THORNY ROSE

THORNY ROSE
CHAPTERS 120


Mrs Mesya put on an annoyed face, hearing that the son had left the house since morning without saying goodbye to her.


In fact, he had been holding back all night to talk to Jerome about the Roses. "Is he wearing a school uniform?" tanyanya, make sure.


The maid nodded slowly. "True Madam." obviously.


Madam Mesya looked at the husband who looked greedy to enjoy his breakfast in the morning. He did not care what his wife was talking about.


"Go to school early in the morning. Why try." madam Mesya. "Surely he picked up the rose first. It's like a driver. Just want to be fooled." he continued with an expression of disgust.


"Pa, papa said to Jerome. Stay Away from Roses. He doesn't deserve Jerome." asked Madame Meysa.


Mr. Adipavi put his spoon and fork roughly on the plate. Until it makes a loud noise. "Where is my mama's manners. It's in the dining room." admonished Mr. Adipavi flatly, feeling his breakfast was interrupted by the babble of the wife.


Madam Mesya pouted. As if not concerned with the reprimand of the husband. "Mama just wants the best for your son." he said.


Mr. Adipavi is no longer interested in continuing his breakfast. "Who do you think is best for Jerome? Dona?"


Mrs Mesya just kept silent about the husband's words. Mr. Adipavi took a glass of water. Sipped it up the toilet. "Just the one who married Dona. If Dona is the best." - furious Mr. Adipavi.


Without saying goodbye to his wife or saying anything else, Mr. Adipavi just left the dinner table.


Madam Mesya was getting irritated at him. "Roses. What they saw from the poor girl. Wonderful, no Jerome, no papa. Everyone's defending him." said Mrs Mesya.


Ms. Mesya also left the dining table like her husband. There is still plenty of food on the plate.


Soon the servants at Mr. Adipavi's house cleaned and cleaned the dining room. "What the hell did Miss Dona see. Arrogant and stupid." - A maid.


"His face is still waiting for me." said another.


"Husst, you guys, you're huddling. New knowledge knows taste. Quickly finish your work." scold the butler.


Inside the reading room, Mrs Mesya was walking like an iron. He's convinced that Jerome didn't mess with his threat last night.


"If I tell people. Free. They will surely fail. I better do it myself." said Mrs Mesya decided.


Mistress Mesya thought, Jerome will not hurt her. For she is the mother who conceived and gave birth to her. It is different if he tells people to warn the rose.


"Again, surely the rose will stay away from Jerome directly, if I myself hang hands." he explained.


"I don't want to have a besan that has nothing. Although now the Rose is part of the Buwono family. But still, he is an outsider." great-granddaughter Mrs Mesya.


"Also with his mother. I also have to see the mother of the Roses." press Mrs Meysa.


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As Rose had guessed, if she must have been late for class. If Jerome and his two best friends, it doesn't matter. Because they have finished the exam. And now it's just absent and there's also an activity that they'll be following.


Unlike the Rose which is still first class. He had to prepare himself for the next grade-up exam.


"Just calm. I'll give an explanation to your class teacher." Jerome said, calming down the Rose who was taking off the helmet on her head.


"The rich man is different." said the Rose, quipping Jerome.


Jerome could only sigh inwardly. He is not a fool, who does not know if he is being bitterly insinuated by the words of the Rose.


"You guys, like a couple in a fight" said Tian who was still on his bike. Luck was just chuckling slowly.


The rose bellowed upon hearing Tian's words. "What pair. No." argue the rose.


Jerome smiled faintly. If noticed, it was only this time that he saw the attitude of the Rose that seemed like anger, but was quite funny.


"Come, I'll take you to class. All right, I explained it to the teacher." take Jerome in a gentle tone.


"No. No need. I can do it myself." Reject the Rose. "Kayak son of Kindergarten only, use in the anter." ketus Roses with pouting lips.


In fact, the Roses just want to get away from Jerome. Not because of anger at Jerome. Except for the embarrassment, for the incident they had just experienced.


Jerome did not comment on the words of the Rose who rejected him. The words of a woman who refuses indicate that she wants it. That's what's in Jerome's brain.


"Iiihh,, what the hell..." The rose tried to let go of Jerome's hand which suddenly held her.


"Not to fight. You want to, so watch one school. Come." take Jerome, half force.


