My Enemy My Sweet Heart's
"My Enemy My Sweet Heart" Chapter 2 (Elegant) Page :14
"Near you the box is like nirvana, but touch each other even if we are helpless"
(Alegy pair of shoes)
Hotel hall Tania fashion show event
"Sorry Na, if you're not comfortable accompanying me". Said Ayra who felt bad to see Juna still looks uncomfortable even though her eyes look serious towards the stage where the progawati wander with Tania-designed clothes.
"It's okay Ay, I've understood why you insist that I accompany you".
"meaning?"
"Because of that guy, right?" Juna asked while looking at the man with his partner. The man who made Ayra became misbehaved and covered her face when he saw her in the parking lot.
Ayra had not had time to answer Juna's guess because the man in question suddenly walked up to them.
"How are you doing Ayra?"
"Eh.good news"
"Come with whom?"ask the man
"Honey, know my friend" answered Ayra who reflexively flanked Juna's hand.
"Gibrans"
"Juna"
Ayra smiled forced because she was uncomfortable with Gibran's presence in that place. If you know there will be Gibran, Ayra will not come in this way.
Gibran looks cynical to see Juna, but Juna does not care about it and still cool not provoked by Gibran's attitude.
"See you later Ay"
Ayra just kept quiet and leaned her head on Juna's arm which added to Gibran's dislike. Because she can no longer get close to Ayra if Ayra already has a partner.
After Gibran passed, Ayra continued to attach both hands to Juna.
"She's gone, you can take your hand off now".Juna half-whispered. Ayra pretended not to listen to Juna's words and remained with her behavior.
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The event then continued with dinner at Dining Hall
Juna poured Ayra's cup of tea.
"Thank you"
"You're drinking too much Ay"
"That little bit is Na"
"I just reminded Ay"
A woman patted Ayra on the shoulder, the woman was Salma the wife of Gibran.
"Ayra you're here too?, can I join you?"
Ayra nodded, allowing Salma to join their spell.
"Honey.ikut join yuk" said Salma calling Gibran who had noticed from three tables beside them. He then joined in so that the atmosphere that was originally used to be awkward.
"So how are you doing Ay?, have you met someone apparently?" Ask Salma.
"Oh.iya, introduce this..."
"I'm Juna Ayra's future husband"
"Huh?? Prospective husband?? Congratulations" said Salma
"Eheemmn" Ayra became coughed up with Juna's answer.
Juna smiled and clasped Ayra's left hand. Gibran who heard that became shocked, so soon Ayra could forget about it and get married?.
"Heh, you two" a voice broke the silence on that table.
"Tania?" Salma"
"I'm sorry, handsome guys. Eike has to talk to these girls" said Tania, who asked Ayra and Salma to join her desk with the pre-wives.
Juna and Gibran just nodded. After Ayra and Salma left the table, Gibran, who had been curious about Juna, asked in full detail.
"Who are you?"
"Husband's candidate is Ayra" replied Juna
"I don't mean that"
"I don't understand the direction of your question"
"OK, since I don't like your way, don't play Ayra. He's been through a lot in his life".
Juna looked at Gibran with a cold smile, for some reason he started to feel dislike for Gibran.
"You don't make his life any more complicated. Understand??, don't play him".
"Why not? Isn't that fun? The game is fun". Juna answered coldly.
"The game makes us laugh, do you make Ayra laugh?".
"You don't know anything about Ayra!"
"I don't know?.why should I know??"
"It's enough, it's not important to talk to you". Gibran looks upset and moves from his seat to leave Juna
Juna stood up and prevented Gibran from leaving. "Wait a minute, we're not done yet". Juna held Gibran's hand.
Gibran grew increasingly upset and clasped Juna's hand violently. Juna responds by pushing Gibran down, almost falling over. He quickly pushed Juna until Juna's body sat on a trolly for tableware behind him. A hotel staff tried to break up and the whole room looked at Juna and Gibran.
"Sorry" Gibran tried to normalize the atmosphere by raising both hands.
"I just slipped" said Juna
"Sorry.sorry"
Seeing the atmosphere that began to be conducive hotel staff who broke up then helped his colleagues clean up the messy eating utensils due to sitting Juna.
"You better follow my words!, do not play Ayra" Gibran told Juna with a face that still looks angry.
Juna brought her face closer to Gibran and said "don't talk too much, and smiled. I don't like your smile, from now on if you smile you die!!!" reply Juna with no less emotion.
Gibran, who was provoked by emotion, raised his fist towards Juna's face, but missed because Juna quickly dodged and hit back hard at Gibran's stomach, causing him to sit down. But he had not hit for the second time the people around broke up their fights and pulled Juna away from Gibran.
"Why are you Juna??!!" Shouted Ayra furiously, making Juna stop to attack Gibran.
"The man drank from my glass" replied Juna.
"He's not even sorry, it's a disrespectful thing Ay".
Ayra looked at Gibran who was just silent, Salma who was behind her looked confused and rubbed her husband's back to calm down.
He then looked at Juna again who seemed to relieve emotions.
"Gibran.Why did you drink from his glass?"
Gibran was just stunned and could not answer Ayra's question.
"Why should you drink from his glass??, why always drink from someone else's glass??. You should be ashamed and apologetic!!!".
"Why?....why??!!" An emotionless Ayra approached Gibran and pushed him hard. Juna then pulled Ayra to leave the place so that her emotions did not increase. "Sorry Ayra, I'm sorry" only those words came from Gibran who felt guilty about his selfish attitude.
