Don't chase me, Beautiful!

Restu Oma Sophia

Darren is still in the hospital despite having been there for a few days. Yes, the fifth day he was treated because his body condition has not gradually recovered.

Rista took the time to visit, the woman would come before lunch and after work.

Darren was so happy his ex-lover was still paying attention to him.

"Is Oma Sophia not mad if you're always here rather than in the office?" asked Darren while chewing on the orange fruit that Rista peeled.

"No. I asked her for permission" she replied.

"I'm sorry!" it was only today that Darren started speaking fluently.

"We are both wrong, we are selfish when we need each other. I'm sorry, too" said Rista.

"Will you make peace with me?" Darren thrusting his little finger.

Rista smiled then fused her little finger with Darren. "But not with the company" he replied.

"Well, it doesn't matter if your heart stays for me" Darren said.

Rista smiled.

"Let's get married, get on with the pending ones" he said.

"Did you dare ask Oma Sophia for permission?"

"Of course," replied Darren eagerly.

"Cheal fast, so we can make it happen."

"I love you!" Darren touched Rista's cheek.

"Me too!" he touched Darren's hand on his cheek.

Deheman's voice made Darren pull his hand. They both seem to be misbehaving.

"Have I disturbed you?" ask Raisa.

"Yes" Darren replied quickly.

"Geez, my sister. I know you've been missing Rista for a long time, but you can't not make out here. How about seeing the Doctor and Nurse?"

"Belgroff."

"Look, here. If in nasehatin like not to accept, try Rista tell your lover this!" Raisa looked at Rista who was just smiling.

"Already, Brother. We're not arguing, where's Raiza? I miss him" Darren said.

"Papa forbade him to come here" he said.

"Yes, I understand Papa's concerns" Darren said.

"Hurry up and get out of here, so that me and Mama don't bother going back and forth here" he said.

"Yes, if the doctor told me to go home. I'll also leave this place, Brother thinks I'm staying here for a long time" he said.

"How know, you want to linger with this woman," Raisa displayed her insinuating smile.

"We're also getting married soon, brother," Darren said.

"Thank God, so you don't always grieve" Raisa again quipped.

Darren snorted in annoyance.

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A week later....

Darren and Rista come to visit Sophia at her residence. The elderly woman, stared at the cynical man who was beside her grandson.

"Would she want to come here?" ketus tanyanya.

"Darren came here to ask for Oma's blessing" replied Rista.

"Do you love my granddaughter so much?" sophia looked at Darren.

"Yes, Oma."

"Our company is hostile to each other, what if you get married? Can you guys run?"

"Oma, there is Varrel who will continue the company," replied Rista.

"He doesn't want to, who will continue?" ask Oma Sophia.

"How about we work with Arta Fashion?" rumin Rista's.

Sophia and Darren looked at him.

"That's impossible" Sophia replied.

"Let it stay the way it was, most importantly, it doesn't interfere with our personal relationships" Darren said.

"Oma agrees with Darren's proposal" Sophia said.

Rista pulled the corner of her lips with a happy feeling.

"Oma blesses your relationship" Sophia said.

Rista hugged the woman with a smile. "Thank you, Oma."

"When are you going to get married?" ask Oma Sophia.

"Fastly, Oma." Darren replied quickly.

Oma nodded in agreement.

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Darren and Rista leave the residence of Oma Sophia for the house of Elisha. The middle-aged woman was already waiting for the pair of lovers who were back in a relationship.

Eagerly he stood up from the chair and smiled seeing Rista and Darren get down from the car.

"Mother, why are you here? Waiting who?" ask Rista.

"Mom is waiting for you, son. How's it?" Elisa asked back.

Rista smiled then replied, "Oma bless us!"

"Thank God!" Elisha was relieved.

"I'm leaving, Mom!" darren.

Darren says goodbye to Rista.

"Be careful, yeah."

Darren answered with a smile and then he walked to his car and passed.

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Ahead of the wedding day, Darren and Rista were preoccupied with various preparations ranging from the selection of dresses, invitation designs, to the decoration of the guarantee. Catering was handed over to Mama Clarissa.

This morning the two were at Arta Fashion's wedding dress boutique since Clarissa became Devan Artama's wife the company also produced wedding dresses of course only limited.

Rista began trying out examples of dresses she would wear later at weddings.

Darren sat on the sofa that had been sterilized before playing his phone.

Rista came out showing the wedding dress with cleavage and thighs long enough to Darren.

The man opened his eyes. "Why is her dress like a lack of yarn?"

"Well!"

"Replace, I don't like. Find a more polite one, tomorrow I'll have the employee throw away the dress!" darren's complaining.

"Honey, you don't feel sorry for the designers who designed it" said Rista.

"The clothes make the wind go away" he chanted.

Rista scrunched his forehead.

"I'll have him redesign it" she said.

Rista returned to the dressing room, she tried a second dress with short sleeves.

Darren who saw him waved his hand as if he disagreed.

"Why?"

"I don't like the color" he replied.

"You chose him" said Rista.

"All right," Darren stood up and walked around looking for a dress for his girlfriend.

"Here you go!" point it at the sky blue dress exactly like a princess in a fairyland.

"Alright, I want something like this as Mr. Darren would like it to be" Rista told the boutique waiter.

"Good, Miss."

Meanwhile elsewhere, Sella is enjoying coffee with Varrel.

"Finally Rista and the President will get married soon" Sella said.

"Yes, I hope you don't part again. Because after them, I'll propose to you!"

"Have you asked Oma for her blessing?"

"We'll both go there" replied Varrel.

"I don't want to, he'll kick me out again" Sella said. A month ago the two had visited the old woman because she was sick, but what she got was instead expelled on the grounds that she was an employee of Arta Fashion.

"Maybe this time no, the boss alone has been accepted. It must have been his subordinates were definitely accepted," he said.

"Hopefully, because I can't imagine having to be expelled twice, Oma" Sella said.

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Day later...

Varrel takes her lover to the residence of Oma Sophia.

Sella clasped Varrel's hand as she entered the mansion.

Oma Sophia was reading a book in the garden behind her house.

"August, Oma!" greet Varrel.

"By the morning too, my naughty grandson!" Oma looked at the cynical woman who was beside Varrel. "What are you doing here?" continues asking.

"I want to ask for Oma's blessing, because I'm going to propose to Sella soon" he replied.

Sophia smiled cynically. "Did you bring him here because of his superior he'd already accepted as our family candidate?"

"Yes, that's how it is" he answered.

"Hey, you!" Sophia turned her gaze to Sella who looked terrified.

"Yes, Oma," Sella ventured into staring.

"What's the reason you like my granddaughter?" ask Oma Sophia.

"Well!"

"I just want to know whether my grandchildren's potential life partners deserve it or not" said Oma Sophia.

"Oma, I love Sella" Varrel said.

"I'm not talking to you!" Sophia. "I asked him!" appointing his son-in-law's grandchildren.

"I can't explain why I love Varrel, Oma. Because it is very difficult to express and describe feelings," explained Sella.

"Where did he learn those words," inner Varrel.

"I like your explanation" Sophia said.

"Thank you, Oma." Sella smiled happily.

"My grandson is very stubborn but he is kind and loyal, hopefully you feel at home with him" said Oma Sophia.

Sella smiled at him, she looked at her lover.

"Geez!" Varrel hugged the mother of his mother. "Thank you for blessing us" he said.

"Everyone, may you be happy!" Sophia peed at Varrel.

Sella smiles to see her boyfriend cuddle up while joking. "I promise to make your granddaughter happy, Oma!"