The Struggle of Mr. Love. Arrogants
CHAPTER 50# towards marriage#8
"Let's sir..."The boutique staff allowed Marcus to advance to the position where Dyana is now standing.
With all his authority and without taking his eyes off Dyana who was staring at him in the mirror, Marcus walked towards Dyana.
Both of them have completely forgotten Frans who really has a big hand in this matter.
"Well, you guys are very compatible." Excited the designer who appeared from behind to two, making the couple who were drifting in a loving gaze was disturbed.
"Ehem... Which frans?" marcus said shortly afterwards. He just realized that the man who many times said his jerk was not in that place.
Dyana immediately followed her consciousness and looked around her. "Right, where's Frans?" exclaiming her. Because it is too dag dig dug with eyes full of love with Marcus, Dyana to forget that she came to this boutique with Frans, why even Marcus who is now Fitting bridal clothes with her.
"Sir Frans has left since, miss.sir." replied the Designer.
"Go?" dyana and Marcus said together.
"really. As soon as you walked into the men's dressing room, Mr. Frans walked out of this room.
"God.." Marcus snorted violently.
"What game Frans is playing." Marcus thought sharply. "He himself forbade me to stay close to Dyana for three days, now he's the one who left Dyana with me here." Marcus was suspicious.
"Where is he?" Dyana Mumbles.
"I don't know where Mr. Aksena went, but he must have left this to me for you both." the designer took out a letter and handed it to Marcus.
Marcus took the letter and opened it. There were some papers from inside the letter.
Marcus and Dyana looked at each other. They wonder what exactly this Ifrans Aksena is planning.
"Well...!! Like her, Mr. Aksena is very excited about writing for you two. How about you sit there to read the letter. I'll ask my staff to bring you drinks and cakes."The designer left Dyana and Marcus without waiting for an answer to what Dyana and Marcus would give.
Dyana and Marcus look back at each other.
"Ehm. let me help." Marcus told Dyana.
"You guys just go. I'm sure I'll help Dyana." Marcus debuts on both staff who still faithfully stand beside him left and right Dyana.
"hold my shoulder." Marcus orders Dyana, then lifts the body of the woman he loves into his sling.
Dyana just kept quiet while holding her heartbeat that began to err.
"Does it hurt if I carry you like this?" marcus asked as he looked at the face of Dyana who had begun to meet.
Dyana shook her head slowly. He felt both of his cheeks feel hot.
"alright. I'll take you to that couch " said Marcus softly.
Dyana could only nod.
Marcus stepped forward looking ahead. He no longer looked towards his heart lover. While Dyana from earlier stole a look at the face of the lover who was the first time this time he can see very closely. So decaaat.. until every inch of the sculpture on the handsome face can be enjoyed carefully.
"Are you satisfied to see me." Marcus' murmur was accompanied by his paused footsteps.
Marcus' words just made Dyana misbehave. His face became red because he was caught doing so.
Unlike Marcus's previous questions, Dyana does not give a nod or a sash to answer Marcus's questions.
Marcus took Dyana down very gently. She was afraid that Dyana would feel pain in her legs and hands that had not healed properly.
"Is anyone sick?" Marcus asked again to put the situation of the lover.
"no." said Dyana briefly.
"You've been very quiet lately" said Marcus, who sat next to Dyana.
"That's just your feeling." Dyana replied, bowing her head.
"REally...?"Marcus asked in a seductive tone.
"Ehm..." Dyana only answered that short to Marcus.
"In addition to being quieter, you're also more shy." Tukas Marcus and managed to make Dyana again misbehaved.
"Where have you been lately Marcus?" Dyana asked Marcus.
"I'm sorry I've been missing lately." Marcus replied, sounding very sorry.
"You don't have to apologize, I'm nobody to you." Tukas Dyana, hiding his sad feelings.
Marcus, who had promised Frans, was forced to remain silent even though in his heart he was eager to tell Dyana how much she meant to him.
"He was just silent. Turns right. I'm no one in his heart." Tukas Dyana Pilu's. Now his heart seemed to have sincerely released the love he felt for Marcus.
"Heem... What if we read this letter from Frans together?" Marcus said trying to divert the atmosphere that began to feel this chest tight.
"Just whatever..." Dyana replied that was really not excited. She doesn't even want to know why Frans wrote her and Marcus. For whatever Frans wrote in there will not change the fact that his love for Marcus is nothing more than a feeling of love clapping one hand.
For Dyana now, all the expressions of love that Marcus said when Dyana was treated in the hospital at that time was nothing more than a form of compassion Marcus seeing Dyana's condition. And all this time Marcus was at Dyana's side only because of his affection as a fellow family. Dyana must understand that and not expect too far from her love for Marcus.
Marcus is well aware of the changing face and mood of the woman he loves. But whatever her current power, she was restrained by the promise she made to Frans not to affect Dyana's feelings. To allow Dyana herself to analyze what feelings Dyana really has for Marcus.
"ehmm. We read both?" His words remained soft as before.
Dyana also nodded.
Now Marcus opened the first sheet of the long letter.
DEAR MARCUS AND DYANA, THE WOMEN I LOVE SO MUCH...
Marcus and Dyana immediately looked at each other after bringing the first verse of the letter written by Frans.
"How did Frans know we were meeting today? lest he-" said Dyana cut off and stared intently into Marcus's bead as if Dyana had been passing it through the eyes of both.
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