"I'll call you again Steve." George said in a hurry.

Tuttt...

George stepped his foot into the room. His eyes watched Mira who was sitting on the side of the bed crying.

Didn't he seem a little calm a few seconds ago, even though he was hiding his sadness behind his anger ? Why is she crying again ?

George's steps stopped when he was in front of Mira. Then George ventured to take a photo in the woman's hand and ripped it off.

Silence welcomed the two.

George was unable to say - words. He knows he has made a lot of mistakes. He knew that he had hurt and even destroyed this woman before him.

"Now I understand what you mean Mr. George."." - George." Mira said with tears flowing from her eyes.

"No dear. It's all just a misunderstanding." George tried to calm Mira down.

"I'm sorry... At first I thought you were a professional bitch. But I am thankful that I was wrong. I'll be responsible for you. I'll marry you, baby. You're mine." Add George by displaying a look of serious face - really.

"What is that thinking?!"

"You knew... I worked hard and struggled so hard to get to this point.

I have always been patient and persevered to make my dreams come true. But it seems like it's all pointless. Probably right, I look more like a bitch than a designer."

Mira breathed deeply - deeply.

"You don't have to be responsible Mr. George. I don't need. And married! I don't want to. Until I will never be yours.

George knelt down before Mira then stroked her hand gently on the woman's white cheeks, wiping away the tears that flooded her face.

"You're not a bitch, baby. You're a good designer. All your achievements to date, all because of your good work. Everything that happens between us is destiny.

Maybe for you this is a cruel fate, but not with me.

For me this is a beautiful destiny. I am grateful to have met you. I don't know why I believe you're a good woman." George said softly.

Silent

Mira doesn't know what to say. He really cannot think clearly now.

"I'm sorry Mira... I am guilty! I'm a jerk! But I don't regret this at all. I'll take responsibility. I'll marry you."

"Let me have you all Mira."