The way I love you
162 Who Were Waiting, Never to Come
"Here, cobain."
They saw the food made by Vean. Dhea tried the cooking.
"Nob."
Arya, Juna and Fio wanted to taste it, but their hands were immediately pushed aside by Vean.
"Marrel!"
"Bikin' it yourself."
"I'm the one who paid for these groceries."
"Let's eat, Dhe. We're going for a walk."
"Just walk again, brother?"
Vean choked, while the others held back a laugh.
"No. We can go to mall—monton, shopping—or to the beach."
"You can't come!" continued.
"Goddess. A turn needs, just told me to come."
Dhea was cursing black pants, with a long-sleeved white shirt. Vean also turns out to be the same, wearing black pants with a long-sleeved shirt. They did not make a deal.
The mall
"You're Vean, right?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"You're not Fio's fiancee? Hm, this is Fio's best friend, right?"
"Yes, Tan."
The middle-aged woman looked at Vean and Dhea, looking at their pinkies that were clinging to each other. From the woman's facial expression, it showed dislike.
"Me and Fio are friends, and this is my fiancee, Tan. Excuse me!"
Dhea looks moody. People who know about Fio and Vean's engagement, will definitely think a no-no. Especially if you know he and Fio are friends.
"Don't think. People who know us know what is really going on. Their thoughts, don't determine whether or not we'll be happy."
"Yes, Brother."
Yes, in the mouth. But in the heart it feels uncomfortable.
"We'll watch first," Vean asked.
They watched the movie, and Vean regretted choosing this movie.
Lots of kiss scenes.
Those who kiss, he who salting.
Dhea watched with focus. Vean glanced at Dhea who looked ordinary.
Yeah, how's it not unusual? During her stay abroad, Dhea had seen people who were dating too often. Morning afternoon evening. Not just the scenes in the movie.
"So Vean wants to, huh?"
It was fortunate that it was dark, so the man's red face was nowhere to be seen.
"The film is not fun. Come on ah, get out."
Vean finally takes Dhea shopping.
"What do you want to buy?"
"Nothing. Most of the stuff, I. Oya, just buy the needs of the parlour, okay?"
"Can."
They then go to the daily needs section. Dhea buys a lot of baby milk, diapers, soap, and more.
"The more days, the more babies there are."
"Emang has been added again?"
"There are six now."
"Loh, you guys here? Ngintilin us, huh?" ask Vean.
"Damn, pede!"
"We're buying things for the parlour again."
"Ck, those who dumped the boy, don't think what! I lost my brother, my parents are still sad!"
"Let's go to the toy section," Dhea asked, switching the conversation.
They shop a lot of things for the needs of the home.
"Mother's words, Inge and Siska were fighting over toys, yesterday."
"Like that?" ask Juna.
"Yes his name is also a child, brother. Likes scrambling. If you don't want food, you're talking about toys. Even fighting for adoption."
"Hmm, first .. I'm sorry if I'm in the shoes. No one wants to adopt you?"
"There's."
"Continue?"
Arya and Dhea looked at each other, then laughed.
"Ngumpet, brother, let it not be chosen.
"You pretended to be sick. There's only our wits."
"Loh, why? Not good, if adopted."
"Yes, we thought, later would they still love us, if they had their own children. Which is more suffering."
"We're also waiting for our biological family to come."
"It turns out the wait, never came."