
Jerome lay with his head on the lap of the Rose. "I'm sorry, because of my carelessness, you almost got into trouble" Jerome said.
The rose caresses the lover's hair. "It's not wrong, Jerome. Just a less careful rose."
"Sister again. It's the other two." great-grandson Jerome hugged the belly of the Rose, drowning her face in the flat belly of the Rose spoiledly.
"It's a habit."
"But I don't like." whined Jerome.
"Yes, sorry. Darling...."
Jerome stared straight up, looking at the smiling Rose in his direction. "Likes?"
Jerome nodded immediately. "Darling, what do you want me to do to Jihan?" jerome asked starting to speak seriously.
Jerome Jerome plays the end of the long Rose's hair. "Your hair is cut yes, I like it." Jerome said.
The rose nodded, silent for a moment. Look straight ahead. "Tell me, I'll do whatever you ask." Jerome said.
He knows that his brother is guilty here. And Jerome must indeed punish Jihan so that she will not repeat her actions.
"Did Om Adipavi same aunt Meysa already know?"
"Not yet."
"Grandfather Dewano?"
"He was the first to find out" Jerome said.
The rose slowly. It can be concluded, if the one who foiled Jihan's plan was none other than the grandfather. Mr. Dewano himself.
The rose smiled faintly. I don't know what's in his brain. But clearly, something was already in his mind.
"I can't punish Jihan or anything, as a deterrent effect. I'm just an outsider with no authority." said Mawar, although here he was the victim of the evil plan of Jihan.
Jerome's not a stupid guy. He can predict what the Rose wants to say. "When do you want to tell mom and dad?" jerome asked smiling.
He did not expect the Rose to say that. Of course, what the Rose says looks like the Rose let and forgave Jihan's actions.
But unfortunately that is not what the words of the Rose, which Jerome had just heard. Rose wants, Jihan's actions known by her parents. Mr. Adipavi and Mrs Meysa.
And Rose, leave it all to Jihan's parents. For what Jihan has done to the Rose. Of course, from here we can see.
What would Jihan receive from her parents. Allowed because the Roses gave everything to them.
Or vice versa, Jihan will still get sanctions for actions that she should never have done.
"Is Jihan still here long?" instead of answering, Rose asked Jerome.
"I don't know."
"Later, after this we go to your house first." asked the Rose.
"All right."
Both of them were in a beautiful place. Along the two eyes, there is only a stretch of green foliage, with a little other color, because some of the plants are flowering.
I don't know where Jerome found a place this beautiful. And the rose loved it. "Racid?" jerome asked, seeing the Rose pull her waist.
Jerome woke up from his sleep, turning to lie down next to the Rose. "Here." bring Jerome.
Roses shake. "No fear of caterpillars." reject the Roses.
Jerome opened the jacket he was wearing. "It has. I guarantee there won't be any caterpillars." Jerome stretches out the jacket below, making a base for sleeping roses.
Smiling roses. "Ehh... Not so." said Rose, when he was about to lie down.
"What's wrong?"
Without answering, Rose looked at his feet. Where today, Roses do not wear long jeans as usual. She started wearing a dress if she wanted to travel. And today, a simple rose dress with a length just below the knee.
Jerome laughed softly. Understand why roses do not fall asleep. "It's okay. There's just me. Take it easy, I'm not going to mess around." Jerome said.
Slowly, the rose laid down her body. Using Jerome's arm as a pillow. The rose breathed a long breath. "That's so beautiful." Rose's great-grandson, looking up. There was only a clear blue sky with no cloudiness on it.
"Sister.." call the Rose reflex when Jerome suddenly hugs her from the side.
"Honey." said Jerome reminded the call that must be called by the Rose when calling himself.
"His hand." said the Rose, for Jerome's hand was upon the belly of the Rose.
Instead of moving his hand, Jerome tightened his embrace. Make his body and the rose not at all distant. "God." lamented the Rose.
"So I can't wait to get married."
"Who?" ask Jerome.
