The way I love you
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Today is very busy. She got a lot of dress orders for the award event to be held in two months.
The girl chose the ingredients with the number one quality from abroad, which had become a subscription when she first opened her own brand.
"Omset we're getting bigger, yeah."
"Good then. Serve for others."
Dhea wanted to send her sisters to school, because not everyone is smart and can get a scholarship, right. As a sign of his time at the parlor.
Only a few people—former children panti— who still care. Dhea won't blame them. Everyone has a choice and a way of life.
"Think what?" clara asked, rousing the girl from her daydream.
"Nothing is."
"Eat first, Dhe." Clara gave me the lunchbox she ordered online.
It's Saturday, but they're currently in the boutique because of the many customers who want to meet today.
Yesterday Dhea controls the hospital, escorted by Vean and accompanied by Arya and Juna. Exaggerated according to Dhea, but those who want it like that.
Dhea was looking at the sky this afternoon.
Sunny.
Soon, spring will be over. Dhea missed that country. I want to go back there, but I don't know when. A country that has its own memories for Dhea.
Want to feel again the smell of chocolate that he likes, see the lakes and mountains that stretch beautifully covered with snow.
Go to the cities by train with the beauty of nature as its background.
Dhea smiled.
Thankful he's alive.
Thankful he is healthy.
I am thankful that she can see the people she loves.
Dhea sipped a warm lemon tea that was not warm anymore. Dhea stretched her muscles, feeling sore from sitting all day. There are some plans he has made.
"Yuk home, it's late."
"Come on."
Dhea saw the streets of the capital that was quite dense. Maybe many who walk this weekend, as well as want to spend the night Sunday.
They arrived more than two hours later.
The real neighbors are his own friends. Given that, he became amused himself. They may think of buying a house near his house, just a few steps away.
"Suprise!"
Dhea stroked his chest, feeling surprised by the scream.
"Happy birthdays."
Oh yeah, it's my birthday.
"Blow the candle."
Dhea blew out the candles in the birthday cake bag held by Vean. He smiled widely, not at all expecting that he could still feel his birthday, this year.
"Cut the cake."
The young woman handed out the first cake to the mother, whom she considered her own birth mother. Then to Dahlia— the owner of kosan— as a second mother to her, and a third ....
Vean instantly grabs the cake in Dhea's hands, who will either be fed to whom, but Vean suspects that the cake will be fed to Arya. So it's better he goes first.
Arya and Juna snorted, but also chuckled amusedly.
Vean cleared his throat to attract the attention of the people.
"Dhea, let's get married. Don't wear a fiancee first." Vean put a ring on Dhea's finger.
Again, Arya and Juna looked up.
This is a proposal, what is a threat?
There is no romance at all.
"Huh?"
"Marry me! Don't be rejected, because being rejected hurts!"
Well, that's what he knows!
"Sir Vean, I ...."
Sounds from someone. Dhea immediately pulled her hand from Vean's grasp.
"Fio, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I don't know about this either, Fio ...."
Mila hugged her daughter, rubbing Fio's trembling back.
Fio's cry was getting louder. Vean, Arya, Juna and Dhea's friends look very upset. Is Fio going to thwart Vean's unromantic proposal?