Look at me, Delilah

Proposal Again

Delilah hugged Nayaka. He even kissed the cheeks of the man who was not clear of this status. Delilah knew that Nayaka was the father of her children.

"You didn't say it to me intentionally. You're a rich man. Oh, my dear."

Women are the same. Know a man has a lot of money, then he will stick. Like this Delilah. Look, Delilah hugged and kissed her cheeks. Try it yesterday, Nayaka can't touch it. Ah, you know, Nayaka will say it early.

"Why do you want to work this way? Kyomi gets to school in a normal place."

"Heh, you yourself want to live like this."

"You didn't tell me, honey." Delilah said that word.

Fucking women! Nayaka embraces her lover's shoulder. "The company was not famous yet. After many years, the stock went up. Oh, yeah, I got an interview invitation. Do I just refuse?"

"What invitation?"

"Just share a story about me being successful." Nayaka raised her eyebrows.

"You have to accept it. I want to see you on TV."

"Then will I take it?"

Delilah nodded. "Yes, you have to take it."

"alright. I'll call them later."

"You've been successful. It's my turn." Delilah was determined to do that.

"So, when are we getting married?"

"Wait a minute."

Nayaka let out a long breath. "I want to marry you."

"Let's go first."

Have to be patient again and Nayaka will do that. The problem is Delilah does not want to rush back with Nayaka. There are other things he needs to consider.

"You're going to accept that building, right? I bought it at a great price" said Nayaka.

Delilah. Showing his white teeth. "Because it's your money, of course I'd like to take it. That'll be my office."

"You don't want to give me a present?"

"What?"

"Pipi is not enough, Del."

Delilah shook her hands. "You must not think far. Keep fasting until we get married. Or you can marry another woman. But, don't expect you to come back to me."

"I'm just gonna marry you."

"The delivery should be a lot. More than ever."

"I have to work hard again it seems."

Delilah chuckles. "For sure."

Because the building was given to Nayaka, Delilah prepared to move. There was a bit of renovation because he wanted to have a room that could be used for Kanaka.

Delilah also recruited two workers who could help him from Indonesia. It is better to take the old employee because the jewelry company in Jakarta has been dead since Delilah stayed away. Promotion through advertising on social media is also intensively done.

"When Papa is there, we have to be quiet and focused forward" Delilah said.

"Yes, Mama." Kyomi.

Nayaka accepted the invitation as a successful speaker at a young age. Delilah was so amazed when her future husband's name was called by the host and an audience applause greeted her.

The sound of Kanaka reprimanding. Even Kanaka approached the television with his wheelchair. He patted the screen because the big television was in his waiting.

"Kanaka, here." Delilah clapped her hands for her son to approach her.

"Kanaka, here, dong. So, don't see the picture." Kyomi.

Kanaka was acting, as if to show that the person on the screen was his papa.

"That's Papa, dear." Inevitably Delilah moved away from the sofa, keeping the son away from the TV screen.

Her name is son, Kanaka still wants to be on things he likes. When he is removed, he will cry.

"Drink milk, huh?" Delilah picked up Kanaka, then suckled her. It was easy, the child became silent, and the TV show calmed down. "Papa's famous."

"Yes, Papa's famous." Kyomi confirmed that.

Delilah did not want to lose either. He also wanted to be like Nayaka. He worked hard in between his busyness taking care of the baby.

"Where?"

"Follow it. Just the two of us."

Delilah nodded. "I'll be ready then."

This time it felt like both of us were gone. Usually, the four of them will go. Yes, Delilah is also reluctant to leave Kyomi and Kanaka. It's not like it used to be. Being with the kids was fun.

Baffled. Nayaka didn't say she'd take him to dinner. Just say come with me. Delilah was wearing ordinary clothes. He was wearing a shirt accompanied by a brown outer color. Pitted jeans paired with flat-heeled boots. While his hair was stroked, but Delilah made the ends wavy.

"Mama go for a minute. Kyomi keeps Kanaka with Santi's mom, huh?"

Kyomi nodded. "Yes .. but, don't be long gone."

"Mama goes with Papa."

"Mom don't go again."

Delilah realized that she was very guilty. Twice he ignored his daughter, and he was still given the chance to be together.

"Not anymore, my dear. Mama will always be with Papa and you." Delilah kissed Kyomi. "Mama's gone, huh?"

Kyomi nodded. If so, it means their families will be united. Kyomi is happy, and he won't be joining an outcast club on the site that Sydney suggests.

Nayaka said nothing when they were in the car. Mercifully. Delilah is not the wrong costume because Nayaka also looks casual.

"We're going to the London Eye."

"It hasn't been there in a long time."

"I want to remember our old days."

"Ah, sweetness." Delilah put her head on Nayaka's shoulder.

Visiting the London Eye is great at night. Arriving there, Delilah wanted to ask for a photo. Why London? Here there are memories of him with Dila, Dion, and of course Nayaka.

"We're taking the capsule."

"Come ...!"

Together with other visitors, they enter on a moving capsule. The view of London is beautiful at night. Nayaka hugged Delilah from behind as it moved.

"Close your eyes."

"No want. I knew you'd show me London's night city." Delilah refused to do so.

"I'm trying to be romantic."

Delilah laughed at hearing it. "alright. I tried to close my eyes."

"On the count of three, you can open your eyes."

"Yes ...."

Delilah began to close her eyes, and Nayaka began to count. On the count of three, Delilah opened her eyes, and she saw one sparkling ring.

"Forku?" Delilah looked at Nayaka.

"Wedding me?"

A proposal from Nayaka. White gold topped with pink diamonds on it. Next to it was a small white diamond that made it look glittering.

"Where, huh?" Delilah seemed to think.

"You doubt me again?"

"Here, put it on my ring finger."

Nayaka switched positions facing Delilah. The London Eye is still spinning, and Nayaka's action is witnessed by visitors who are near them.

"My dear, will you marry me?"

"Well! There is a proposal event" chirped visitors who watched Nayaka and Delilah face each other.

"Don't do it, I'm ashamed."

"Jawab first."

Delilah nodded. "Yes, I accept."

Nayaka pinned the ring to Delilah's ring finger. He kissed the back of his hand, and kissed his lover's forehead.

Seriate