Bride Choice

The True Gift

"Excuse me. I want to meet the owner of this shop." A man asked the cashier.

"That, sir."

Men whose age may range from 45-50 years are turning around. He was a little confused to see that there was me and one employee beside me at that time.

"Are you the owner of this shop?" He asked when he realized that our clothes were different.

"Yes. Can I help you, sir?"

"I'd like to deliver the shipment."

"I haven't ordered anything lately."

"This is from my employer. Please accept. And ... I also ask one thing."

"What's that?"

"Later I have to video call, make sure that I actually send this to you. Otherwise ... next month my wife and son can't eat."

"Loh, why? How could that be?"

"Today too, I'll be fired."

'jeez! There's, yeah, that old guy? There is no heart.'

"alright. Here send. What'sthat?"

He gave me a gold box. Only two hands become one.

"Sok, call now her employer. I open the box, if necessary ..." I put on a serious face so that he would not be frightened again about his dismissal. "I wear them if they can be used" I said annoyed.

The man looked bright. Soon he reached into his shirt pocket to pick up a cell phone.

The phone screen has not changed. There was only a small photo that read Mr. Juna. Apparently that's the name of this stupid master. Anil waited for his employer to pick up the phone, the gold box I opened slowly. And ... was surprised and astonished by what was inside the box.

"Morning, Mr. Udin. Has it reached the ship?" These ears are still sharp to hear someone's voice from the other end of the phone. While my eyes were still reluctant to turn away from the contents of this box.

"Already, Sir. This lady said, I'll wear it right now."

"really? Great news. Then, I will not fire Mr. Udin. If he wants to wear it right now, then I'll double Mr. Udin's salary."

"Is that really so, sir? Praise be to Allah ...."

My head suddenly hurts. If I wear it ... If not used ....

"Non, help me. Try wearing the ring. Just sec. I beg you."

His face looks clear. It feels so outrageous if I become an obstacle to the sustenance he will receive. Just wear this ring for a moment. Thought.

With a hint of hesitation, the ring was finally embedded in my ring finger.

The smile I made felt heavy. Shows the fingers towards the phone screen.

That guy? Geez!

He smiled with his stingy eyes, causing only one slightly widened lip line. Sit in the chair behind his desk. His sturdy hands supported his pointy chin. For a long time I was stunned and unable to speak. Freezing like hypnotized.

"That's a replacement gift for Maccarone yesterday. Excuse me. I shouldn't have done that weird thing."

No. gabe. I can't even blink my eyes. This heart screams asking someone to wake my body. It's like being in a dreamland. No matter how loud we scream and ask for help, no one hears or helps. Brother ... Sister .... They are the ones I always call in my heart.

"Sir." Brother's coming. I can hear but I can't move. Until I realized immediately when Big Brother shook my body quite hard.

It was like being saved from drowning to the bottom of the ocean. The feeling of tightness began to fade. Relieved.

As he glanced, his phone was still on and he was still there watching closely.

"That's a hereditary ring from my family. I hope you are the owner." Then the screen blackened.

"Thank you, Miss. I'd be so happy to have a Mistress like you, someday."

Brother scrunched his forehead. Let alone Big Brother, I alone still do not understand what is happening right now. What's wrong with me?

We were still silent when we were sitting together with Brother in my private room. An office like a room. Located above this cake shop.

"He who?"

"Don't know."

"From gini."

"Ishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. You're this. But, that's a nice ring. Diamonds all."

"Want? Take this. Love Lidya."

"where can. It's a gift people can't give to others."

"Why?"

"I'm not fucking stupid by the name."

My nostrils are expanding with my lips advancing a few inches.

"Dangerous!"

"Belvin. The proof is someone likes it, right?"

"Mr ... Who was that?"

"June! Put JUNA."

"Who? Juno?"

"No. But take T, Tuna."

"Sir. The real one, ah! Juna who?"

"What the hell, brother? Kepo. I don't know. Just read his name on my phone."

"Hopefully it's not him." Brother's face looked anxious.

"What's wrong? Brother has a friend named Juna?"

"No. Only, his name sounds familiar. His name is almost the same as a famous successful businessman."

"That's what. Serem. Don't let this person be the one you mean."

"Yes, semog isn't it." Brother stood up, moved to a wider sofa. Leaning his body with his legs crossed. He looks worried. Maybe the goal was to come here to complain to me.

"Sister. What's up?" I asked who was also sitting next to him. His eyes opened and he slept with my thighs as his pads.

"Aren't you married to Lidya? You've never even met before."

"Earlier. We know each other even if we're not close."

What an unexpected answer. I'm grateful for that.

"Our parents won't carelessly match us to someone. Although this marriage is for business, but they don't rule out the fact that we're his children."

"Yes, Brother."

"I'm afraid of you. I don't know which guy they're gonna get married to."

"There are still two of you who are single. Bontot's sister relented with pleasure."

"Yuna ... Juno ... Juno ... I hope he's not the one who sent this ring." Brother grabbed my finger. Turn left right and pay close attention to the ring.

'Oh my. Why am I still wearing it? He no longer sees me now.' My inner self.

"Sir. If you marry later. You take good care of yourself. You need to be able to control that excessive feeling of anxiety. Brother cannot be fully there for you later. It won't be the same as it is today."

"What, anyway?" I grabbed her hair. Of course with his energy. These eyes are painful.

"Jaga Arga's. Don't let him play the game again. Just destroy the equipment. He wouldn't dare to be angry with you."

"Yes. I'll take it all in the afternoon."

"Maybe your sister can't call you often. You can't even shuttle you to work. Take good care of yourself. Use your karate skills if you need to. You have to start being independent a little bit. Sister–"

No more words came out of his mouth when my tears fell on his cheeks. He got up and looked me in the eye.

"Don't cry my baby sister. The funny thing is gone."

A joke that makes me want to laugh. Until I really can't stem the grief anymore. A cry broke out in his arms.

Now, that fear began to creep up slowly. Infiltrate the liver niche. He who is now in captivity, will be the backing of another woman.