
"Sir, what I am saying is this .. just a lie. I'm not that kind of woman" Puspa explained.
"I believe in you. Even if that's what you want, as long as you're always with me, it's not just the treasure I give you. I'll give you whatever you want" Chen said in a soft tone.
"Go for a break. I'm going to the reading room for a moment to discuss something important with Jovan" Chen continued with his orders.
"Good, Sir."
Puspa according, he went upstairs and went to his room. Pack up to return to London tomorrow. "He loves me?" muttered.
"Is ... what he said true? It's like I'm the bad one, if I don't give her certainty,"
"She wanted to convert, but I stopped her from becoming her teacher,"
"Oh my God, I can't bear to ignore it. My heart always thumped with her, did ... I really love her?"
At first glance, Puspa saw Chen and Jovan passing through the front of his room. At that time, the door of the room that Puspa occupied was not in the key. Let him know, anyone who passes in front of his room.
Slowly, he followed Chen and Jovan's quick steps into Chen's room. Back then, they were debating the company's matter, accidentally setting up Puspa's phone to translate Chen's conversation with Jovan.
"Chen, are you sure you're with that girl?" ask Jovan again. "Then, what about Miss mu--"
"You like it, don't you? Take that! I will still be together with Puspa" Chen replied.
"I really like it. But, Miss like that .. is destined only for you, Chen," said Jovan.
"I just want Puspa. Not want anything else, I'm ready to resign from Wang's heir to the family for her sake and live like a good citizen, Jovan,"
Jovan jerks. He did not expect Chen to do so. The prosperity of the Clan or the Wang Family increased after Chen entered it. "You're crazy!" jovan.
"Do you think our business is just a joke, Chen?" ask Jovan back.
"I've been here for five years. I might be a young man if I get married for now. But, I really want to live a normal life like my real family, Jovan. Am I wrong?" lang Chen's.
You're crazy, Chen. Marriage is not a toy. Are you sure about the girl, the woman and the woman? Your family does live in an alkaline environment, but you're the heir to the Wang Clan, Chen. At a minimum, you should return the favor because Master Wang has raised you, Chen!"
"Think of that!" Jovan came out of Chen's room.
Just then, Puspa immediately hid behind the large urn that was next to Chen's room door. Then immediately return to his room and immediately interpret what Chen and Jovan said.
Everything is clear from the translation. Puspa did not expect that Chen's love was not just a joke. "What's? So right, he does love me? Even willing to take off all his property?" muttered.
"And I'm still hoping for a guy who never thinks of me at all? Why am I so mean?"
The door of Puspa's heart began to open. Chen's name had entered into his feelings. He promised himself to accept Chen for who he was, as Chen never had any problems with him.
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everyone deserves to fall in love. However, sometimes love can make someone weak helpless because it is beguiled by love.just as the love story of Gwen and Agam is increasingly flowering.
The afternoon after Gwen changed all her bedroom bed sheets, Syifa came with her wedding invitation to Ustadz Khalid which surprised her.
"Wa'alaikumsallam, wait a minute …,"
The look on Gwen's face that had previously turned sour when the syifa came with her sinless face. "If you want to find Mas Agam, he's not home!" ketus Gwen's.
"Well, whoever wants to find your husband. I'm just here to give you this invitation" Syifa said by giving a piece of paper wrapped in clear plastic
"Wedding invitation? From whom?" ask Gwen.
"You can read, right? Who and who are clearly engraved there!" syifa sulut.
"Well, your edits are good too, Syifa. Sometimes, you can edit my name with a Chinese actor, "gwen sneered.
Infuriated by Gwen's very relaxed response, Syifa withdrew her invitation. It was later explained that the invitation was really his with Ustadz Khalid.
"Me and Ustadz Khalid are getting married. Soon, I'll be your brother-in-law, Gwen. Be prepared to live like hell!" ketus Syifa lowered her gaze.
"There are holes in hell, right? If you're stupid .. Yeah don't be stupid. What is, the fall is a moron, Syifa," said Gwen angrily.
Syifa almost slapped Gwen. He did not accept being ridiculed with the word stupid and stupid by Gwen.
"Buset is a light girl really her hand," Inner Gwen brushed Syifa's hand hard.
"Aw, sick-" whined Syifa.
"Eh, kid! You dare slap this great brother Gwen?" challenge Gwen.
"You forget that I killed dozens of people with this little dagger that I have? I'm also good at making poison. Do you want to be one of those victims, hm?" connect Gwen with the dagger on her thigh.
"You're crazy, you're a cruel woman, Gwen! You see, when I'm married to Ustadz Khalid, I'll make you uncomfortable living here and going back to your boarding school!" Syifa threatened again.
"Assalamu'alaikum!" greet Syifa by leaving her wedding invitation together with Ustadz Khalid on the living room table.
"Wa'alaikumsallam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,"
"I thought the angel was coming. It turned out to be just a smelly insect." murmured Gwen.
Gwen took back the invitation. It has crossed his memory if Ustadz Khalid was not the type of man who easily accepted another woman, let alone just left his wife dead.
"I'm sure there's a conspiracy behind this sudden marriage,"
"Sir Aisyah has gone to Korea. If only he had stayed here, he would have helped me in all things. In fact, right now, I have to rely on myself,"
"Ustadz Khalid, what's wrong with you?" gwen ended her mutterings.
Gwen goes back to cleaning the house before Agam gets back to work. He also prepared some special dishes that he cooked for his beloved husband.
After cleaning up, Gwen intends to find Ustadz Khalid to ask the truth. However, his steps stopped when Agam had come home with a sweet smile. Do not forget to bring a hand for the wife who has made him long for separation while at work.
Gwen's halted steps were very funny, like a child caught playing her mother's lipstick. He asked, "Mas Agam, are you home?" greet her by stretching her arms about to hug her very husband.