The Perfect Happiness

S2 - Eps 94

Clara POVs.

While in the jewelry store, Haikal immediately looked around some of the contents of the storefront there. I just walked in his steps. Then she asked some kind of jewelry to the clerk who recognized her.

Yes, the officer did recognize him because the officer immediately greeted him and followed him. The staff looks beautiful and friendly too. With formal but sexy clothes, I think.

I was grieving as soon as I saw the officer close his shoulder, as if he wanted to squeeze on Haikal. His voice was also like made-up, his tone was intentionally softened. How spoiled is that. I'm just sick of seeing that.

I sighed and then moved away from them, turning towards the provided sofa by the side of the shop. Sit and watch them from a distance.

Fortunately I'm not Haikal's girlfriend, try if I'm his girlfriend. It must be upset to see such an aggressive woman approach him. And Haikal just kept quiet to see the woman who was adorable.

Before long I also saw the woman touching Haikal's chest from a distance. It was as if he was holding Haikal back from getting out of there. And unfortunately, she had not realized that I was no longer standing by her side.

"Damn it!!" muttered.

Being bored, I finally took my phone, played it. Checking my Instagram account. I focused my eyes on the phone, instead of me focusing on seeing Haikal laughing with the clerk?

Why would he take me for a walk to this mall?

If the reason to accompany him on the road is okay, I can accept.

But if to see all that, why try?

The female employee continued to explain the details of the jewelry that Haikal intended, but occasionally slipped a teasing sentence. Fortunately Haikal only responded with a smile.

Loh, why do I feel like this?

Why would I even feel annoyed to see him being teased by that woman?

Damn, what is this feeling?

I immediately shook my head, brushing aside this thought. After all Haikal is not who I am, why would I bother to think about it? I better get back to playing my phone.

I tried to turn my attention to the snake games I deliberately played with fun on my phone. Suddenly I was shocked by a leg. I straightened my head.

"Why?" I sniffed at the cold guy who took me to this store.

He opened a small box and asked me what I thought of the contents inside. It contains a single diamond-styled ring with a simple but elegant model. "Good." I said simple.

Without a word and an expressionless face, he turned around and returned to the window table that was originally in his place. Talk to the flirtatious lady there. I'm back to grimacing.

Haikal like this is what I like, making me feel challenged to melt his cold heart as cold as ice blocks. However, the one who was this afternoon made me feel more comfortable.

Before long, Haikal approached me again. Then said to help her pick out a nice ring. I would like to comply with his request. God fucking.

***

We both sat in one corner of the coffee shop. Face out. And as before, Haikal chose what I would drink and what cakes I deserved to eat. He threw the cake dish in front of me.

Without saying anything, he just looked at me as he licked one of his fingers that was hit by the cream from the cake. I'm watching.

I'm actually afraid to approach men, because I'm afraid to lose too. But when she hugged me the other day, I felt something different. I don't know what it is.

"Why?" tanyanya brief. That simple sentence was thrown out of his mouth, but it made it hard for me to answer.

He pulled out his phone and played with the rectangular thing, ignoring me.

I threw my gaze out the window, staring at the twilight sky that had started to turn orange. As if giving warmth to a heart that is adoring.

My mind drifted back, imagining how old I would be? Imagine what if I couldn't get through my old days?

It felt like having a husband who loved me to death. Enjoying a sense of loyalty that shackles our hearts to stay together. Faithful though death do separate.

There is no such thing as faithfulness even though death separates. Where is a woman or a man who will stand alone, if left his partner closed his eyes?

They will definitely find a replacement partner as soon as possible. So that the sorrow can be covered.

Hypocritical if someone says willing to be faithful until death. Especially if a man. Usually if his wife dies, it will automatically start hunting again. Looking for a woman who can be preyed upon. Well, preyed upon to be a wife.

That's what keeps me from always closing myself to men. It is difficult to find a man who can be loyal even if left by a dead partner. What kind of mind is this? It looks like this brain is too far away.

I regained my senses with the warm cup of chocolate that Haikal had ordered for me. At first I saw that he was busy with his phone.

I asked him if he was not busy at the moment, so he could linger here with me. But he only answered by shaking his head. No voice, not just to look at me.

Suddenly it crossed my mind. If it suati when I have a husband, will he pay attention to me? If I get sick, will he take care of me? Then if I were no longer in this world, would he remain faithful and choose not to remarry until his death to pick her up?

But suddenly, Haikal asked me something. A question that never crossed my brain before. The question also made my brain seem to stop thinking for a moment. Question ... entahlan, I can't seem to answer.

"If one day you get married, what kind of husband do you want?"

Dugnwg ...

Dugnwg ...

Dugnwg ...

My heart immediately beats with its fast. My mouth is too thick to speak. My eyes can only look at him.

'What kind of question is this? Do I have to answer?' my inner.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, the air seemed to disappear, unable to breathe. My hand that was holding the cup became tighter. Many times I tried to blow my eyes. Just trying, who knew I was in dreamland, because it felt impossible if the question came out of his mouth.

However, Haikal instead advanced his body. Stooped his head with one of his hands on the table. His sharp eyes looked at me with eyebrows that he occasionally moved. He's waiting for my answer.

"Mmm .. ma—meaning gi—gimana?" I asked back to him.

But he just returned to give that sweet smile. A deadly smile capable of hypnotizing my body soul. Her smile that made me think of her all day.

I threw away my eyes, so that my nervousness would soon disappear. But it felt free, because suddenly, both hands cupped friendly both hands that still hold my drink cup. Getting nervous.

My heart rate is really getting faster. Especially with her hand touching mine.

Not long after, Haikal rogoh pocket his pants, then took something out of there and put down a small box that I had recognized. Then thrust the box in front of me, right next to my hot chocolate cup.

I'm flabbergasted.

"I can't be romantic or do romantic things. I also can not do scenes similar to films or soap operas that make baper. I just want this love, so you don't want to marry me?" Haikal pushed the small box back and opened it.

I increasingly gawked at the final sentence he said, coupled with the small box in front of me, which slowly opened and increasingly shocked me half to death.

I can't explain how I feel right now, it feels so fast and so hot. With all the events I've been through. A drop of tear, now it is ready to plunge spray from the corner of my eye.

There was a feeling of happiness, but there was also a feeling of fear in my heart. Doubt and hesitation in making the next move. Making the decision to answer questions of a nature that binds me for life.

What about the asthma I have?

What if I leave him someday?

Will he be faithful? Stay alone until death picks him up too?

My brain is getting better at thinking, making my chest tight. I'm losing control. My eyes became shadowed and then with a breath that stung, the air as if thinning I could not breathe. Then I fell and it was dark.

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