
With a hasty move, Sherin exited the room and headed straight for the living room. So in a hurry, Sherin to forget her hairstyle that just rolled origin. Let it. The important thing is that he immediately knows who the man is looking for. Whether it is Juna or not.
"I love Sherin. If allowed, I am ready to marry her at any time. I'm not a rich man, but I promise to take responsibility. Sherin and her son will have no shortage of life with me."
Sherin's heart immediately beat rapidly as she set foot in the living room. Although the man sat behind her, but Sherin knew for sure who she was—Juna. Familiar posture and hairstyle, even with a voice that he often misses lately.
"Your words are pretty convincing. But ... do you think Sherin has the same taste?" The goddess asked as she glanced at Sherin, who was still stopping her steps back then.
"If Sherin doesn't love me, I'm willing to back off. I wouldn't force it if Sherin loved her future husband. Her happiness, it was enough for me to be happy," replied Juna, so beautifully heard in Sherin's ears.
"Talk to him yourself." The goddess got up and pointed towards Sherin.
Juna was surprised and looked back. His feelings were mixed when he found the figure of a pujaan woman. A little happy from seeing him is fine, but a little sick as well because of the possibility that he will belong to another man.
Before Sherin and Juna greeted each other, Dewi stepped away to make room for them to speak with four eyes.
"How are you?" juna asked when Sherin was sitting in front of him.
"I'm good. How are you?" Sherin asked back, nervously of course.
Juna looked down, "Since hearing that you're getting married, I've not been good."
"Why?"
Juna looked up and stared fixedly at Sherin, "I'm sorry if I was presumptuous, I. I've considered more of our togetherness all along. I'm ... here to make sure, you really love your future husband or not."
"If yes?"
"I'm going to back off. Nothing is more important than your happiness, not even with me."
"If not?"
With blushing cheeks, Sherin reviews a wide smile. There was a lot of relief in her heart because Juna actually came and expressed love in a manly manner. In this way, their chance to be together is getting bigger, right?
"I don't want to get married. At that time ..emang no one wants to sleep, but I do not want. I don't love him, so I might be planning a wedding with him" Sherin said.
Juna was silent for a moment, trying to digest and match Sherin's answer with Devan's words back then. Go backwards.
"My phone's gone, so I can't call you anymore. I don't memorize your number" Sherin said. This time I chose to lie. It's a little hard to come clean and say that his number was deliberately disabled on Devan's orders.
Juna. He began to understand the situation that was happening. Devan ... has lied to him. However, Juna did not know the reason behind it all, deliberately so that he backed down or .. precisely a trick to test his seriousness. I don't know.
"It's good that you don't marry anyone else. So, you can still consider me, right?" Juna again gathers his courage, in order to pursue Sherin's answer.
"You ... Why love me?" Before being honest about his feelings, Sherin wants to know first the reason for the love offered by Juna.
However, the man shook his head slowly. "I also don't know what is the most appropriate reason for this love. I'm comfortable with you, I'm happy to see you smile, and .. I'm always amazed by everything you have. The reason I love you is more than just being beautiful, smart, or kind."
Sherin again harrumphed. Although simple, in fact Juna is very good at making his heart melt.
"Actually, I'm also comfortable with you," said Sherin somewhat restrained. Still embarrassed in saying that sentence.
"So you have the same feeling? Are you willing to marry me too?" ask Juna with enthusiasm.
Sherin replied, Devan has come with his wife and adopted son. Alina and her son went straight into the living room, while Devan sat in the living room, right next to Sherin.
"Sir Devan," Juna said politely.
He also chose to look down because Devan's gaze was unsightly.
Seriate...