THORNY ROSE
CHAPTER 161

Roses and Jerome arrive at the home of Jerome's parents. "It looks like there are a lot of guests." said Roses.

Because many are neatly affected by luxury cars in the spacious courtyard of Mr. Adipavi family. "Maybe mama's arisan friend." Jerome said.

The rose only nodded small. Jerome looked up at the rose. "What's wrong?" ask the Rose, who was stared intensely by the lover.

"If you're uncomfortable, there's no need to go in. You can come tomorrow." Jerome suggested. Afraid that the Roses would be forced to enter because they felt bad for them.

Smiling roses. "No. Roses are okay. Let's go inside." take the rose.

But Jerome was still standing still by looking towards the Rose. "Really?" ask Jerome back.

The rose nodded to convince Jerome. The two of them went inside without knocking on the door.

The presence of Jerome who came with the Roses, made it all distract the two. Surely they wonder, who is the girl who came along with Mr. Adipavi's son.

Rose smiled as she nodded kindly, approaching towards all of them. It was inversely comparable to Jerome who displayed a flat and cold expression. "Ohh,,, that's pretty, who's a jerk?" ask Arisan friend Mrs Mesya.

Madam Mesya smiled proudly. "Here dear." asked Madame Meysa to pat the empty seat next to her.

The rose greeted each of them before sitting in the spot shown by Mrs Mesya. Also with Jerome, he also did what the Roses did, then sat down beside the Roses.

Nyonya Mesya sedikit terkejut dengan apa yang dilakukan Jerome, ketika sang putra menyalami semua teman arisannya. Biasanya, Jerome langsung nyelonong masuk ke kamar tanpa menyapa mereka, melihatpun tidak.

Until one day, Mrs Mesya felt embarrassed and annoyed at Jerome who was very indifferent and at will.

"Basic. It must be because there is a Rose." said Mrs Mesya in the heart, guessing if Jerome was looking for face on the Rose.

"Introduce everything. She's Rose. My son's lover. Jerome." said Mrs Mesya enthusiastically.

The rose just smiles. "You're so pretty, baby. Aunt's son is also a low man. Handsome, not to lose to Jerome. He's also very friendly. Prospective doctor again." said one of Mrs Mesya's friends, staring at Jerome who looked at him flatly.

"I also. In fact I have two, both of my children are all boys. The first as a state. Don't ask about rank. It must have been pretty high. The number two would-be entrepreneur. You stay coy. Surely they will not refuse." said the others.

Increasingly makes Jerome inflamed annoyed. They could match the rose with their son. Her mother introduced Rose as her lover.

The rose smiled awkwardly, because the look on Jerome's face looked unfriendly. "You guys, he's my man-to-be. Where can you take. Look at my son. Perfect. The rose must have chosen Jerome." said Mrs Mesya praising her own son.

All of Mrs Mesya's fellow soldiers smiled stiffly. They all know the nature of Jerome. "Darling, what are you carrying?" mrs Mesya asked, seeing the Rose carrying a small paper bag.

"Sorry aunt, the rose forgot. It's for aunt. May the aunt like." great-granddaughter Rose, give it to then from Jerome's.

"Mast Auntie likes it. You bought it." Mrs Mesya eagerly opened the contents in the paper bag.

Mrs Mesya was silent. Observe the small objects given by the rose. A small handbag with knitted materials made by hand. It looks very simple. But it looks elegant with a very slick color alloy and pleasing to the eye.

"Lord, isn't that a hand-knit wallet going viral. There are only five in the country. But with a different color in each bag." chirped one of the fellow Arisan Mrs Mesya.

"justify. Where do you know?"

"My daughter just bought it. And he had to fight with other socialite women. But still my daughter got it. Because of the large amount of money." he explained arrogantly.

It's like saying that his family is a wealthy family. "Where did you get that rose bag?" tanyakanya. The rose just smiled sweetly.

Now the Rose knows, if this is how to get along in socialite circles. "The man works, the woman fiddles" said the Rose in his heart. Moreover, Rose saw there were many different kinds of jewelry on the table.

"Just look at the inside. Compare that to your expensive bag. You won't find any difference." obviously.

Justright. Madam Mesya did as her fellow arise said. "Darling, this must be very expensive. Thank you." said Mrs Mesya smiling happily.

At first, Mrs Mesya thought that what the Rose gave her was an ordinary handbag at a cheap price.

"Beautiful, loving, kind. So kepengen have children like you." said Arisan friend Mrs Mesya.

"Ma, Jerome brought the rose up first. Let the rose change clothes. Poor thing, he must be tired." said Jerome.

Jerome just reasoned. His heart grew more sultry to hear the praise of his friend Arisan friend, who at the end even match the Rose with their son.

