
After lunch, Sintia left the office. He went with Verrel somewhere.
"Wedding is close, we have to prepare everything baby" said Verrel, he spoke, but his eyes continued to focus forward.
Sintia was silent, her eyes staring blankly out the glass door of Verrel's car. Yesterday, she was getting married to Verrel, all her family agreed. However, the wedding preparations remain he who takes care of. Even for fitting a wedding dress, she takes care of herself.
"You why? Is there something that bothers you?" verrel asked turned to Sintia for a moment, then refocused her head forward.
Sintia flinched, she also turned to Verrel. With a faint smile and a deep breath, Sintia shook her head slowly.
"I didn't think of anything, it's just that I just realized. That all this time I was too stupid"
"Stupid judge someone I think loves me. Thinking those who don't seem to care return my love"
Hid.
Sintia threw her face to the side, dodging that Verrel would not see her slowly dripping tears.
"Please, spend it all now. I don't want to, after marriage, your heart is still sad like this"
Sintia nodded, she let her tears drip down in vain.
"You're right, I have to vapourize her and have to forget all about her once our new life begins"
"Goody!"
Verrel's car went fast, then stopped in front of a famous boutique in the city.
"Let's go downstairs, we'll find a beautiful dress for you" Verrel asked.
Sintia did not budge, she stared at the boutique which was also where she ordered her wedding dress with Rendi.
Seeing that Sintia was not moving at all, Verrel sat back down and faced the woman.
"What's wrong? Why are you still sitting here?" Ask Verrel. He followed the eyes of the sick man staring at the boutique building .
Quite a while Verrel thought, guessing what happened. Suddenly he thought it was appropriate, and he was sure it was the cause.
"Are you also packing a dress here?"
Deg.
Sintia's body suddenly stiffened, she was greatly astonished by this man beside her. He could guess right.
"Looking at your reaction, I already know the answer. Then, we'll find another boutique"
Verrel put his seatbelt back on, he drove his car back to another boutique.
"Why are you doing this? I'm fine, if I order there again" said Sintia.
"No way, I know you're not comfortable if we order there! Don't lie to me"
Sintia could only bow, she was indeed a little reluctant to enter the boutique. He was sure, everyone would look strangely at him.
"I won't let anyone, make fun of my future wife, let alone being my wife!" Verrel grabbed Sintia's hand, clasping her hand tightly with a tiny finger.
"Thank you Verrel, you're very understanding. I feel this is really not a plot of revenge" said Sintia who was immediately answered by Verrel spontaneously.
"No, indeed!" His exclaim, yet faintly sounded in Sintia's ear.
"What are you talking about?"ask Sintia.
"Nothing, I just muttered. Imagine how your ex-fiancee, and your sister, would look when they saw us getting married"
"Your ex-lover!" Syndir Sintia.
Verrel chuckled softly, he increasingly felt a match for Sintia. He's getting more convinced, if his choice isn't wrong.
"Sela, Librated. Has made me and your sister meet. " Inner Verrel.
The man's initial intention, indeed wants revenge for Sela's betrayal.
"Verrel, where are we going to get married?" ask sintia.
They just came out of a boutique that is no less famous than the first boutique earlier.
Sintia chose a very beautiful dress. Verrel was fascinated when he saw Sintia wearing her. He could not wait to marry this girl as soon as possible, to have her completely.
"For the wedding venue, we'll use my 5-star hotel building. You just tell me what kind of design you want" Verrel said.
"really? "
"Sure honey, whatever you want, I'll do. "Sahut Verrel dramatizes.
"Waws...Mr. Verrel Eldor, you're very good at making women float. Let's say, how many girls have you left behind?" Decak Sintia teases Verrel.
The man chuckled softly, "I'm not a man who is easily approached by women. I'm not just using women either." Answer Verrel.
Sintia looked in disbelief, she was sure Verrel was a pro player. However, he still followed the man's groove.
"really? How special is my sister in your life"decak Sintia with sparkling eyes looked at Verrel who was driving.
"She's a hot woman in bed, as long as you know" Verrel chuckled.
Sintia's eyes suddenly widened, hearing the man's answer. She didn't think Verrel had ever fucked her sister.
"Even I have a variety of videos of your brother playing with me. "Continue.
Deg.
Sintia's body stiffened again, she started thinking about her family. If Verrel had been hurt and spread the video, his family would have been very embarrassed. Their reputation will be destroyed.
"Look, I will not spread it to the public" said Verrel again, as if to answer Sintia's mind.
"Uhm..Don't threaten me like that" said Sintia.
The atmosphere that was once humble, now suddenly turned tense. Highlight Sintia's eyes were cold, and Verrel was astonished.
"I'm not threatening you honey, I'm just telling you. As long as you don't do the same.
For just you remember, I don't like betrayal!" Verrel whispered, he smiled grinning.
Sintia fell slowly, as she felt Verrel's breath whisper in her ear.
As the car continues to go, Sintia does not know where else the man will take her away.
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"Good day dear, good afternoon papa's son"
Rendi approached her future wife, hugging and pecking Sela's stomach which still looks flat.
cup.
Rendi continued to treat Sela very warmly. However, the pregnant woman looked ordinary. Not as usual, when they met. Sela would be so spoiled, even she was unwilling to let go of her embrace on Rendi's body.
Rendi gave up, she let go of her embrace. Look at the woman who is pregnant with her child.
"what's the matter, why are you acting like this?"
"i'm just tired Ren, I need a break"
"Then get some rest!" balas Rendi cuek's.
As she gasped, she realized what she was doing.
Soon, Sela hugged Rendi again. He must not keep the man away from his life for now.
Sela did not want, to get Verrel, she lost Rendi. because for her, getting Verrel would definitely be very difficult.