Tucked In Both Hearts
49. Pinang

Longed to turn his gaze back to Jeon after the cover was lifted.

"What's this?" Miss asked after lifting a box that was small and decorated with pink ribbons.

"Open first!" Jeon answered lightly.

Longing to just obey, he opened the box cover and took out a ring that was inside. A beautiful golden ring and engraved her name in there.

"What do you love me for, je?"

Jeon who had been continuously chewing to reduce his nervousness immediately put down his spoon and stared fixedly and deeply at Miss.

Jeon did not speak right away, he still gathered his courage to express his pent-up feelings.

"I want you to be my wife."

The less romantic Jeon could only utter that simple sentence. Really he can not if it must be like men in general who can express feelings effectively and make women touched. How can he be romantic if he just makes Miss the first woman who successfully tear apart his heart and feelings. You could say Miss is the first woman he loved in his life after the Mother.

"Wife? Jeon is not funny. Don't joke about something like this."

"Try you to look at me. Which body part said I was joking!"

I miss throwing my face away for a moment. He was too nervous to look at Jeon, who he remembered how kind and attentive he was to the little things about him.

Wife? Really misses haven't thought that way. Not that he did not want to, just seemed to be alone and enjoy his lost world was the only thing he wanted at this time.

The trauma? No, miss not experiencing that. Although his previous hellish marriage tormented him, he was not traumatized by it as it ended with Jeff's better changes. For her, it was enough to make fond memories of her last days as a wife. However, to get married in the near future, really not the desire of Missing.

"Why waste your face? Lookatme! He said he wanted to talk about weighty things. I grant you the response so."

"Yes, but this is not what I meant. Isn't it too soon if we become husband and wife? We do not really know the nature and character of each. I don't want regrets and I fail a second time."

What Jeon was afraid of was actually happening, the subtle rejection that had only been his shadow had now clearly been heard coming into his ears.

"We don't get married now if you're not ready. One year, two years, no matter how many years I'll be ready to wait for you. I just want to tie you up in a relationship that's not just a friend. I want more. I loved you from a long time ago." Jeon's hand then pulled the hand of Miss for him to hold.

Honestly, the heart of Miss warms up every time it gets a touch from the man. The glances before today suddenly swirled in his head. The hand he was holding now was the hand he had once held in the middle of the night. Wide shoulders in front of him are the shoulders he once made a support when the day is not okay. He had already twice borrowed Jeon's shoulder just to hear her cry. And the last memory he received was a touch of lips on his forehead. Really Missing can not forget that moment because since then Jeon continues to haunt his mind.

The thick fortress he once built with great difficulty all collapsed when he got a kiss of Jeon that night.

"Je, looks like we should get back to work. I'll answer your question when I'm ready." Miss took her bag and put the rope on her shoulder.

Jeon was slightly disappointed by the woman's reply. He thought that after the divorce that occurred a few months ago, Long no longer build or care for the fort he had made. But in fact the fort still stands strong. Jeon was puzzled by how he got the woman's heart. He felt he had given his best to his former brother-in-law. However, for some reason he felt that Missing still limited his feelings.

That afternoon they returned to a place filled with silence. Both of them seemed awkward to start the conversation after the incident just now.

The sky that was originally fine was suddenly a little cloudy as if it understood Jeon's current mood.

After a few minutes on the streets, they finally arrived in front of the office where Miss worked.

"I hope what we're talking about today doesn't make your attitude toward me."

"Why should I change? You are the only one who accompanies me when I am not okay. You mean to me, Je. But if it's to be husband and wife, it looks like we need time to be in that relationship. I'm back at work, yeah. Thanks for lunch today."

Missed to open the door before Jeon spoke a single word. However, just as the door opened slightly, Jeon's hand had already pulled Miss's hand tightly, so the woman crashed into his body and the door closed back violently.

Now their bodies are a little bit of each other. Their faces were so close, their eyes met and looked at each other in silence. Their heartbeats have explained everything without having to be explained with a sentence.

Jeon's eyes suddenly closed as his ship moved towards Long. Whether carried away by the atmosphere or reflex movements alone, Missing also does the same thing.

The deg!

The heart of Longing feels stopped beating when her lips meet something chewy. He remembered that he had done this in a car, but with a different person. It also feels very different. The touch this time is much softer and feels comfortable even though it has to do like this for a long time.

The originally rigid longing to just reply to what Jeon has given, now seems to have begun to be carried away by touch and as has been said before. This comfortable touch made him move his lips and tongue as Jeon did.

Feeling that what he gave was welcome, Jeon further deepened the sip that he had been waiting for a long time. Gently the man's hand pushed the head of Miss towards him. The deeper the push and sip Jeon gave, the stronger the handgrip Missed in the man's shirt.