Trouble Honey
Of hope?
Jiyya thought silence would kill the atmosphere but it didn't. He found Sir Joan staring as he stroked her cheek very gently. Is the person in front of Jiyya right now a real Sir Joan who touched her the other day in a wild way? The same guy who once uttered naughty words to her? Is this really Sir Joan?
“I thought because of what happened between us.”
Jiyya tried to close this conversation as best she could. This topic only made him awkward as well as opening up his old wounds. Moreover, his heart was now pounding violently uncompromisingly. Jiyya was afraid that Sir Joan would hear it, given their considerable distance at this time.
Sir Joan laughed. “Didn't you make me curious yourself until you move first?”
Ah yes, Jiyya is right. Why did he make this situation even more complicated, why did he still remember the dark time correctly? Jiyya became ashamed of herself because of her past behavior. As a result, he became a little overwhelmed and panicked.
Sir Joan chuckled again. “Jiyya always looks funny if you are panicking,” he said very lightly.
Jiyya cleared her throat and held her head up, then began to have the courage to push the man's shoulder away from her.
“What has that been a comfort to you? Sir Joan seems to be in a good mood right now.”
“Taste so.” The man nodded his head. “It would be better if you became my consort.”
Jiyya kontan gasp. It was never on his mind at all, or the way the man said such a ridiculous thing to him made Jiyya surprised. Is he trying to make a drama here?
“I don't fit into such a role.” Jiyya said slowly, as she slowly began to put her feet out of the young lecturer's car. He just remembered what he should have done.
“Why not?”
“Because I am not beautiful like a queen who is in fairy tales or in the reality of our lives.”
Jiyya actually only said origin, but of course the reason was quite reasonable and acceptable to her wits. The empress was a figure who was always synonymous with beauty, smooth, graceful, had long hair, good clothes, charismatic, had wisdom, and lastly could make others palpitate just because they could meet her. That assumption is what Jiyya believes about the existence of the empress and from all that Jiyya feels does not fulfill it at all.
However, Joan is not playing listening to Jiyya's alibi. This girl could have told him such nonsense. Jiyya was clearly perfect in Joan's eyes. Even if Joan was diligent enough, she could write the image of a Jiyya in a thick book if the girl was not satisfied with just one word Joan had pinned for her. Joan will reveal in detail about how amazing Jiyya is.
“Do you think an empress should be beautiful?” Joan finally asked.
Jiyya knocks her fingers at Sir Joan's car door. He had to think a little more conical to make Sir Joan satisfied and let go.
Joan herself was even entertained to see the other side of Jiyya mini mala. She was quite happy, either because today she was able to be alone with the girl. Or because he had said something that he defended in his mind after such a long time.
“Minimal should be as beautiful as Silvana,” said Jiyya again make Sir Joan's attention back to him. “She is beautiful, cheerful, and everyone loves her. He can meet that standardization.” For the physical side maybe yes, Silvana is suitable for that. But when it comes to personality it doesn't seem. Jiyya. What would a kingdom be if it were led by an empress like Silvana. Is it not destroyed? Jiyya secretly wanted to laugh at herself imagining it. But do people tend to look at the physical first before assessing the personality, right? That's a reality. Cruel or not is the law of nature.
Jiyya does not mean to assume that Silvana is a bad girl. No, they have been friends for a long time. Jiyya certainly knows the inside out. But since being with him, Jiyya understood that people would look at appearances first. Although sometimes the girl misleads him in some ways, but Jiyya's life becomes more colorful than anything.
Suddenly Jiyya heard Sir Joan laughing. Jiyya looked at him in great wonder. Did Jiyya just say something funny? Silvana obviously has parts that Jiyya does not have. Silvana is like an embodiment of a goddess because she can charm others without talking to her first.
“From what I've heard he said since childhood you love reading fairy tales, and so admire an Empress. Then why when I tawari become empress, you don't even want to?”
“Just don't want it.”
And with that Jiyya turned around, closing the car door of the lecturer who had brought her in an absurd conversation. Jiyya knew that maybe her words sounded cold. But really, the fact that right now he doesn't want to is a matter of fact. He's not lying.
But shortly after Jiyya left Sir Joan's car. The girl felt Sir Joan's hand on her own wrist. He raced? Wh-wh-what for?
Joan immediately regretted the choice she had made. He did not think straight out of his car to then intercept him in this way to get the attention of the girl. Joan would curse this for the rest of her life, but the man couldn't bear to let anything between them just end. He was eager to hug Jiyya right now, for whatever sake.
And that's what Joan did, with one jolt the man made Jiyya turn back. He managed to embrace the girl in a tight embrace. The girl was not surprised to feel the strength that Joan channeled in order to pull him and now he managed to be in the arms of the man.
Both of them will immediately be drugged will smell each other that they are very familiar with and maybe secretly already in the stage of liking each other. Jiyya had wanted to be absent, but what happened was that the girl even shed tears without a sound. On the other hand, Joan could feel her shoulders chest feeling wet. Joan's heart was broken.
Why should this girl cry? Joan wanted to know, even to death she was very curious. Is it because the girl gave him a rejection and he regretted it? Or in this situation could Joan have a little hope?