Labuhan Cinta The Playboy

S2 - Proposal (not) Romantic

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Bian and Visha arrive at Zayn's house. Visha immediately rushed out of the car and ran quickly into the house. Bian could only sigh at Visha's panic which he thought was unfaithful.

Visha meets with Bi Ani and asks her.

"Where's Mr. Zayn, bi? Why is he, actually? Why did he faint?"

Bi Ani was puzzled because Visha charged her with a lot of questions.

"Auntie!! Why silent? Where's Mr Zayn?"

"Eh, anu mbak. Mr. Zayn is already in his room. I and I moved him to the room."

"Where's Mr Zayn's room?"

"There's upstairs, ma'am."

Visha immediately ran towards the top floor of Zayn's house. Bian who saw Visha's panic again could only shake his head.

"Tell me what, someone must have helped her. Why is Visha so sweet? So annoying!"

Bian and Bi Ani went upstairs and headed to Bian's room. Bian saw Visha sitting beside Zayn's bed.

"Sir Zayn has a fever. Body temperature 40° centigrade. Bi, please prepare a compress."

"Good, mbak."

"Geez, Sha. Why did you bother with this? Just call the doctor and everything's fine. Zayn's class boss must have a private doctor."

"Sir Zayn doesn't like going to the doctor. Because he has bad memories with the doctor."

Bian rolled his eyeballs. "You know him well. I don't even know that much about Zayn."

Before long, Bi Ani brought a compress tool for Zayn. Visha immediately put a wet towel on Zayn's forehead. Seeing that Visha is caring for Zayn, Bian becomes jealous and decides to leave Zayn's room.

Bian headed to the terrace of Zayn's house upstairs. He breathes a lot of air. It feels like his chest is so tight.

"Bather here?"

"Why are you here? Shouldn't you just accompany Zayn. You're here for that, aren't you?"

"You jealous?"

"No! You don't have any feelings for her." Bian spoke to Visha.

It is very visible if he is in control of the fire of jealousy. Visha can see that.

Visha approached Bian and hugged him from behind.

"I know you're jealous. I'm sorry, I had to force you to drive me here. I don't want it if I come alone, it'll make things even worse."

Bian took off Visha's hand and turned to face Visha. "Yes I know. I'm sorry I didn't understand you either. You're a good woman. You even fought the thugs to help me when I was gang-raped. You're an amazing woman, Visha." Bian hugged Visha.

There is a comfortable feeling when you forgive each other and express your feelings.

"Now you accompany Mr. Zayn. I'll cook him some porridge. Then we go home."

Bian nodded and grabbed Visha's shoulder. They walked to Zayn's room.

Visha went downstairs and headed for the kitchen. He helped Bi Ani prepare the ingredients and started cooking.

While Bian, he was sitting next to Zayn's bed. Zayn began to squirm. Zayn started to open his eyes. He blinked a few times to wake himself up and looked towards Bian.

"Where am I?" zayn asked softly and picked up a compress towel on his forehead.

"You're in the afterlife." replied Bian casually.

"Eh?"

"Of course you're at your house. How did you pass out? Are you trying to kill yourself, huh? But baby you're not dead."

Zayn chuckled faintly at Bian's words. "You're the one who took me to my room? I remember I was on the porch."

"It's not me, it's your housekeeper. What's wrong with you? Are you so heartbroken that Visha would prefer me?" ask Bian.

"Eitherway. I don't feel well. Then, how's your relationship with Visha? Yesterday he came to apologize to me."

"Our relationship is fine. He told me that he'd come to see you."

"Why, Bi?"

"Eh?"

"Why should Visha, Bi? Don't you already have Sania by your side?"

Bian looked on his best friend. "Sorry, Zayn. But like I told you. Me and Visha are tied to the rope of fate. We can't be separated."

"Then what about Sania?"

Bian took a breath and exhaled slowly. "For my relationship with Sania... There's something I can't tell you. That's enough for me and he knows it. Obviously, I love Visha very much, and she loves me too."