"Yes dear. Roses, you're with auntie's son huh. Jerome, call a maid, if you need anything." said Mrs Mesya.

"Rose, consider it your own dear home." Mistress Mesya turned to look towards the Rose.

"Let's all, the Roses go up first." said the Roses politely.

After Jerome and the Roses, Mrs Mesya began to tell her who the Roses were to all of her companions.

Mrs Mesya of course said if the Rose was the only grandson of Mr. Tomi, who would inherit all the wealth he had.

Of course, Mrs Meysa would not lose the moment to boast. In a moment, he'll have one of the city's most important people.

Jerome invited the Roses to his room. "Sister, no. Roses are not good. Roses use other rooms only." reject Roses, when both are in front of Jerome's room door.

"It's okay. Come on in." take Jerome.

"Rose of a brother. The Rose entered Jerome's room. Low rose woman."

Jerome smiled amusedly. "That said who you are. If you're a man, how would I want to be with you. There's-there's just." said Jerome pinching the nose of the rose.

"Sister, that's not what it means." said Rose pursed her lips.

"Why? Say,,, hemm... What's up?" Jerome gently rubbed the Rose cheek.

The rose looked down, hiding shame. Because he was going to say something that Jerome might laugh at. "New rose is first time dating" the great-grandson of the Rose plays her fingers downstairs.

Jerome smiled knot. Not making a sound to interrupt the words of the Rose. "This is the first time Roses enter a man's room." continued Rose slowly.

Rose guessed, Jerome would soon laugh at him. Because the rose looks like a cup. He had never even dated or been in a relationship with another man before Jerome.

Jerome held the chin of the Rose, lifting it up. "Look at me dear." asked Jerome. Making Jerome and Rose behave to each other.

"me too. This is my first time dating. And the first time I let a girl into a room." Jerome explained.

Both eyes Rose glares funny. "You must not believe it." Jerome's hand, still on the Rose's chin, caressed him with anxiety.

"I swear, I'm telling you the truth. So this is a first for us. For you, and for me." Jerome explained proudly.

The rose smiled faintly. Jerome opened the door. "Let's go in." take her again to the rose.

"Just calm down, I'm not gonna lock the door. How's it?" bargain Jerome.

The rose still hesitates. The reason is not only because this is the first time the Rose entered the man's room, but also the Rose feels uneasy with all the residents in this house.

A maid who was not far from them, heard the conversation of the lovers. The maid smiled hearing a small debate from the two.

This was the first time he had heard his Young Master talking at length with a woman. And seduce.

Really, the maid felt happy. Smile at yourself while working.

The rose came in doubtfully. While Jerome smiled faintly seeing the Roses finally enter his room.

"Finally, the woman I love came into my room" said Jerome, standing by the Rose surrounding Jerome's room.

Looks like a very thick male feel in Jerome's room. Even so, the room is clean and tidy, also comfortable to occupy.

Jerome brought the Rose to sit on the chair that was in his room. "You sit down first. I'll get you something."

Jerome went into a room. No matter what room, the rose itself did not know. "It's a big room. Many times over from my room." - The rose compares her room to Jerome's.

Jerome came out with a dress in his hand. And give it to the rose. "It's got clothes, you'll wear them."

The rose looked at Jerome strangely. Jerome knew what the Rose view meant to him. Of course an explanation. Why does Jerome have, even keeps women's clothes.

"Actually, I've been buying this. And certainly for you. But I'm not brave. Maybe, now's the right time."

The rose still did not respond to Jerome's words. He still looked at Jerome intensely. "Dear oath, I'm not lying" said Jerome raised his index and middle fingers up, forming the letter V.

Jerome's face looked worried. Sure oes. He did not want the Rose to think gang not-not about him.

The rose laughed softly. Feeling anxious to see Jerome's facial expression. "Yes, I believe." The rose took the shirt.

Jerome was relieved to hear it. Cup.... Jerome dipped the cheeks of a short Rose.

"Ehh.." the Rose's great-grandson glared at Jerome.

Jerome smiled instead. "So I want to be halaline fast." Jerome said.

The rose pressed down on Jerome's nose firmly, so Jerome grimaced. "Propsy. The right school."

Roses stand. Put your feet in the bathroom. "Darling." call Jerome, make the Rose turn around, smiling.

"I'm out first. Go to work." said Jerome.

Roses nodded. Continue to step into the bathroom.

A sound of the door being locked from the inside. Jerome chuckled softly. "If only it was halal, I would have broken through the door." he said, shaking his head, feeling funny to himself.

"Roses. Elo completely changed my life." Jerome said, still staring into the closed bathroom door, even locked from the inside.