The Rose of De Haas

Chapter 28: The Party

The car belonging to the De Haas family drove slowly, splitting the main road of the city of Batavia that day to the location of the building where the wedding of Greg van Marwijk friend of the Rose since childhood.

"Why is Greg getting married so soon?" The rose clicked bitterly, because then he would not be able to meet Greg at any time like before.

After all, everyone knows, Greg and Rose who have been friends since childhood so often they are often referred to as bloodless brothers.

Rose was actually happy for Greg's marriage to Stevi, the girl of his own choice but still he felt a little stuffy feeling that he could not express.

"Quick what? Greg is old enough and has a permanent job so getting married is a very natural thing," De Haas said calmly, while Mrs De Haas was just giggling.

Madame De Haas knew that her daughter must have felt a little jealous over the marriage of her best friend and foster brother which was quite sudden.

However, Rose still seems reluctant to say it to both parents.

"Huh, do I have to get married after school?" mawar asked with a sour face, making Papa and Mama could only chuckle.

"It should be like that, baby. You must not get married too late" replied Mrs De Haas gently, turning to Rose who was sitting alone in the back seat of the car.

The De Haas family car finally arrived in downtown Batavia, in front of the magnificent building where the wedding of Greg van Marwijk and Stevi van Berg was held.

It appears that people in neat clothes passed by in front of the building, alternately entering the building guided by several guests' welcoming committee.

"Welcome, Mr. Madam and Miss De Haas. Mr and Mrs Van Marwijk are waiting for you inside" said a handsome Indo-European-faced committee with a gentle smile.

The young man then drove the De Haas family into the building considering they were indeed one of the important guests in this event because of their friendship with the Van Marwijk family who were very close.

Ever since the De Haas family walked into the event building, people's eyes immediately turned to them automatically. The Dutch Mistresses in the building began to gossip, booing at the appearance of Mrs De Haas even though there was nothing wrong with the appearance of the charming Lady De Haas wearing the kebaya.

The reason remains the same, just because Madame De Haas is a native no matter how rich and successful she is, he was still wrong in the eyes of the Dutch who always considered the marriage between Mr and Mrs De Haas inappropriate.

Mr and Mrs De Haas who had gotten used to it all just walked over calmly, greeting back the Lords and Madam who greeted them. While Roses could only be silent, occasionally replying to the greetings of the few youths who were there with a single smile.

Of course, the young men were attracted by the beauty of the Rose which was very attractive and drugging. The young men even ignored the date they brought just for the sake of greeting the Rose in the hope that the girl would be interested.

However, Roses only treat them gracefully and show no sense of attraction. He continued to follow Papa and his mother and their guide to the place where Mr and Mrs Van Marwijk had been waiting.

"Welcome, Mr and Mrs De Haas. Let's toast to our son Greg's wedding" said Mr. Van Marwijk kindly, offering Mr. De Haas and Mr. De two glasses of the finest red wine.

"That's great, Uncle. You drink wine in front of me that is not old enough to drink," the Rose circus still with its soothing soft voice.

Mr. Van Marwijk chuckled, inexhaustible thought how could the Rose speak circus still with such a graceful speech.

"I'm sorry, my sweet child. You can go have a soda or another drink that is already available at the banquet table," replied Mr. Van Marwijk later.

The rose nodded. "then excuse me first, please all enjoy the drinks."

"Meet Greg after getting your drink, baby," said Mrs Van Marwijk, reminding her that again only replied with a nod by the Rose.

"Who educated the boy so that he could act so cold?" asked Mr. Van Marwijk while chuckling.

"Education from her Papa, of course," Madam De Haas said with a proud smile.

Yes, she knows that the princess only wayangnya is often a byword because of her extraordinary beauty and graceful attitude at the same time cold.

While the Rose is now the center of attention at the banquet table, the young men who have since noticed the Rose from a distance are now trying to get closer to attract the attention of a girl as beautiful as the goddess.

"Eum, hello, may I know what Miss's name is?" asked a handsome Dutch youth with reddish-brown hair while stepping confidently towards the Rose.

The rose gulped down a bit of his drink, glancing at the young man with a disinterested look.

"Are you really interested in me knowing that I am the son of a native woman?" ask Roses with calm water like a lake does not ripple.

The young man of course became clumsy after hearing the question from the Rose.

Clearly he did not expect that the Rose would respond that way, in contrast to most girls who would be misbehaved if greeted by handsome young men.

The rose watched the young man from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head, trying to scan presumably which young man came from which family.

A belittling smile then rose on the beautiful face of the Rose after knowing clearly who the old man was.

"Oh, I know, aren't you the son of Mr and Mrs Broughton who often demean others? Please remind your parents not to say anything more about my parents" said Rose firmly without hesitation.

The other youths who witnessed the shocking interaction also instantly became hesitant to say more words in front of the Rose. The girl was no ordinary Indo-European girl, she could even make Peter Broughton's famous playboy die a flea.

"If you really want to make me interested in you, stop playing with widows or innocent girls who don't know anything," hatch the rose as it passed after he saw Cecilion the lover coming to him.

Peter Broughton's face turned deathly pale, as Cecilion moved closer to the Rose.

"What are you guys doing? daring to tease my beloved," Cecilion said firmly with a sharp gaze like a pair of daggers, reminding the young men not to disturb the Rose.