The Single Heir Wedding
Ch 207's
Clarissa tried to calm down the gibey who was crying earlier. So he fell asleep in the arms of Clarissa and Clarissa who had been out of the restaurant to calm the boy down and went in.
"He's asleep?" ask Ryan.
"Hmmm..." Clarissa nodded her head. "Amira like her we have to go home soon, afraid her gibey will cry again" said Clarissa and given a nod of the head by Amira.
"Come brother," said Clarissa, finally they went from there just stay Amira alone There.
"Huh, (Sighs) herself again, it is indeed fate" Amira sipped the warm tea she ordered almost had cooled down.
Arrive - arrive.
"Hay beautiful" said someone. He sat in a chair occupied by Amira facing each other.
Amira was so shocked to find the man she had met a few days ago. "you again!" Amira.
"Can I meet you?" asked Luffy by raising his eyebrows teasing him.
"No way," Ketus Amira he took his sling bag and stood up from his seat leaving the restaurant.
"Hey where are you going I haven't met you yet!" she screamed, Luffy trying to catch up to Amira.
"Hey don't go yet." Luffy held Amira's arm.
"Ihhhhh don't touch - touch or follow me again, want me to tell you to turn away," cried Amira.
He also released Amira's arm slightly away from her. "But I want to know you."
"Huh (sighs) well, my name just call amira," ketus Amira he opened both his sandals ready - ready to run so as not to be pursued by the man he thought was crazy.
"Amira..?" Luffy smiled a little.
"Heyyyy wait!" his screams he found Amira had left in a hurry.
"He's very interesting, I have to fight for him." Luffy smiled smirk staring at the departure of Amira who had now boarded a taxi across the road. He didn't get in his car because his car was broken in the garage.
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"Eh auntie?"
"Miss is home" said the aunt.
"Yes bi, then I go to the room first."
"Yes, non." Auntie answered, she went to the kitchen.
Abbey went into her room, and she laid her body on the bed, staring up at the sky - the sky of her room.
"Huh(Sighs) I hope Clarissa can calm the gibey." Abbey.
arriving - arriving
The door of his room rang someone opened it.
Chequek.
Abbey also changed her position to sit, she was so shocked to find Gibran standing there. His face looked so beautiful, and Abbey approached the man.
"You sick?" he asked the back of his hand to touch the forehead of the gibran.
His face and ears were almost flushed but not hot. Abbey frowned what was wrong with gibran.
"Ohhh don't. don't..." Abbey understands now. He experienced this a few months ago when it happened in England at the time.
Gibran pulled both of Abbey's arms, he looked at the woman closely even though his slight consciousness was restored.
"Abbey help me." He said weakly. Gibran drowned his face drowned out by Abbey's neck and his breath felt so audible. It all made Abbey feel her, her hair standing. He was very sensitive when his body was touched.
"Gibs.. Gibran let go first." It pushes the man's body but the gibran energy is stronger than his.
"wouldn't help me please.." Saying gibran with his breath increasingly hunting held a sense of turmoil in his body.
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