Roses shake. "Of course." The rose shows an anonymous number on her phone screen to Jerome.
Jerome took Rose's phone. "It looks like I'm familiar with this number" Jerome said in his heart. Look closely at the mobile number.
"Cool. Why did he contact the Roses." Inner Jerome.
Jerome is convinced that the owner of the number is his best friend. Derens. For too long, the sound of Rose's cell phone stopped.
"Maybe Deren." guess Jerome, returning his phone to Rose with a flat expression.
"Sir Deren." great-grandson of the Roses, repeating the sentence that came out of Jerome's mouth.
The rose did erase Deren's cell number. Because, in addition to his three best friends, Deren also blocked the Rose number.
Jerome nodded. A few seconds later, Rose's phone went off with the same number. "For what did Brother Deren contact the Roses" said the Roses.
The rose shifted the green color on her phone screen. "Hello." greet the Roses when the call is connected.
Jerome was silent. There was no right or reason for Jerome to forbid Rose from taking a phone call from Deren.
The rose activated the loudspeaker on her phone. He knew that Jerome was in jealous mode. It's just that he didn't show it directly in front of the rose.
"Rose." call a man behind a cell phone, out of nowhere.
"Sir Deren?" ask the Rose to make sure.
"Yes." Yeah."
"What's up, brother?" the Rose asked directly, stealing a glance towards Jerome who was sitting next to him.
"Can we meet?" bring Deren.
The rose swallowed its saliva violently. "Emmm,, is Deren's brother here?"
Want to answer can. But the Rose doubted. Rose knew that Jerome would be angry with her. Although not showing it.
"Yes. Hows it? There's something I want to talk about." asked Deren on the other end of the phone.
Jerome was about to stand up, leaving his seat. Soon the Rose, holding tightly to Jerome's arm. Back Jerome sat down.
The rose rested its head on Jerome's shoulders. With his hands held Jerome's arms. "Can Roses take Jerome's sister?" ask Deren for a rose.
Jerome looked towards the Rose with a faint smile. No word from Deren. "I'm sorry, Roses can't go alone." Rose explained.
Jerome looked straight ahead. I want Jerome to smell the Roses. But Jerome still held him back.
"Sir Deren." call Roses, hear no more Deren.
"How important is Jerome to you?" ask Deren.
Deg,,, Jerome's chest skipped a beat waiting for the answer to what the Rose would give. There is curiosity and also fear.
"If Brother Deren has a lover? How important is the meaning of the word to Brother Deren?" The rose reverses the question for Deren.
Jerome again felt like he was flying into the clouds hearing every word of the Rose. He really felt that he was considered special and special for Roses.
Unable to resist anymore, Jerome hugged the Rose tightly. Kissing the cheeks Roses are plump.
The rose kept her phone away. Pushing Jerome's body while glaring. Jerome laughed off. And back to kissing the Rose cheek. It's like Jerome was on purpose so Deren could hear it.
"Sir Jerome.." Angered Stifled Roses.
"What a pity.." said Jerome spoiledly. Roses puffed up his cheeks, holding a smile on his lips. There was a feeling of shame mixed with pleasure in his heart.
In a different place, Deren heard the sound of a Rose calling Jerome's name. Although Rose had kept her phone away, but still the sound of the Rose was heard in Deren's ear.
Deren smiled wryly. "Roses, it looks like your heart is already filled with the name Jerome."
Deren turned off his voice call. "Roses. Should I forget you. Can it?" deren.
Deren was convinced, it was impossible for him to obtain or seize the Rose's heart. Although he tried continuously, but Deren was aware. Roses are not typical of women who easily open their hearts to others.
Deren laughed blandly. Laughing fate. He eagerly left the country. Just for the sake of the Rose.
It turns out, everything is not what he thinks. Not according to his expectations. "What should I do." murmured Deren.
Single-minded. Just one word. But it's very heavy. Deren can do it. Or Deren goes on, seizing the Rose's heart. Like the original plan.
But Deren seems to know the results he will get.