The way I love you
169 Whose Parents?
The Jakarta
"Excuse me."
"Who are you looking for, sir?"
"I want to find the owner of this home."
"Please wait a minute, sir. I call first. Please sit down."
Not long after that the mother of the parlour came and sat down and faced the man.
"I'm the owner of this home. What need do you need to find me?"
"Look Mom, I want to wonder about baby girls ...." The man was silent for a moment, observing the little children who were playing running around.
"How about we just talk in my study?"
"All right."
They entered a workspace not far from the backyard where the children played.
"Dad to adopt a baby girl?"
"Oh, no. That's not. I want to ask you about the baby girl who entered this parlour a few years ago ...."
...💦💦💦...
Vean kept thinking about Aryan's words. She was afraid that if Dhea would meet her biological parents, they would separate.
No, not afraid to be taken away. Because if taken to another city or to another country, he can still follow.
Vean was afraid that their relationship would not be sanctioned. He also knew exactly what Dhea was like. On Fio alone, Dhea could give up. To Mila alone, Dhea paid respect. Especially to his biological parents, even though they have been separated for more than twenty years.
Dhea will definitely obey their wishes. No, no, that can't happen. I'm sorry, Dhea, but it's better to stay like this.
Vean breathed out many times.
Coming home from here, I must marry Dhea immediately. Can't be delayed anymore. If you need to have a baby.
Baby's?
Vean's face turned red. She had often seen Dhea babysitting. Imagine how Dhea would take care of their child together.
Mommy and daddy.
Vean smiled to himself.
Vean gave an annoyed look at Juna who was standing in front of the door of his room.
"You've been fired as a doctor? Why is it here?"
"I'm in Switzerland just to monitor the interns who work here. Along with Arya. If he's in management, I'm in operations."
"Eh, by the way, did I just pull Doctor Petter and his wife to Jakarta, huh?"
"You want to be neighbors too?"
Juna laughed out loud.
I didn't think so, but the idea could be.
"Why is your face so tangled?"
"I want to marry Dhea as soon as possible. What's tomorrow, huh? You're the witnesses."
"Not just anyone, Vean. You must ask for the blessing directly with your parents, as well as the mother of the home as well. If you marry impromptu, then you are considered to have made a mistake. Uh, don't you guys have a baby DP?"
"About!"
"After all, getting married is once in a lifetime—if you can. So, make a party that you can remember for a lifetime. Yes, although Dhea is also definitely not a problem with a simple party. But her name's a girl, she'd want a memorable party."
"Yes, I want a memorable party."
It wasn't Vean talking, it was Fio.
"Come unsolicited, go home for anterin!" juna looked at Fio.
"Ih, you know what? Don't-don't secretly fall in love?"
Juna shuddered at Fio's words.
I dreamed of an angel, not a Kunti mbak.
"What are you doing? Not accepting donations."
"Yes, then me, Dhea and the others have lunch without you. Bye, don't be upset if Dhea gets bullied. Duh, ask to be hugged really bule-bule. That body, you know. Hugging able."
Vean immediately stood up and approached the door first.
"Devicious, you've already riled me up!"