
"How about next week?" kyla said suddenly.
"What?"
All quiet. Dumbstruck. Shocked at the statement of the nineteen year old girl.
It was not without reason that Kyla said such a shocking thing. There's a veiled plan that Kyla will launch. A secret, which no one knows. Including Caesar.
"OKAY. Agree," Caesar replied.
"What?"
Leo, Andreas and Salma were again shocked by Caesar's reply. What happened to these two human children? Why did they agree to speed up the date of their marriage? In fact, before, they rejected this matchmaking outright.
"J-so, you guys want to get married next week?" ask Leo stammering.
"Yes, ofcourse, Well," Caesar replied with a cold smile.
Kyla was surprised at the answer made by her future husband. How can they think? Ah, if this is the case, Kyla's plan could be messed up.
I don't know what plan Caesar has in mind right now. Kyla will interrogate the man after this rather sacred dinner. Just look at it later.
"Yes, already. Then, tomorrow, we have to get ready for all the wedding supplies and the recipe, yes" Andreas broke up.
"Well, you also have to quickly find the bridal outfit. Caesar, tomorrow you accompany Kyla to the boutique to choose a dress, yes," Leo orders later.
Caesar and Kyla nodded in unison. "Okay, Dad," Caesar replied.
***
After the dinner, Kyla had to come back to Andreas' house, which was a short distance from Leo's house. However, before saying goodbye, Kyla asked permission to speak to Caesar one eye. It was approved by both families.
Sitting on the garden chair that was behind this luxurious mansion made Kyla and Caesar a little calm. They are struggling with their own minds. The net that leads to the pool, keeps an awkward feeling that occasionally makes the risi.
"Hm." Her husband-to-be just retorted with a dullness. Without looking at the person who called him.
"Why did you approve of my words?"
"Which word?" ask Caesar. Without looking back at Kyla.
Feeling neglected, Kyla touched Caesar's arm with a slight pat. Nothing else, for his senior to turn to him. Kyla hates being ignored the most as she speaks.
"Sister, are we really getting married next week?"
Kyla's eyeballs spread twinkle of anxiety. Caesar glanced at the girl. Then, his attention shifted to his arm that Kyla still touched.
"This girl. You're so stupid. That was you yourself asking to want to be next week, wasn't it?" sergeant Caesar.
"Emm, yes. It's just, I'm too scared to live a rather early married life."
Caesar looked at the girl's face. "Fear why? Afraid to live with me, hmm?"
Kyla lowered her head, then distanced Caesar's forgotten hand from touch. "One of them is so. You are my senior. It feels a bit .. emm, weird," Kyla replied.
"You're so stupid. What, you think, I'll act like a senior if I'm your husband later? There will be no seniority in the household, come on!" caesar said as he looked at Kyla deeply.
Whatisthis? In this case, Caesar seems to be showing that he strongly agrees to their marriage. In fact, he implies that Kyla will be treated well when she becomes his wife later.
"Emm .. okay. I'll stop thinking about the no-no" Kyla replied as she put away the strands of hair that were hit by the night breeze.
Hearing that, Caesar smiled. "If you're my wife, don't ever embarrass me, yes" Caesar said.
Not yet Kyla answered, Caesar's lips first landed on Kyla's red blushing cheeks. The girl was shocked. He's cursing.
The cup!