
Today is a historic day for Sylvia. Where today is the day that he will let go of his youth. And secondly, today is the day that his step-parent legitimately sold him and made him a debt-redeemer.
But even so Sylvia still gave a smile to the invited guests who came to greet her one by one. As if he was being happily born and inward.
Seeing the attitude of Sylvia who was judged Gibran too friendly. She grabbed Sylvia by the hand while whispering.
"Hey the herbalist.We are currently standing as the wife of a famous businessman in this city. Not as a herbalist. So you don't have to be too friendly to them. They don't deserve that from a businessman like me.
Got it?? "
Gibran whispered with half a shout.
Sylvia can only be mangosteen even though it is very contrary to her heart.
But he could also see the invited guests present at the place. They seemed so happy even though they only got a short greeting from Gibran. On their faces emanated unparalleled happiness.Both the young or old do not hesitate to greet Gibran while bowing his head.
"Maybe this is the reality that is happening at this time. Old age is not a benchmark for us at the price of i. But when we have everything it has become a certainty for us to be appreciated and respected by others. ''
" This is a bitter fact. Like the rich man said his fart is praise. "
Sylvia in the heart.
After a long time Sylvia and Gibran stood up to greet the invited guests, and the clock was already showing at 04:00.That means the event for this afternoon is over and will be continued at 07.00 pm, which is a flower throwing event.
This event is an event that is awaited by young people because it is still believed to this day which if a man and a woman get a wedding flower throw then they will soon following the ride of pelaminan. Be it a lover or a couple who has not been so familiar before.
Gibran and Sylvia were helped by the ladies who began to go down the lembandan and went to the hotel room. They still have approximately 3 hours to rest their body.
Arriving at the hotel room Sylvia sat at the dresser while Gibran immediately threw her body on the bed.
"Hey's a herbalist. Why do you want to marry me.? "
Ask Gibran.
"Well, because I am my master, there is no power to refuse your request. Because the master himself chose me. So if I refuse tomorrow I can no longer see the sunrise.
Reply Sylvia casually.
" Buaha.. "
Gibran laughed as hard as he heard Sylvia's reply.
" My master is not laughing, but why are you laughing so much. Has he never been this happy before?"
Sylvia asked without filtering her talk.
Gibran suddenly stopped laughing and got up from his bed and glazed over to the dressing table where Sylvia was sitting. Gibran sat beside Sylvia.Gibran held Sylvia's chin and pulled her up to now Sylvia's face and Gibran's face looked at each other. Gibran stared at Sylvia.
"Dead I must have said this wrong again. Why is it that you are. What used to be when you were lecturing your mouth you stayed on well. So if you like to talk in the filter of his talk. "
Grumpy Sylvia while frightened. But Gibran did not say a word. She was getting closer to Sylvia's face.
That also made Sylvia start thinking strangely. And without realizing it Sylvia also closed her eyes.
"Oh, you Crocodile, he said he wouldn't touch me before there was love. But the evidence is not over yet that she kissed me. "
Sylvia in the heart.
Suddenly Sylvia surged in shock upon hearing Gibran's right-fitting scream in her ears.
"Hey wakes up "
"Well, why did you break that? "
"Let's think you're weird, right. "
"Well.ha.. "
"Y. m. pi.. "
Shouted Gibran as he rose from his seat leaving Sylvia fixated.
"Sylvia thought something wrong. "
"This is how you're ashamed. "
Suman Sylvia while looking at her dead red face in front of the mirror.
tock.tok.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Sylvia immediately stood up to open the door.It turns out that the one who came was Agriel.
"May I enter, miss. "
"Miss and master are not in sport. "
Ask Agriel while laughing.
Sylvia was only speechless at a loss at Agriel's question.
"Sir..under there is a storm. According to her security detail below, there was an old woman who was eager to hug the young lady. Because maybe the name Young Miss with her deceased child used to be the same. "
Agriel explained.
"Do I just throw it out, sir. "
Ask Agriel.
Hearing the words of Sylvia's exorcism, she drew closer to Gibran and Agriel.
"Ngapain is expelled. The woman just wanted to hug me. "
Sylvia.
"But he's not on the same level as us herbalists. You have to think about who you are now. "
Gibran replied in a stern tone.
"I'm sorry if I sassy sir. But what's wrong we obey the old woman's will. Maybe he just misses his son.
Sylvia tried to argue
" Federal... "
Not yet Gibran continued his talk Sylvia had clenched both her hands in a pleading tone.
"Please master just this once. If you don't want to meet them. Let me alone meet her. "
Said Sylvia pleading.
Finally, after thinking for a moment, Gibran agreed to meet the old woman.
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