The Passion of the Guards
Chapter 66 - TGSP

The next day, Juan escorted Syera to find a ring and a suitable dress. The cost problem, it turns out all of it has been borne by Roberts. Juan did feel bad because all the costs of marriage are borne by the women, but he did nothing.

"Darling, why keep quiet from now on?" Syera asked as the two were on their way to the jewelry store in search of a nice wedding ring. 

"I'm confused, honey. Sorry huh?"

"Sorry for what else, baby?" Syera asked with a frowning forehead in wonder. Lately, Juan has been apologizing a lot.

"I can't give you anything, baby. Even all the wedding expenses, your parents are bearing it, baby." 

"It's okay, honey. Don't think too much about unnecessary things, now you just need to accompany me." Syera answered with a sweet smile.

"Hmmm, okay." Answer Juan slowly.

"Well, that's what he answered. The spirit dong, Ay." 

"Yes well, my dear." Juan's error made Syera smile with satisfaction. 

"That's dong, it's better to hear it."

"Yes, so where are we now? To the jewelry store or to the boutique first?" Ask Juan. 

"From the ring first." Juan nodded and he drove the four-wheeled vehicle to the jewelry store in the mall. 

Both of them walked with friendly hands, Syera smiled happily as well as Juan. The two of them looked at each other, then threw a sweet smile. The two arrived at a very large jewelry store.

"Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with, Miss?"

"We're looking for a wedding ring that's simple but still looks elegant, sis." Answer Shera. 

"Okay, let's Miss." Invite her, Syera followed behind the female employee to a storefront filled with expensive rings. There are even those who touch the number of billions of rupiah just for a pair of rings only. Even Juan was made gaping by the price of jewelry here, is he not wrong to bring Syera to this jewelry store. The price is too expensive for his thin wallet. 

This store is only intended for people with thick wallets, not for men like his kere. But, when she saw Syera so enthusiastic, she did not feel good if she had to take the girl out of this store. 

"This is the first design, miss. Can custom by adding your candidate name on the inside side." Obviously, Syera saw it. The rings are beautiful and look simple, but may not be at her price.

"Darling, how about this?" Shera asked Juan, asking for an opinion about this first ring.

"I'm up to it." 

"This is good, right? Can we custom our names in this, how?"

"Yes, honey. It's a very nice ring, it'll be even more beautiful if you wear it." Juan answered with a smile. 

"Ishh, you can." 

"So, would you like to take this one, baby?" 

"Yes, is this one?" Breaking up, Juan nodded his head in approval of the girl's decision.

"Sister, Juan's name is Syera huh. In the tuker, make the man the name of Shera."

"Ready, Miss. What date did he take it?" Ask the employee again.

"Soon, brother."

"Well, if so please pay for the ring first, it's okay half first."

"I'm paying full now, brother."

"Good, Miss. Come with me." Saying, again Syera and Juan also followed the steps of the employee. Juan just saw when Syera swiped his black card, it turns out the ring chosen by Syera his price is quite draining the bag as well. 

"With the cost of custom, the total is 15 million." Syera nodded her head in understanding, her wedding ring alone was 15 million. If you think that much money can be made to make a house, but this is only to buy a pair of small rings. But it'll circle during her. 

"Darling, what's the cost? Buy a ring like this?"

"Father, baby. It's a once-in-a-lifetime moment, so gapapa. Papah won't be angry if I run out of money." Syera answered with a smile. He also wrestled in Juan's hands, the two left the jewelry store after completing payment.

"Sheera.." Call someone, make Syera turn immediately. He stared at the person who had called him. Martin stood staring at Syera and Juan, especially when he saw the girl's hand tied with Juan's arm. 

"Yes, why else, Martin?" Ask Syera.

"No, it's been a while since we met." Martin said with a smile.

"Yes, how are you and your wife?" Ask Syera again, she wants to know the news about Martin's wife. Who else if not Devia, Juan's ex-lover who was married by Martin. Maybe because of the forced, because of the incident of pregnancy first.

"I'm fine, but Devia's already filed for divorce. Because I want to go after Juan." 

"A-i? Why am I brought here? I just kept quiet." Juan.

"In fact, Devia was desperate to sue for divorce because she wanted to pursue her past with Juan." Obviously Martin made Juan snort.

"I'm sorry, but I'm about to start a new future with someone new." Replied Juan while embracing the friendly shoulder of Syera.