Luck and Tian just smiled at the parking lot, looking at the attitude and mannerisms of the Roses and Jerome. The rose seemed to reject the attention Jerome gave. And Jerome's still clueless about what he wants to do.


"Cool. How's it going now." Tian chirped suddenly, there was no wind no rain, asked his best friend.


"May he be good there." - timpal Luck, who is also a dama like Tian. Dama doesn't know from Deren.


Roses and Jerome went hand in hand, with Jerome's hand holding Rose's hand. "Please brother, we do not want to cross." ketus Roses.


Jerome chuckled softly. "Indeed, if you want to cross the road, you have to join hands." - Jerome.


Roses feel free thumping with Jerome. It will only waste energy. "Whatever." ketus Roses.


Gaby who accidentally turned to the window, accidentally saw the two go hand in hand. With a smiling Jerome looking happy. While the Rose with a look of annoyance.


Gaby smiled cynically. His dislike of the rose is growing. "Roses, I'll snatch the only valuable person in elo's life. Until the elo will feel, how does it feel to not have a backrest." said Gaby in the heart.


The rose remembered, if now they passed the front of the class, where there was Gaby in it. "Aaawww.." exclaimed the Rose in a slightly loud voice.


Purposefully. The rose did it. She knows Gaby also has a crush and wants to have Jerome as her lover. "Why not all of you, I take advantage of the situation." Inner Rose.


Jerome immediately stopped his footsteps. "Why you?" ask her with worry.


The rose grimaced, showing off its rows of white and neat teeth. "I don't know, it suddenly sprained on its own." said Roses, stroking his shins.


"Can't you?" jerome asked confusedly.


The rose rolled both of its eyes lazily. "Can. Maybe because of this." explained Rose, shaking her hand which was still held by Jerome.


Jerome frowned. "Where there is, let's go again." asked Jerome.


All the students in Gaby's class turned to look at them. Also with the teacher who is teaching in the class. "That's Jerome and the Roses, right?" ask Gaby's classmate, make sure.


"Yes" answered the others.


"Wiihh,, the braver it is to appear in public." said another.


"Unfortunately, Brother Jerome is out. If not, it will definitely be the favorite couple in school." said the other.


"Beautiful and handsome. And hang for sure, equally clever." said another student.


Gaby clasped the pencil in her hand. His ears were hot to hear their rant praising the harmony between the Rose and Jerome.


The teacher felt the classroom atmosphere become boisterous, and all the students lost concentration. Soon he returned the situation to its original state. "Everyone, focus on the book...!!" the teacher shook his head.


Jerome bowed a little. "Do I need help. For Gaby to burn more beards." whispered Jerome who easily read the Rose plan.


The rose swerved to hear what Jerome whispered. "What if I carry you. Isn't your foot not okay." Jerome's getting excited about the Rose.


"Delivery." The rose threw Jerome's hand on his arm. Walking quickly left Jerome laughing at what the Roses were doing.


The rose is upset. How Jerome could easily guess what was inside his brain.


Whispers from his classmates were heard in Gaby's ears. Although not strictly. They say how Jerome looks when he smiles. And that smile is for one woman.


Roses. For only he could make a famous Jerome with a cold and flat expression, able to smile. Even laugh.


"Roses, Roses, Roses, and Roses" Gaby said in a fed up heart. Wherever the place, the name of the rose is always called and praised.


Soon Jerome ran after the Rose that left him first. "A promise is a debt." great-granddaughter Jerome, as she had walked by the side of the Rose, and got a cynical look from the Rose.


As Jerome said. He also entered the Rose class. Explain to the teacher of the Rose class, the reason why the Rose can be late.


"But you're all right?" ask the teacher, after Jerome explained the reason for the delay.


"We're fine."Jerome fumbled at his forehead which the Rose gave him gauze. "It's just a small wound, ma'am." continued Jerome.


"All right then. Your rose please sit." ask the teacher.


Roses nodded. "Thank you" said the Rose.


The rose walked down. He even immediately sat down in his chair and did not look the other way at all.


Of course Rose knew, if all the eyes in the class were paying attention to her. And all that said he was being ushered into class by Jerome.


Jerome left the Rose class, after saying goodbye to the teacher. In the doorway, Jerome had a little twisting. Look at the rose and smile.


"Cie.." cheers all the students in the Rose class. The teacher smiled and shook his head slowly.


The rose also stared at the door. "Maybe he act like that." An irritated Rose in heart.


