Apparently, Young Wife

Chapter 87

...***Love Like Majnun***...

“Zahra ..”

A heavy hoarse voice, typical of a man, was clearly heard in Zahra's ears. Making the woman turn her head, staring at the familiar figure in her memory.

“De-Dean, how are you ...?”

Zahra immediately guessed freely, letting her intelligent brain wander and guess. Perhaps, this includes the actions of Dania, because only he knew the existence of Zahra at that time.

Dania this, really a hobby of eating temen yes!

Dean casually patted Zahra on the shoulder, then shifted his seat and occupied Zahra's seat earlier. Not to forget, he also introduced himself to two people who were clients of Zahra.

“Meet again we ya?” Dean smiled kindly. “We have not yet known. I'm Dean, Zahra's future husband.” He reached out with a friendly smile.

Zahra turned her head, looking at the smiling Dean without the slightest hesitation. Jordhan raised only one corner of his eyebrow, then casually shook Dean's hand.

“Ngaco you yes!” Bisik Zahra's.

Instead of answering, Dean turned to Zahra. Then raise one corner of his lips while pressing on the woman's nose.

“Ah! Dean!” His shouting.

Jealousy, annoyance, annoyance. The entire uncomfortable feeling seemed to gnaw at Dean's heart as he looked at Jordhan's face. As if he would, he met a great rival who would probably devour Zahra whole.

However, different from Dean, Jordhan actually looks relaxed. He even still covered the black coffee is still warm.

“As it is, we have to go!” Jordhan stood up, followed by his 16-year-old sister.

“Do not forget our deal, one week!”

Jordhan's last words became ambiguous in Dean's ears. He turned the chair and faced Zahra.

“What agreement?” Ask without a stale base.

“You why the hell?” Zahra tries to be calm.”

“Ra, I've been waiting for your answer for almost a month. You even gave him a week!” Dean's backbiting.

“Oh, you want to make a home design too?”

“De-what design? I don't want to! I want you to be my wife!”

Hearing those words, Zahra did not blush like a girl in general. He just laughed crisply.

Dean was silent for a moment, looking at the woman beside him standing up and packing.

“Where are you?” tanyakanya.

“You continue working, nganterin design to client.”

“OK, I'm anterin!” Dean hurriedly stood up from his chair. Seeing Dean's possessive attitude, Zahra also could not shake or refuse. He was also slightly forced to sit obediently in Dean's car.

The man looks patient, accompanying Zahra to deliver the design to a company. Waiting for him, then driving him back to the shophouse.

“Ra, I have to wait how long?”

The question suddenly sounded so clear in Zahra's ears. In the midst of the day and night shift. Many vehicles flanked their cars, feeling crowded and noisy. However, in Zahra's hearing it was quiet.

Every word that came out of Dean's mouth was like a stabbing device in his heart.

Zahra was silent for a while. He was confused, had to string the word from which part. Because all the words he would say, it might sound painful.

“If you are not ready, I will wait until next month. If it is not ready yet, I will wait for you until next year.” Dean's words sounded more and more serious.

“I used to be Majnun, seeing you with other people in the guarantee. At that time, I felt that my nationality would probably be the same. Die before getting the person I love.” Dean took a short breath.

“But as I watched your story, my heart was sliced. I want to make you happy, in every way I can. Fill all the bitter memories of the wedding, and replace them with sweet memories.”

Zahra's mind was getting messed up, clearly he had arranged a word to reject Dean. Or make him wait a few more years. But when he heard Dean's words, he hesitated.

“Seven days,” Zahra down. “Let me ask my Lord. Seven more days, I'll give you an answer.”

It took a few minutes for Dean to lift the corners of his lips a little higher. Zahra's words were like a bomb that had just exploded in her heart. Make his mind a little more open and start to realize the most important thing.

It is true, the highest point in loving and possessing, is to obtain permission from his Lord.

How could I forget?

7 Days Bang, patient yee Bang.

Donggg

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