The False Lover the Culun
Chapter 22. Another woman's fiancee

Because he's different.

Because he's very unusual.

Because he's special and can make me comfortable.

And for sure I can't choose whose heart this falls in love with.

A woman as perfect as herself

It is only fitting to attract the attention of many other men .

My only concern is one,

Because you can't choose your heart to be anchored to which man.

These worries can over time become traumatized.

Would it be better for me to choose not to fall in love?

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# SHERINA POV #

“There can I help you with, Miss?”

A female employee offered me help.

Well, even if Rafie said that tonight's event was just a regular dinner, but it wouldn't hurt if I prepared a better appearance.

As a form of respect for having been invited by the owner of the event. Moreover, Mami Laila was very kind to me.

I got to know Mami Laila about 3 years ago when we accidentally met in Yogyakarta. Me, Rafie, and Harsya are spending the weekend with a movie marathon in the cinema, and in the same mall Mami Laila is also holding an exhibition for her boutique.

Since our meeting, Mami Laila several times met again when she was visiting Yogyakarta.

According to Rafie, it may be because Mami Laila has misunderstood. Several times Mami Laila asked Rafie what it had to do with me.

When Rafie answers only friends, then Mami Laila will lecture Rafie as if if her son is late to move, then she can miss the opportunity.

“Nona,” reprimands the employee once again.

“Oh.. sorry,” reply me, “I'm looking for a dress, but a simple one with pastel colors,”.

The employee named Rina then directed me to a shelf filled with dresses.

My choice fell on a salem sleeveless mini dress with a turtle neck piece.

It didn't take long for me to drop a choice on that mini dress, I don't know I just liked the soft color.

After making sure the size was appropriate, I immediately finished the payment and rushed back to the apartment.

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7 O'clock in the evening, it's been 30 minutes. If Harsya doesn't force me to go together maybe I'm already at the Rafie family's residence.

Increasingly added to my frustration as I read a text message from Harsya, followed by an incoming call from Rafie.

“Iya Raf,” I said when I received Rafie's call.

“I'm still in the apartment,” I replied when Rafie asked me where I was.

“Harsya asked me to pick you up,” he said.

“Not necessary, I've contacted the taxi online, soon I will arrive there,” reply me.

I'd have to lie if I'd get there any minute. Because behind Rafie, I heard the voice of Mami Laila asking for my whereabouts.

Either intentionally, but the actual location of Harsya's apartment and Rafie's parents' house is very close.

Had I not worn a mini dress and high heels, I would have chosen to walk instead of riding in a car and travel a considerable distance.

When I arrived at the residence of Rafie's parents, I saw there were several cars that had been parked neatly in the large yard of the house that I thought was more like a palace.

I'm moving my feet towards the dining room where everyone is gathering.

From a distance I saw a dining table that could accommodate 14 adults with only a few empty seats left.

“Luckily I dress up and buy clothes, dinner between families near the version of Mami Laila which the nobility of course is different from then the night version of ordinary people like me, my inner”.

“Goodnight everyone, sorry if I'm late,” I regret.

All the gazes were now staring at me, and there was one thing I just realized.

“We met again for the second time today, my inner”.

There were 3 middle-aged couples there. All I can confirm is Mami Laila and Papi Nashir, who are Rafie's parents.

While the other middle-aged couple, if I am not one of the youths is the founder of El-Fatih Insan Unggul, Mr. Nadim El-Fatih and his wife Lady Farrah Kaira.

A man who was also the same age as Gibran somehow kept staring at me. His gaze was like keeping a lot of questions for me.

The last one is Gibran.

Mami Laila introduced me as a close friend of Rafie's.

Mami Laila was surprised by the fact that Gibran and I have known each other since High School.

I shook Gibran's hand, for the first time

After eight years we did not meet.

Only a smile from me was the beginning of our meeting tonight.

Dinner was forced to start without helping Harsya.

Like dinner in general, chatter was heard throughout our dinner activities.

Likewise with me who occasionally get questions about my activities other than teaching.

After dinner, everyone moved into the family room.

I love talking to Mr. Nadim, Gibran's father.

Obviously if he is insightful, and that makes me more interested because he also likes literary works such as novels and poetry books.

Until in the middle of our conversation, Mami Laila asked the origin of the man who was stuck in my shower.

“Gibran, so when will you get engaged?”

Gibran, me, and Rafie threw eyes at each other. I don't know what our gazes mean, which we know now the gazes of the three of us are talking.

"Auntie .. Who will get engaged?" gibran replied lazily.

"Well, you are the one whose name is Gibran in this room is something else besides you?"

"Because, Gibran who I mean there are no plans to get engaged in the near future" he said.

And without them noticing, I exhaled a sigh of relief.

"What's? Breath of relief you say, Sherina?" my mind suddenly fluttered.

My heart was beating so hard, and it was probably jumping around in excitement.

"Even if I'm going to get engaged, of course I'm going to be engaged to my lover. "

"What do you think, Miss?"

The question seemed to be deliberately directed at me.

Trying my hardest not to faint because if it happened, it would be the same as embarrassing myself.

"Of course, because it goes to a more serious level like engagement, I'm sure that every woman is waiting for it" I replied.

"You sure?" tanyanya back.

"Well, of course."

I answered sure.

"Are you like that too, Miss? Waiting for someone?"

"I? If I had a love affair of course I would be like that," I reply with confidence.

I can't stand it. I surrendered.

The longer I'm here, the greater the risk of heart disease I can accept.

"Mi Cielo .. What's wrong? You all right?" ask Rafie.

I nodded and moved away, but Rafie pulled my wrist, asking me to sit back.

"I want to go to the toilet for a minute" I replied.

"Let's go sit down for a second" stop Rafie.

"I just wanted to ask my Cousin Brother, why has he ever looked at you?"

Rafie's words just now seem to be successful in provoking Gibran.

It is very clear, if the man has now hardened his jaw.

I swallowed my salivary, "Please remind me to curse Rafie into a frog after this.

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