
Chalvin was surprised to see Darren standing at the door of his room. Even the man's hand was holding his cell phone.
"It's your phone, right?" ask Darren while handing over the phone.
Chalvin nodded. "Ah, yes, I had a chance to go back to Karen but I forgot to take it," explained Chalvin who sounded condescending from his tone.
Darren handed him the phone, saying, "You want to make coffee together, don't you?"
"Can too. We haven't talked in a long time, have we?" Chalvin immediately accepted Darren's invitation.
On the other side Karen meets Oma Belle. Unexpectedly the thing that Oma will discuss is about the marriage of Chalvin and Nadya.
"Gini loh Oma that want Chalvin with Nadya was quickly married. Can't you help me talk to Nadya? You guys are cementans, right? If Chalvin still wants to mess around, while Oma is already the same Nadya."
"Oma aja know brother Chalvin kayak still want to mess around, why did Oma even make him marry? What if brother Chalvin can not be responsible later," replied Karen.
"Well, you're talking about that? Don't you don't like Chalvin getting married!" cetus Oma Belle who suddenly looked windy.
Karen gasps over Oma Belle's accusation. Though he was only worried that Chalvin was not sincere or just toying with Nadya.
"Bu–not that Oma!"
When Karen tried to explain, Oma Belle instead moved from her seat and quickly opened the door of the room. Sheila, who was leaning against the door, fell right in front of Oma Belle. It turned out that the girl was eavesdropping on their chatter.
"Well, you're nagging, huh? Want to be a secret agent?" Oma Belle tapped Sheila's ear. In addition to often being live CCTV, this old man does have a high alert soul defeating combat soldiers. That's why he can protect Sheila.
"Ih, Oma, people just happen to pass by as well" Sheila denied while breaking away from the jewel of Oma Belle.
"Karen, we'll talk tomorrow. Oma's not in the mood," said Oma Belle as she exited the room.
Since Oma had left, Karen was about to leave the room.
"Basicum sasimu! Here you want!" cela Sheila as Karen passes in front of her.
Karen stopped walking, then turned to Sheila. "Who are you saying you want to?"
"Yes, who else has a husband, but still has a crush on his cousin!" Sheila turned her eyes up.
Karen widens her eyes. "So be careful, yeah! Don't cake the trash!"
"Oh, yes, I forgot! Chalvin's fake girlfriend is your friend! He must have asked elo for help to find someone who can cooperate with oma's lies."
Karen doesn't understand what Sheila says. He returned to the room with his curiosity. He took his cell phone and called Nadya. At his insistence, Nadya finally admitted that their relationship was a fake. Chalvin just asks her for help to avoid an arranged marriage from Oma Belle.
"I'm just like Chalvin, but my feelings for him are real. Not pretending." Nadya said in a soft tone.
"It's good, dong! It means your relationship has a chance to be real."
"No way, Kar. I clap one hand. Chalvin's sister .. likes someone."
Nadya flinching for a moment. Because, he knew very well the hidden feelings that Chalvin had for Karen. However, how could he possibly leak it.
"Honestly, Nad. At first I was the one who disagreed knowing you were dating Chalvin. You see, Chalvin's brother was eleven-twelve with Farel about his playboy. But if you know Oma likes you, I'll support you to make Chalvin fall in love with you."
"I don't want to hope, Kar. It could be near him to make me smile, really. Anyway, I have what it's worth to be liked back. You know for yourself, she knows that I'm ...."
"Ssttt .. don't think about it. I'm sure Chalvin is open-minded. I'm pretty close to him. From now on, you follow my tips. I'll be the love-broker for you both."
***
Darren and Chalvin sit on the side terrace while enjoying a thick treat of black coffee. For a moment, they simply sat down without anyone opening the chat first. A cigarette was tucked in between Chalvin's fingers, which were then tucked into his lips. His right hand took a lighter to light the nicotine stick.
No one knew that these two handsome men had just been struck by the restlessness of each other on their chests. Darren is worried about the closeness of his wife and cousin, while Chalvin is worried about his feelings that have not faded.
"Where is Karen in the office?" ask Darren.
"According to the cave, he has a passion in this field. He also understands marketing. The cake after finishing college later may be a cave recruit as a cave staff."
"I didn't expect our girl type to be the same." Darren was suddenly.
"I mean you?" chalvin asked with a face that looked stiff.
"What do I mean? Unless you have a different interpretation of my sentence just now." Darren looked at Chalvin seriously. Looks like their opening chat was just to test his cousin. It seemed that it worked because he could see the change in Chalvin's expression.
Once speechless, Chalvin then said, "Lu must be surprised at the cave dating his friend Karen."
"It's not about you going out with Karen's friend, but I'm surprised your type has changed."
"Your type also changed, right? Did a Darren suddenly marry his student if not betrothed?" sindir Chalvin while smacking cigarette smoke casually.
"Keep, what is the reason you're dating my student? Avoiding a match?" Darren strikes back.
Chalvin smiled thinly without saying a word. It seemed like he couldn't dodge Darren's guess. This made Darren start to believe that what Sheila said was indeed true.
"Vin, I'm just telling you, you can't and can't lie to Oma. Also, don't play with people's feelings. Okay, maybe there's an agreement between you and Nadya, but what if she secretly likes you?"
"Silently likes people .. Is that a problem? Can't we secretly like someone?" reply Chalvin while looking at Darren. The direction of the chatter of the two men today is getting thicker like the coffee they drink.
"No problem, anyway. But it will be a problem if you insist on having," Darren replied to Chalvin's gaze flatly.
Chalvin's face changed instantly. Somehow, the sentence that Darren threw seemed to give a punching slap to him. It was as if the man was softly warning her.
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