For sure after this, there will be great news spread in the school. Rose and Jerome have a relationship. "God." sighed the Rose, while taking out the book and other stationery from inside the bag.


Mira and Selly throw each other a glance and smile. They feel like Jerome and the Rose are like kittens. Adorable.


The Mira who sits behind the rose. A few times to poke the back of the Rose, but the Rose muddy. He knew what Mira wanted to tell him.


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"What do you mean, sir?" ask Lina to Djorgi.


The two looked at each other with deep eyes. "I can't hold it alone. It's the first time in my life I've felt anything like this. I'm really in love with you." Djorgi said, saying uneg-uneg in his heart.


Since adolescence, the daily life of Djorgi is very monotonous. Study and study. He did not want to be close and feel courting like a teenager at all.


Although when young, a lot of women who blatantly say if they like Djorgi. But Djorgi never considered them at all.


Also at this time. Even though he was a widower with one child. But still many women try to approach him and tease him.


Moreover, Djorgi's face is quite handsome. Makes it easily felt by women. Plus the wealth Djorgi had. Make it an added value for a Djorgi.


Even when he got married. Djorgi did not love his wife at all. Both were married because of a marriage between families. And that's because of a business.


At that time, Djorgi felt if there was no need for love when married. He felt that women would be happy if he gave a large amount of material.


That's what caused the run-down of the household with Gaby's mother. Djorgi never paid any attention to his wife at the time. Make the wife look for another man to get what Djorgi can't give her. Love and attention.


But, after meeting with Lina, Djorgi came to his senses. If all cannot be measured using money. She is like a teenager who falls in love for the first time.


Lina laughed off hearing the statement that came out of Djorgi's mouth, his superior. "Oh my goodness. My stomach hurt." lina complained with the rest of her laughter, as her hand held her stomach.


"The more you come here the funnier it is." continued Lina, thinking Djorgi was joking.


Djorgi sighed softly. How can his love statement even be considered a joke by Lina. "Is this my face a joking face" Djorgi said with a serious look.


Lina looked at Djorgi with an unpleasant look. "Sorry." lina's great-grandson.


"What mas Djorgi, planning to declare love to someone. And you need Lina's help?" asked Lina innocently.


Djorgi gawk. Scooped his face violently. "Lina...!!" geram Djorgi's.


"Well, what do you want?" lina asked, Djorgi suddenly crouched down in front of her who was sitting. Grasping both of Lina's palms.


"Lina, I'm not kidding. And also not needing your help. I'm telling the truth. I, Djorgi Buwono love you." explained Djorgi.


Lina wanted to release her palm that Djorgi was holding, but Djorgi grasped it tightly. "Don't joke around" Lina said in fear.


"Why?" djorgi asked, looking at the expression of fear mixed with anxiety on Lina's face.


Lina immediately stood up and kept her distance from Djorgi, so Djorgi's hand grip was not as tight as before. "I'd better get back to work. Not good with other employees." said Lina looking for a reason to avoid Djorgi.


Lina wasn't a teenager yesterday afternoon. Where he will jump in excitement when there is a man who declares love for him.


Lina's body froze, as a hand coiled around her stomach from behind. Withholding his steps to get out of Djorgi's room. "I've felt this feeling since I saw you for the first time." - Djorgi.


"At that time, I did not know, if it turns out that your status is a widow. Until I choose to retreat. But not for now. Once I know everything." continued Djorgi, telling all the truth.


Lina released Djorgi's hand in front of her stomach. "Don't be like this."


Lina's aware. There was nothing wrong with the feeling Djorgi had for him. It's just, Lina was aware of where her position was.


Djorgi and himself. Like heaven and earth. They'll be hard to put together.


She's just a widow. With one child. Working as an employee at Djorgi's cake shop to meet daily needs. Besides, there was nothing else Lina had.


While Djorgi, he came from a wealthy family. With all the luxury in his hands.


And one more. Djorgi is Caty's older brother. Which means brother-in-law of Wiryo. Lina's ex-husband. Will not all increase. If Lina is married to Djorgi.


From a married couple between Lina and Wiryo. Being worthy husband and wife. Will be in-laws, when he and Djorgi decided to get married.


Lina shook her head, putting away all those thoughts. And immediately leave Djorgi's room. "I'll excuse you. I want to continue my work."


Lina worked with all the thoughts raging inside her brain. "What should I do?" ask in your heart, to yourself.