Marriage Contract Jeff And Jenn

Social Service

The weather in the city of Cambridge at the end of spring still looks friendly. The indigo color that stretches like a carpet of sky decorated with white cotton clouds and warm sunlight increasingly supports social service activities held by the student association at the University of Cambridge.

"Jenn, just try to get here for a second" Sean pulled Jenny's hand out of the room.

"What's up Sean?" ask Jenny curious.

"So I saw this beautiful thing on the way here" Sean pulled out a hairband in the shape of a dusty pink butterfly.

"Is this for me?"jenny asked hesitantly half hoping that Sean bought the beautiful thing for her.

"Of course, I always remember you seeing a pretty thing like this,"

"Thank you Sean" said Jenny, who began to show a red tinge on her cheek.

"May I put it on for you?" bargain Sean.

"Yes," Jenny nodded in embarrassment.

Sean also began to tidy up Jenny's long mane that was scattered to cover half his face with his fingers. Picked it a little high and braided it then decorated with a beautiful hair tie that he bought earlier.

"Beautiful white figure," praised Sean with a look of admiration followed by the vibration of the Heart that increasingly pulsates violently because of the beautiful scenery in front of him.

"really? Thank you," Jenny replied awkwardly in embarrassment.

"You owe me a date as a token of your gratitude" Sean's tease flinched Jenny.

"Would I deepen my relationship with Sean? But that's the same as me lying to her," jenny lamented in her heart.

"Hmm, Sean?" Jenny was confused as to how she should respond to Sean's words just now.

"Don't make my words a burden on you, I'll wait for you until you're ready" Sean said, poking Jenny's little nose. He understood very well that his heart was in doubt, though he did not know what the reason for his concern was.

Jenny just gave me her sweet smile.

"Well, let's get back to today's activities" Sean asks and pulls Jenny's hand to join the others.

Social service this month took place at one of the foundations of a nursing home located in the suburbs of Cambridge.

Jenny, Sean, Daisy, Jullian, and Avellyn seemed eager to undergo activities that uphold the principles of humanity. Fun events such as light games and singing appear to color the activities there.

Jeffrey, who somehow told the story he was also dragged into activities that he had never participated in before. He is certainly not alone, both his aides Sammy and Alvin also follow and Veronica who always took the opportunity to always be able to stick to the idol.

In one corner of the room, Jenny and Sean seem to be immersed in a horde of elderly people who are amazed at their hospitality. Crisp laughter occasionally sounded in between conversations.

"Son, you guys look like a young couple, is that true?" ask a grandmother with a smile on her face.

"Why are you still asking old Grandma? It is not clear that they are lovers. I can see both faces of those who like each other" said a Grandfather who also joined together.

"really? You guys look really good. One is very handsome and the other is beautiful, what a beautiful couple," praised the Grandma.

"Ah, i-it was me and she was just," Jenny had intended to refute but her speech was interrupted.

"Our prayers can be a lasting couple, Grandma" said Sean, displaying a smile that made Jenny stunned.

"Of course, son, we parents can only pray" replied the Grandmother.

While Jeffrey who was not far from the horde could only grieve when he heard their chatter. I don't know why he felt uncomfortable with the talk of the parents. Without her noticing Veronica watching him from earlier and starting to open the conversation.

"Darling did you hear their conversation? Could it be that Sean liked the strange-looking girl?" ask Veronica.

"That's none of my business. We'd better go home, the show seems to be almost over, too" said Jeffrey.

"Emm, baby then, how's it going we're dating?" bring Veronica.

"But I'm so tired, wanting to rest at home" Jeffrey said.

"Yes, take me to your apartment, yes, it has not been a long time since you brought me to your place" said Veronica.

"Don't!"

"Why not baby? Am I not your lover?" Veronica looked sulky.

"We'd better date outside" Jeffrey suggested resignedly. At least it's better than having to take Veronica to her apartment. She doesn't want her boyfriend to know that she lives under one roof with another woman.

"Okay, I'm so happy to date you" said Veronica, spoiled without suspecting Jeffrey's giraffe.

Jeffrey and Veronica were about to get out of place, suddenly an old man greeted.

"Young man, will you sing me one more song? You sang while playing the guitar very well. It reminds me of when I was young" the old man asked.

Jeffrey seemed to think as he looked at the old man's face. Looks hopeful strokes that are implied on the face of the crepe.

"Well, Grandpa wants me to sing what song?" ask Jeffrey who finally complied with the request of the old man.

"Please sing a song to my beloved wife who is now waiting for me in heaven" he asked, commenting on a warm smile.

Jeffrey glanced at Alvin who was indeed the one who brought the stringed instrument. Alvin who understands the max Jeffrey immediately handed his guitar to his best friend.

Yifeng..!

Jeffrey chose a nostalgic song that was legendary in the 80s.

Jeffrey starts the intro opening with a C-tone chord. The melodious sound of guitar passages immediately attracted the attention of all occupants of the room including Jenny. Jeffrey's distinctive baritone voice began to fill the music.

Oh - thinking about all our young years.

Oh - think about our youth.

There was only you and me.

It's just you and me.

We were young and wild.

We are young and wild and free.

Now nothing can take you away from me.

Now no one can take you away from me.

We've been down that road before.

We've been through that road.

But that's over now.

But now it's over.

You keep me coming back for more.

You make me want to repeat those times.

Baby you're all that I want.

Love you're all I want.

When you're lying here in my arms.

When you lay here in my arms.

I'm finding it hard to believe.

Hard-to-believe.

We're in heaven.

We are in heaven.

Song Title: Heaven - Bryan Adams

Plok! Plok! Plok!

The thunderous sound of applause accompanied by the boisterous sound of admiration for Jeffrey's appearance instantly filled the sky of the room.

"Thank you young man. You know, my wife and I used to hate each other, but in the end we loved each other until death separated us. 3 Months ago my wife went to heaven to leave me first, maybe soon I will also catch up with her" said the old man with a bright look. Lines of sadness and deep longing were so apparent on the sidelines of his smile.

A paper-thin smile covered Jeffrey's lips. "How can people who hate each other end up loving each other? Isn't that ridiculous?" jeffrey said with a special look on his face.

The old man smiled meaningfully. "Hate and love is only a slight difference in young people. When you hate someone, your attention will often be on the person you hate. Without you knowing it, the person you hate is already filling your brain. And you'll miss him if the people you hate are away from you. Therefore, do not be too deep to hate if you do not want your hate to turn into love," said the old man at length.

The deg!

"Don't be so deep in hate? His words remind me of Darren's words a few years ago," Jeffrey said.

The social service event is over. All students who participated in the activity began to scatter home.

"Go home and clean the apartment, my dirty clothes have piled up, too" Jeffrey ordered in a slow tone. He did not want anyone else to hear his words.

"What's? Didn't I wash all your dirty clothes yesterday? You did it on purpose to torture me? Huh uh?" jenny exclaimed in a half whispered tone.

"Isn't that a wife's job? Did I marry you to make you queen? Don't dream, said the maid suits you," jeered Jeffrey who made Jenny snort annoyed.

"Wife? Be married? What's the max of your words?" between someone who accidentally overhears Jeffrey and Jenny's conversation.

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