Love of a Man with a Wife

expression of Sheril

Such a beautiful night, the sparkling stars illuminated nature. Zian held Sheril's hand tightly into the most luxurious restaurant there. She was afraid that the woman was far away from her.

Zian deliberately took the VIP room, because he did not want to be disturbed by the atmosphere of the crowd of restaurant visitors.

Sheril was transfixed as Zian pulled her hand into the decorated room in such a way. Glittering colorful lights illuminated the room.

Sheril stopped her steps, she looked up her head, looking up at Alzian who was now also staring at her.

"Bag,"

Lirih Sheril while smiling with a hoarse voice and teary eyes.

"Why baby?" Zian.

"What are you doing? And what's this for?" Sheril asked and then lowered her face. He was afraid of what he thought wrong.

Zian cupped Sheril's cheek with both hands. His eyes looked into Sheril's face.

"Darling, look me in the eye?" Zian.

Sheril obeyed what Zian said, beading their eyes to meet each other, staring deeply and deciphering each other's gazes.

"It's for you baby, what I'm doing is all for you, because I really love you," Zian said, staring gently at Sheril.

Sheril, too, seeks something out of Zian's eyes, as Sheril is not entirely sure of Zian's words. But Sheril finds a sincere look of love, she finds no lies in Zian's eyes.

"Mas" said Sheril.

He immediately rushed over and hugged Zian tightly.

"I love you too,"

Sheril was barely heard by Zian. Sheril felt lucky, she had never felt this happy before, not feeling a clear circle flowing on her smooth cheeks.

"Darling, I didn't hear what you said just now" Zian said. Zian actually knew what Sheril was saying, but he wanted to hear more clearly.

"I love you too" Sheril said.

Zian smiled at Sheril's expression. He let go of his embrace and looked back at Sheril with the eyes of his heart.

"Have I heard wrong?" Zian's words made Sheril hold her head up because Zian was too tall from Sheril.

After looking into Zian's eyes at a glance, Sheril again lowered her reddened face, she was embarrassed by his words just now, then she shook her head slowly.

"You didn't hear me wrong" Sheril said softly.

"You love me?" Zian's question made Sheril's face meet more and more.

Sheril is unable to hide her feelings anymore, she blushes in shame, not wanting to stare at Zian, even Sheril tries to divert the conversation.

Zian held Sheril's hands together.

"I want to hear it one more time" teased Zian who was very fond of Sheril's behavior like that.

"No, I'm not going to repeat the same sentence, you've heard enough, you deliberately want to tease me,"

"No, I'm not flirting with you, I really don't hear it. Yes already if you don't want to repeat it again," Zian pretended to sulk, slowly he wanted to step towards the sofa. But Sheril held back her hand, her eyes looking at Zian gently.

"I love you, I love you, too" Sheril said, staring into Zian's bead.

Zian looked at Sheril closely. His feelings wanted to explode right now, his heart was pounding, his chest overflowing so happy he heard Sheril's confession. She showed a beautiful smile from her thin lips, then hugged Sheril tightly.

"I want you to promise to take care of our household, no matter what happens dear," whispered Zian in Sheril's ear.

Sheril nodded her head, then stretched her arms to look at Zian.

"We both promise mas, promise to look after each other, and complete in every shortcoming we have" said Sheril.

Zian nodded his head, then reached into his pants pocket and revealed a small red box in front of Sheril. Sheril looked at what Zian had shown her.

"Open up" said Zian, who was still holding the small box.

Sheril immediately retrieves the red box from Zian's hand. He thought it was just a ring.

Sheril immediately opened it, stunned when she saw the contents of the box.

A ring that is not familiar to Sheril, the ring of her parents, who have been lost somewhere, Sheril has been trying to find it everywhere, even her grandparents did not tell. No one knew Sheril had lost the single most valuable thing in her life.

Sheril's eyes were back in tears.

"Where did you get this ring?" Ask Sheril rasping.

"The plane, he was when I found him on the plane, it's yours, right?" Zian.

Sheril looked back at Zian.

He gaped as he recalled a few years ago, he met someone who gave him a handkerchief to wipe his tears.

"So that handkerchief is yours?" Said Sheril. He slightly puffed his lips into a smile.

Zian smiled and nodded his head slowly.

"Mas" Sheril hugged Zian.

Zian stroked the tip of Sheril's head gently.

Sheril looks very happy at Zian's treatment tonight.

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