Zayn looked at Bian and smiled. "I wish you could make Visha happy. All this time he's always sad because he remembers his past love."

"Definitely! I will definitely make Visha happy."

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"Do you want to go straight home or go back to the office?" ask Bian.

"It's like this. Better get me back to the boarding house." Visha glanced at her watch.

"Did you not want to stay in my room tonight?"

"I don't feel good about Ma'am Keisya. He's very worried about me."

"But I didn't do anything to you."

Visha squinted her eyes. "Surely sure?"

Bian chuckled as he scratched his nape.

"Yes, now we go to the mini market first and buy chocolate ice cream. I really wanted to cool my heart and my head because of you."

"Hey, I didn't do anything." Bian is still defending himself.

Visha went into the mini market and bought some of her favorite ice cream. Not to forget he also bought it for Bian.

The rain began to fall when Visha came out of the mini market. Visha ran quickly and got into the car.

"Huh, why is it raining all of a sudden? It's still dry season." said Visha.

"Don't grumble, rain is a gift. We should be grateful. Then where's your groceries? Did you buy ice cream?"

"Yet, of course. Please choose ice cream you like." Visha showed Bian some ice cream with an expression that was made as blank as possible.

"Curtain, you're this. I don't really like chocolate. Coffee tastes better."

"I thought so."

They enjoy their ice cream while still waiting for the rain to subside.

"What are you talking about with Mr Zayn?" visha asked, breaking the silence.

"Umm, what is it? Not many. He said he let you know. And ask me to make you happy."

"He's a good man. But baby, I can't fall for her." Visha fell silent and continued to devour her chocolate ice cream.

Bian saw Visha's chocolate ice cream stuck around his lips, he chuckled. "You're about to turn 30 and still be drinking ice cream, aren't you ashamed of Ali?"

"Huh? Whahuh? Any time?" Visha immediately grabbed the tissue paper on the dashboard of the car but was prevented by Bian.

"Why?" visha asked and turned towards Bian who pulled his hand.

Without any preparation, Bian advanced his body and grabbed Visha's lips. Bian took a sip of the sweetness of the chocolate ice cream left there. Visha has always been rendered powerless with all of Bian's touch. He followed the rhythm that Bian did.

The rain speck outside seemed to be a witness that two people were enjoying their love story with the sweetness of ice cream present.

Bian finished his kiss and tried to neutralize his heart. "Visha... Will you marry me?" The sentence just slid off Bian's lips.

"Did?" Visha was very surprised by Bian's proposal.

"I know, every woman wants a romantic proposal with flowers and a romantic song. But i'm... I'm a stupid guy who only proposes to you while eating ice cream accompanied by the sound of the rain. No candle light dinner, no romantic words, no roses. I haven't even prepared a ring."

Visha slightly chuckled at hearing all of Bian's sentences at once moved.

"I'm just a stupid man who loves you, but can't show the world that I love you. I even had to cover up our relationship because people knew I was tied to marriage with another woman. I want to fight the world and tell you if I..."

"I want to..." Bian did not have time to continue his sentence, Visha immediately cut it.

"What?" Bian couldn't believe that Visha would answer so quickly.

"I want to marry you, Biantara Adiguna aka Rocky Abraham, aka the father of my son." replied Visha at length.

Bian immediately grabbed Visha's body and hugged her tightly. "Thank you, Visha. Thanks..."

Visha returned Bian's embrace equally tightly. "Thank you for loving me."

Bian took off his embrace. "No, I'm the one who should thank you."

"After ten years I waited for the end..." Visha could not hold back her tears.

"Don't cry..." Bian wiped away Visha's tears. "I'm sorry, if my proposal is so unromantic."

"No. I really like your proposal. And for me... It's very romantic."

"But there is no ring..."

Visha hits Bian's arm slowly. Then they laughed together.

I don't know what kind of feeling could describe the mood of the two of them at this moment. To be sure, the rain that had fallen down so heavily, suddenly stopped and changed the beautiful rainbow that was painted in the sky.

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