I'M THE ONE WHO'S KEPT

CHAPTER 259

I don't want Deborah to join them. Sitting next to Dion holding a guitar.

"Follow us yes.." Take Dion.

Today Dion is far different from what Debora found out on google and what Hery showed and when she first met Dion at the Mall.

Dion today only wears plain white t-shirts and sky blue jeans. It fits in him perfectly. Her hair was neat and the fragrance of perfume was smooth but fragrant. Moreover, Deborah sat beside him, she could smell the perfume.

"Let's sing again.. Continue..?" Dion cheered alone and welcomed the son of a louder child.

"Popsy continues.." Excite them.

Dion placed his hands and fingers on his guitar. Deborah glanced at Dion and vice versa. Dion smiles at Debora making Deborah's heart do the fun again.

Dion tried to focus on the boy again. "Na.. Nanana... Na's.. Nanana.. Na's.. I've waited a long time, a lot of love comes and goes, but I've never been this comfortable.. Maybe you are true love... I will not doubt it.. I keep until the end later I will not waste again, make my life more bararti.... Your love will never be changed forever in the heart, I am happy yours completely..." Dion began to move his body to the rhythm made by his guitar.

The smile on Deborah's lips widened to see Dion's action.

The boy was also happy to see Dion's action. "For as long as I have waited, much love has come and gone, but I have never been this comfortable as I may have been true love..." Dion turned to Debora with his sweet smile that was probably sweeter than sugar.

Dion started to pick up his guitar.

"Oooooooo's.. Make my life more meaningful.. Your love is as comfortable as the morning sun, like a rainbow, always me later... Your love will never be changed, forever in my heart, I am happy.. It's all yours."

Dion circled around Debora while slightly swaying and of course the guitar. "your love.. Morning sun exercise.. Like a rainbow, always me later.. Your love will never be changed, forever in your heart.. I happy.. Yours completely..."

Deborah's heart was like in a tickle, unable to cover her pleasure of seeing Dion like this.

"Baaaaa... Popsy is great.."

Various exclamations from the little boy after Dion stopped playing his guitar.

Deborah also patted her hand because she liked the beautiful song Dion played.

"Eehhh that.. Enna again for pudding..!!" Dion's voice pointed to an aunt carrying a tray containing pudding.

"Yeeeeeyyy.." They ran towards the aunt.

"Yes Allah.. This Mr. Dion..!" Aunt Enna's great-granddaughter because the children swarmed her.

"Haha.. Eeeeeekkk" Dion bled with his tongue and sat himself down again beside Deborah.

"You're here..? Find who..?" Dion was sure there was something Debora wanted to do up here.

"I'm looking for you.." Deborah is straight to the point.

"I..? Oohh am I that famous..?" Tweet Dion.

"Emm not that but.." Deborah pulled out a piece of paper.

"Hmmmm?" Dion stared at the paper.

"I.. I don't know if it's not from this paper.." Deborah held onto the paper.

"Then..?" Dion supported his chin with a guitar in his lap and glanced at the face of Deborah who was serious.

"I'm..."

"Poplin... It's for Popsy and Popsy's wife.." A girl ran towards Dion and Deborah and gave Dion two cups of pudding.

"Huh..?" Deborah did not feel wrong but still she questioned it.

Dion's..