The Love of the Deceiver

Chapter 25 - Still Trying to Match Up

Before moving to the house built by Dito, the two also lived temporarily in the residence of his parents Nadine.

As soon as she arrived, Rita welcomed the arrival of her youngest daughter with a hug. "Mama, I miss you so much."

"So, Mama's too much. Nadine was gone a day already missed. How many years abroad I never said that" said Naysilla.

"You're the one who insisted you want to go to school and work there. Why blame Mama?" Rita protest.

"Ma, brother, don't argue. You are not ashamed to be seen by Dito and Troy" Nadine said.

The two women looked at the man behind Nadine and smiled grinningly.

"Sir, I'm going back to the office!" pamit Troy's.

"Wait!" call Rita.

Troy looked.

"You have lunch here with us!" take Rita.

"But, Mistress..."

"Come, Troy. Don't resist!" dito.

Troy finally agreed.

All five enjoyed lunch together without Malik being in the office.

"Troy, this is all Naysilla cooking. Since overseas she became independent and very good at cooking," Rita boasted her daughter in front of her assistant daughter-in-law.

"The man who married her is very lucky" he continued.

Nadine and Dito merely gave a smile, while Naysilla endured the embarrassment.

"Nay and Nadine are different but we both love them very much" Rita said.

Troy just smiled thinly.

"Do you have a lover?" ask Rita to Troy.

"Mama, why ask that?" reprimand Naysilla with a soft tone of voice.

"Not yet, Madam." Answer Troy.

"It just so happens that Naysilla hasn't" Rita said.

"Troy's near someone, Ma." Dito finally spoke.

"really? How's people? Is it prettier than Naysilla?" cecar Rita's.

"Ma, let Troy explain" said Naysilla.

"We're just friends, ma'am."

"Oh, just friends. But, I hope not to get too close to him," said Rita.

"Ma, why don't you keep her close to other people?" Naysilla was getting upset.

"Let her be close to you" replied Rita.

Naysilla is kneading her temple.

After lunch, Naysilla approached Troy, who was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!" call Nay.

Troy turned his head and removed the handle of the car's knob.

"I'm sorry about what Mom said."

"Mrs didn't do anything wrong, miss."

"Eh, he means the word about our arranged marriage plan" explained Naysilla.

Troy just smiled thinly.

"Mama likes that...." Naysilla was speechless as she was very nervous talking to the man in front of her.

Troy still heard Nay's words without interrupting.

"Sorry again!" Nay lowered his head.

Troy moved his chin.

"I'll excuse you then, Miss. Good afternoon!" Troy opened the car door and passed.

Naysilla took a breath and exhaled.

"You guys are so close, yeah!"

Naysilla was shocked to hear a voice from behind her.

"Mama, Brother Nay wants to be betrothed to Brother Troy!"

Naysilla opened her eyes and looked back, looking at her sister.

"My husband, Brother Nay wants to scold me. Help me!" Nadine said spoiled and teased her brother.

"Nadine!" pekik Nay's.

The sister laughed off.

Naysilla wanted to pinch Nadine's cheek but the woman rushed off.

"Observe you, yes!"

Nadine laughed.

"Nadine, Nay, you're all grown up. Why is it like a child chasing?" tegur Mama Rita approached her two daughters in the living room.

"Sir Nay wants to torture me, Ma." Nadine said with a smile.

"Hey, you're the first one that bothers me!" Naysilla won't lose.

"What did Nadine do to you?" Rita looked at her face before her eldest daughter.

"I'm just saying that Brother Nay likes Brother Troy," replied Nadine with a satisfied smile.

"I never said I liked it" Naysilla said.

"Today say no, who knows tomorrow will change" Nadine said.

"Mama's happy if you like her" Rita smiled.

"Ma. don't be horrified said Nadine," said Naysilla.

Dito appears in the middle of his wife's family.

"Honey, Brother Nay likes Brother Troy. Do you agree that they are serious?" Nadine looked at her husband.

"Of course, I'm glad that papa's assistant is married to my sister-in-law" Dito smiled as if he was teasing.

"You guys, that sucks!" Naysilla left with a red face in shame.

Undeniably, if it is close to Troy his heart beats faster. Instantly a sense of nervousness and reluctance to perch in his heart.

In the room Naysilla took a slow breath and exhaled to calm down. Eliminate feelings that are difficult to explain.

"He has a lover, I shouldn't expect more because it will hurt!" muttered.

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That night, Troy came to Malik's house. Surely at Dito's orders that he buy her a bouquet of red roses.

As soon as the house seemed quiet there were only a few employees who happened to pass by and greet him.

"Is Mr Dito home?" ask Troy to the waiter who opened the door.

"Mr Dito, Miss Nadine, Mr and the Big Lady are out, sir."

"out?" Troy scrunched his forehead.

"Yes, they're going to Miss Nadine's house-in-law."

"Then this flower?"

"Miss Naysilla is there, sir. Let me call you!"

"No, thank you."

"I'm sorry, sir!" the maid's maid.

Troy picks up the phone in his pants pocket and calls Dito before he closes his call.

A few minutes later, Naysilla, in pajamas, without makeup and hair on a dipper, came down to Troy.

"Make, Miss!" giving a bouquet of flowers.

"Make me?" Naysilla looked puzzled, though her hand had hugged the bouquet.

"Yes, Miss. I was told by Mr. Dito and his wife to give this to you."

"Nadine said that you would leave something for them" Naysilla said.

"Said Mr. Dito, this is a flower for Miss."

"They're really dizzy" Naysilla grumbled.

"Then, then...."

Troy's phone rang as he was about to say goodbye.

"Hello, Mister."

"But, Mister..."

Call ended.

Naysilla was still standing watching the man before her.

"I was assigned by Mr. Dito to look after Miss."

Heh.

"I'll be here until they get home" Troy said.

"I don't need company, anyways in this house don't live alone."

"I'm just running errands, Miss."

"What else are they planning?" Naysilla.

Troy sat down on the chair on the porch.

"You just sit inside, I can't accompany you with this outfit on the outside."

"I'm here, Miss."

"There's no way you're alone while I'm inside. Come inside!" bring him.

Troy still refused to go into the house.

"You don't have to worry, inside the house it's not just me. There's a waiter, too" explains Naysilla.

Troy finally wanted to be invited to sit in the living room.

"I want to put this down!" showing flowers. "And have the waiter make you a drink" he continued.

Troy nodded.

After laying the flowers, Naysilla sat down with Troy. The two face each other and are silent.

The waiter brought 2 cups of warm tea.

"Please drink!" said Nay.

Troy took the teacup slowly sipping it, put it back down and lowered his gaze.

Nearly 10 minutes into the silence, Naysilla finally asked, "The woman close to you at my sister's wedding is your boyfriend?"