Replacement Boss In The Inn

85. Proposing

Ossa continued to feel unwilling and sad. Feeling Zoan playing with his heart, even though the man was unintentionally. Feeling false hope from him. All the good that Zoan has done so far is lost and only disappointment is left. But Ossa continues to be unwilling and does not want Zoan to be dumped just like that.

Ossa stood up and moved closer to Zoan quickly. Feeling the need to act immediately before the graceful woman arrived and lost the opportunity.

"Zoan Boss..Mas Zoan's..Hik,, hick, hik.." The plain girl who was in a frenzy had hit Zoan and hugged him tightly. Whining and crying are shocking. No matter his pride and shame.

"Ossa, what's wrong with you? Why is it like this, and why are you crying?" asked Zoan in confusion. Didn't expect that Ossa would dare to behave like that to her. But he was also hugged Ossa by patting his back gently.

"Boss Zoan, don't get married. Don't get married,,!" exclaim Ossa by continuing to hold tightly to Zoan's back. Still sobbing with a face on his chest of fragrance.

"Ossa, uh, Ossa, why are you,,??" talk Zoan to Ossa by patting him on the back.

"Don't get married,,! Don't marry people,,!" exclaim Ossa many times. The more his face sank into Zoan's chest.

"If you don't marry someone, then who will I marry, Os?" ask Zoan. The man understood and smiled now. Unexpectedly, Ossa had already expressed his feelings. Feeling amused by the way Ossa uncovers his heart.

"I cannot marry a chicken, a cow, or any other animal. It's the man I'm gonna marry." Zoan spoke while smiling widely.

"I mean don't marry anyone else. Don't marry that woman,,!" exclaim Ossa whining. Shame has been far slammed for the sake of the ego of his heart.

Tok..! Tok..! Tok..!

"Come in!" sahut Zoan exclaimed.Without gagat keep Ossa who still holds him.

It was Ossa who was panicking to hear it. Efforts to distance and detach from Zoan were futile. The man did not want to loosen himself.

Ceklerk..!

"Excuse me, Mr. Zoan.. Good night," a greeting from a woman in a melodious voice paddled him.

Ossa felt that the greeting was an official amulet and not from the mouth of a special dream woman. It was impossible for the words to come out of the mouth of a woman who was considered special. Immediately he pulled himself away from Zoan.

"Yes, good night, please," Zoan said kindly. The woman looked at Ossa and nodded while smiling warmly.

Ossa nodded back and smiled at the graceful woman. Zoan looked at him as well. The man was smiling at him. Ossa was getting confused at them.

"Please sign the order receipt.Here yes, mas," said the woman as she placed a small box on the table. Then stalling a sheet of paper on the Reizoan Azril.

"Do we need help dressing her?" ask the woman to Zoan. Looking at Ossa again with a sweet smile.

"no need. Thank you," welcome Zoan refused.

The woman nodded once more and then retreated. Say thank you before turning around and leaving.

"Ossa sit down" said Zoan. Take Oqtissa's shoulder and slightly push her into the chair.

"Why did he leave? How are you, Zoan?" ask Ossa astonished. Confused at what he had just seen. He was ashamed of what he had just done to Zoan. The girl was embarrassed.

"Ossa, explain it to me? What do you mean??" zoan asked Ossa with a smile.

"You're saying I can't marry people? Then who do you think I can marry?" asked Zoan, smiling. I love seeing Ossa looking down with a red face.

"Do you want me to marry you? What if you were the one I married? Can you?" Zoan asked with a thumping heart. Although I want to laugh and keep smiling, I feel nervous too.

"Mas Zoan tricked me? He said he wanted to propose to people" Ossa protested. His face had to be lifted as well.

"And you forbid, did you say you can't?" asked Zoan with a big smile.

"I, I am, I am caliph," Ossa said, sounding sorry and ashamed.

"Yes already, I'm following you. Instead, you're the only one I'm asking for" Zoan said. His hand picked up the box on the table and opened it. Then stood up and approached Ossa who seemed to be agape in confusion.

"Ossa, let's get married. Be my wife" Zoan said softly and raspily. Ossa's left finger had been grabbed and wrapped around him a ring with rapid movement. Fortunately, the ring ordered fits perfectly with his estimate for Ossa's finger.

Zoan did with a tense and hasty. Maybe far from the word friendly and romantic that seems.

"Actually, who wants Zoan's mas lamar?" asked Ossa with an excited expression of disbelief. Also glance at the ring on the ring finger that looks beautifully sparkling. The graceful lady earlier, apparently the introduction of the ring ordered by Zoan. And it was accompanied by a bodyguard.

"You. Just you," Zoan said as he sat back in his seat. Ossa was pensively looking at him with mixed feelings. Zoan was even raising his eyebrows repeatedly. It's like he's taunting Ossa on purpose.

Ossa turned his face in anger. A mixed rage. Between surprised, disbelieving, upset, feeling played, and very happy. Like an anxious dream on a pitch-night, but a happy ending.

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