"Come a week later I'll be married to Juan."

"H-uh?" Martin asked, it was obvious that he was really surprised at this moment. 

"Why?"

"You're serious, Sher?" Ask Martin again.

"Are you seriously getting married to Juan?"

"What's the matter?" Juan asked a little. 

"It's okay, then congratulations Sher, Ju. May it be a harmonious, lasting family."

"Yes, hopefully. Then we first yes, this really late afternoon hunt has not got a dress." Syera replied, she held Juan's hand and pulled him away from Martin's position. As for Martin, he stared at the couple's departure with nanar. 

"May be happy always, Sher. I really hope that Juan is the best man for you, you should be happy even if not with me." Martin murmured, he left the place because his work was done. 

Yes, Martin did work in this mall as a cleaning service, because he was fired from his previous job, he also did not continue his studies because he was in DO because of a scandal. Finally, he had to work to support himself. 

Earlier, he would change for the sake of his wife and prospective children, but Devia instead left him for the sake of his past that was not over. But, her past is now set in the future with another woman who is her ex-boyfriend. Either will be like what his fate will be, after kicking him but not in the lyrics at all by Juan.

Regret it or not? Like he didn't, because if he'd regret it he wouldn't risk his life and his son's later, for something he wouldn't have gotten. 

"Darling, what's yak first?" Syera said, they have got the appropriate dress for their wedding. Juan and Syera's choice fell on a clean white dress with a dangling tail, a luxurious and elegant dress, very beautiful when worn by Syera. Even Juan barely blinked when he saw Syera trying on the dress earlier. 

"Aren't tired of what, who? Later we play with satisfaction after marriage, how?"

"You why the hell, refuse me continue? Am I no longer excited?" Ask Syera, don't blame the more sensitive Syera now. This is all due to the influence of her pregnancy hormones.

"It's not so, honey. Let more afdol aja so, if it has long not played right play more lusting so." 

"Hmmm, it's up to you."

"Don't bend it dong his face, look gemesin tau no."

"Yes, yes, baby. No, anter I'll just go home." Answer Shera.

"Yes, baby." Juan also drove the four-wheeled vehicle towards the large house owned by Syera.

Juan stopped his four-wheeled vehicle in front of Roberts' mansion, the middle-aged man greeted the couple with a sharp gaze.

"It's over?" Roberts asked with his hands shuffled around his waist.

"Well, Pa. Ring's got, dress too, pah." Syera answered with a smile, but her hand would not be separated from Juan for a second. He was too comfortable holding that big hand.

"Can't you let go of Juan's hand, baby?" Ask Roberts.

"Cummer, hehe. Forgetfulness, pah." Syera answered with an awkward smile, as well as Juan who turned his face while scratching his nape that did not itch.

"Jude, I'll go home first, okay?"

"Wouldn't stop by first, honey?" Syera asked sounded like a whine.

"It's late in the afternoon, it's cloudy to rain."

"Hmmm, yes I have. Be careful on the way, come on."

"Ready, baby." Juan replied, he also said goodbye to Roberts and Sharon, after his new he left the luxurious residence owned by his future wife by riding his butut motorcycle.

Juan frowned when he saw there was a white sedan car parked neatly in his yard, there were also some burly people who stood guard outside the house.

"What's this?" Juan muttered, he opened his helmet and ran into the house. 

"Mama.." 

"Yes, honey. Just home?" Romlah asked as he approached his son.

"That's out there's a white car, who's got it?" Juan asked with a breath that stung because of running.

"This is the son you told me about, Romlah?" Asked by someone who made Juan look at the middle-aged woman with an astonished look, he wondered, who is that woman? Her face looked familiar, she felt like she had seen that face, but where?

"Yes, Ma." Answer Romlah.

"Ma? Who is he?" Juan asked the mother, making the middle-aged woman smile.

"Your grandmother, Ju."

"Well, since when do I have a grandmother, Ma?" Juan asked making the woman's face turn sad.

"Juan.."

"What?" Ask Juan ketus. 

"She's your grandmother, your papa's mother." 

"Ckk, what is it? Weren't we just three lives, Ma? Then who is he?" Ask Juan again.

"Master, you can't talk like that."

"Decorate, I'm tired. I'll go to the room first, Ma." Juan replied indifferently, he went to his room without taking a glance at the woman who claimed to be his grandmother was even impressed not to care.

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