Red Rose-Love In Three Countries
Zohran family's
After Roy's car left, Yijia and Jhonathan went to Jhonathan's car in the parking lot, which was not far from where they were talking.
"Miss." said Jhon while opening the car door for Yijia.
Yijia was surprised, that the car in front of her was currently a Luxury Car "Land Rover" from British soil . Luxury car that like carrying a war car with the taste of King Car.
"Yes?" Jhon looked at Yijia who was silent.
" Are these your cars?"
"Yes, be it." said jhonathan softly
" Thank you." Yijia sat in the front seat, next to the driver's seat.
Then Jhonathan swiftly, helped to attach the seat belt to Yijia.
"An honor" said Jhonathan softly towards Yijia, looking at her face, until the two faces were close together.
Suddenly Yijia's face flushed red, her body frozen, not moving in the slightest .
Is.deg...
"what's this, ah what's wrong with me? doesn't it just help you put your seat belt on? why is my chest beating so fast like this" Inner Yijia.
"Ah sorry." Jonathan soon realized that he was too close to Yijia at this time.
"No, thanks for helping me." Yijia was timid, she kept her head down, not wanting to show her face which was currently blushing.
Jonathan smiled, he immediately straightened his body, and closed the car door.
Jhonathan got into the car, then began to drive his car after making sure the surrounding area is safe.
...
The atmosphere of the night in the City of London is currently very beautiful, the sky is bright even without the stars, but it really shines with the glittering light of colorful lights in each building, and there are many, it can even be said quite Romantic for Lover Couple.
Yijia quite enjoyed the current street scene, to distract her from the awkward atmosphere inside the car at this time.
Jhonathan was just silent, pretending to focus only on driving, he was confused what to say, only occasionally he glanced at Yijia, until the end he decided to speak.
"May I ask for your mobile number? maybe we could be better friends."
" Am sure."
Jhonathan thrusts his cell phone towards Yijia .
Yijia was shocked by the front photo on Jhonathan's cell phone screen, and saw a beautiful woman sitting gracefully with a boy.
" That's my mom."
" Are you right?" Yijia is shocked to see the young woman in the photo is actually Jhonathan's mother.
"It's so pretty." Admire Yijia
"Eh why is she so young" thought Yijia.
" Thank you, you're also pretty Yi." Jonathan smiled softly.
Again Yijia's face flushed red, hearing the praise of a handsome man, who would surely make anyone her girl, would instantly fall in love with her.
"Lord if this is a dream, please don't wake me up" inner Yijia.
Even so, Yijia felt amused why asking such a thing to God.
"Thank you, but Mrs Zohran is really pretty" Yijia said a little shyly.
"Who is the child next to your mother? is he your sister?" ask Yijia astonished.
"Don't the boy look like me?" Jonathan asked back.
"It was you."
"The photo was taken when I was a kid, it was the happiest times of my life" Jhonathan said.
"Just when Mom is by our side, even when the world collapses, we will still be happy when with Mom" said Yijia sadly, now she also misses her late mother very much.
"Is your mother gone?" ask Jhonathan.
"Eh...Is your mother too?"
"But even though Bibi loves me very much, but still will not be able to change the feelings of a Bladder Mother, like there is a lack of taste" said Jhonathan Lirih, think about how much she misses her mother right now.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"No, no Yi, don't apologize, I'm happy when I talk about it, there's a warm feeling when I remember it." Jhonathan smiled kindly.
"justified? good." good."
"Yes early I was sad too, but considering so many people around me, Father, Aunt, Grandpa who was so affectionate and always looked after me, I felt so grateful, she said, I don't want them to be sad because of me." said Jonathan
"You're so lucky to have those who have always loved and supported you." Yijia was pleased to see Jhonathan's Optimistic attitude.
"What about you?" Jonathan asked back.
"My mother was not with my father, when I was 19 years old, exactly one year ago, after they left, I had no one else" said Yijia Lirih, she felt very lost.
"Then what about Uncle or Aunt, do you really have no one?"
"So, at first I lived in Korea, there I only had my Dad's Grandpa, he lived with Uncle, I didn't want to trouble them, I didn't want to bother him, so I chose to stay here to study independently.
"But Mom's family, I don't know, I never told her" Yijia explained
"Where are they?"
"Indonesia, like Indonesia, I don't know." Yijia hesitated
"Have you never tried to find out?"
"I want to, but how?"
"Well, it's hard, because your mother is gone, but you take it easy, I'll definitely help you." promised Jonathan
"Thank you Jhon." said Yijia, smiling.
"I love to see you smile, so sweet." - Jhonathan
Yijia felt very happy to hear Jhonathan's praise, making her heart that had been bad now has improved.
And the originally awkward atmosphere was now starting to feel warm.
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* " Yijia Residence"
"Do you live here? "Jhonathan looked at the house of Jijiah filled with flowers
" Yes." Yeah."
"It's good that if there's anything you can call me, I'll be here soon."
"Sure, and thank you for driving me."
"Come in." Jonathan ordered Jijiah to come in
"And you go home, I'll come in after you're gone." I don't want to lose.
" Good night"
" Yes, good night."
Jhonathan smiled and got into the car, still looking at Yijia from the window of her car.
"Please be careful on the road" Yijia said, waving at Jhonathan.
"Ah am I dreaming? I was driven home by a wealthy prince. May it not be a dream that when I wake up all of it disappears." murmured Yijia
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" * Electronic Wallow Company * "
"Ah finally.."my niece." a middle-aged man smirked wickedly, holding a photo.
Seen in the photo where in his there is a young man who he calls a nephew, "Jhonathan Zohran" and a girl, which is none other than "Yijia".
"Dad, why do you look so satisfied?" asked a handsome young man who had just arrived, with white hair and beautiful blue eyes.
"ALEXANDR ZOHRAN"
