
"Relta ...."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"I love you. I love you."
"I really love you."
Hearing the delirium, Fio cried. Not a cry of hurt or anger. But a cry of relief, it turns out that the man also loves his best friend.
Fio turned to them—to both Vean's parents and both his parents.
They all heard. Vean's laps in his sleep.
Finally this man confessed also about his heart, about feelings he never expressed to anyone.
It should have been a long time ago, Vean. Please forgive my mother for forcing this match. That hides the feelings of you and my best friend. I wish you both the best.
...💦💦💦...
"Pa, Ma, I want to talk."
"Do what you think is best, Fio. Mom and Dad support you."
Currently Fio and Vean were talking together.
"I want to talk" said the two of them.
"I want to cancel our match" they said again.
Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
"From today, you should really take care of Dhea. Don't disappoint him again. Quickly tell her all your feelings, lest you regret it again."
"of course. Don't blame Dhea for all this."
"Of course not. But I blame you (and my mama too, anyway)."
Vean snorted, indeed he was the one who asked to be betrothed, what?
"So, from now on we'll be friends."
"You can be my friend, as long as it doesn't suck. I wonder why such a fun Dhea could have such a shitty friend like you."
This time it was Fio who snorted.
"I wonder why my kind-hearted friend loves you, which is so boring."
"Let Dhea see you, I'll find her too."
"of course. When I get home, I have nothing to do with you!"
"Yes, I'm lucky to know him."
"We're both lucky to know him. Isn't that so ... prospective sister-in-law?" said Fio.
Both smiled, equally relieved.
...Off Flashback...
"So .. so you don't love Brother Vean?"
"No. He's fierce, judes, not romantic. Can't I just take it for a while."
"Oh, get away from there!" Arya pushed Fio as the girl subconsciously embraced her arm, and leaned against that arm.
Fio shifted, and looked at Juna on his left.
"Don't be like me, I'm not romantic. Later if you snebelin, I inject dead. Wanna?"
Fio stomped his feet.
"The three of you are nothing fun."
Dhea chuckles.
"But ... You didn't have to, did you, Fio?"
"No. You know for yourself how my type is. Unless Vean used to be romantic and considerate. Well, I just wanted to. Just for me, what?"
"Don't fuck around, Fio."
"But Dhea ... Why is it that you, he can be this attentive? I'm jealous, I want a girlfriend too!" Fio began to sulk, forcibly embracing Juna's arm.
Juna finally could only give up.
Dhea then glanced at both Vean and Fio's parents.
"You bless you both. Not out of gratitude or pity. But since we want the best for Vean, want to see him happy with the girl he loves."
"Tante's sorry, too, honey," said Mila.
Cih, just now, just call darling, everyone's mind (except Dhea).
"Tante is lucky, Fio has a best friend like you."
From yesterday, where have you been, Mom?
"Don't refuse Vean for feeling bad about anyone, yeah."