The Thornless Rose

Chapter 17's

Hearts are starting to improve. Just felt happy being loved by a man who is considered to be her first love of a daughter. Now we have to get back to a choice. Which if he chose one of them, still he would bear it all.

No longer want to give up, no longer want to be underestimated and just be quiet, he must also be firm. He no longer wanted to follow everyone else's will. It was time for her to resist and show her true attitude.

Well, in front of the man who in a few days will be her husband, the man who used to say harsh words to her, she took out everything that had been harbored all this time.

Clenched hands as strength, so as not to look hesitant or vibrate when talking.

Roses stepped up, approaching Rasya who paused his steps to turn towards his car.

"Never ask for things that make things difficult for others, all this time I've been silent, but if you don't want to marry me, tell your mama, she started it all."

Rasya breathed out.

"Whatever.means I will do it" he replied indifferently, he reached into the phone in his pocket.

"Hello... Princesses..."

"Yes mas" said the voice from his cellphone, sounding very spoiled, Rasya deliberately hardened the sound of his call.

Rose... realize what you expect?. The rose that heard that, tried to resuscitate itself.

"You're ready, I'll pick you up" Rasya even smiled very happily. He also turned off his call.

"I'm sure you can definitely get a better man than me, you're beautiful, from a rich family, I guarantee your family won't bear any of this." He saw a rose.

"So you assume everything? Rasya you really are a heartless man"

"What do you expect from this marriage, it's just my family's property, isn't it?"

"NONSENSE, watch your mouth, never insult my family?" The rose is ignited, he cannot accept, if his family is insulted.

Rasya smiled at "Otherwise?."

Plakkk

For the second time Rasya got a slap from the Rose, it seemed that the slap this time was harder than before, until Rasya's face flushed red, the Rose's palm imprinted there.

David who was in the car was jolted over what he saw, but he was happy, the Rose was no longer a weak woman. Even if he doesn't know what's going on.

"No wonder, the son of a famous businessman, highly educated, but can not keep a good word." Roses no longer control their emotions.

"So this is the true nature of a rose, it's fitting that your mother doesn't like you, Hem." The knot was at the restaurant a few days ago. Rasya smiled sneered, his left hand still holding the cheek that still felt hot.

"Never say things that you don't know are true events"

"And me too... Ora urus" Rasya poking right in front of the face of the Rose.

Rasya breezed away just like that, leaving the rose that was still stuck in its place.

His gaze was blankly staring at Rasya's car that was getting away, until the car was no longer visible.

Why is it that good fortune never stands with me, Lord.

The rose raised its head, trying to dispel the clear feathers that were about to fall. Why was the world so unfair to her, she accepted being exiled in her own family, trying to be patient accepting destiny, but why was even a good soul mate, not on her side.

Which man would know her, while she herself had no friends except Chio. Out of the house also only met Chio, always escorted, and always reported anything he did outside.

No Roses... no.. Do not let others laugh at the destruction of your life, has not papa now changed?. It is all because of your patience, without you doing anything, but Allah is very good.

Roses decided to return to his house, he paused to meet the Princess, because the Princess herself was definitely with Rasya.

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"Maas ...."

The princess approached Rasya's car which had just arrived at her house.

Rasya opened the windshield "Are you ready?" Look at the beautiful princess. The princess nodded in response.

"Yuk in." Rasya's orders.

The princess immediately got into Rasya's car, the fragrance of Rasya's perfume instantly burst out, getting into her sense of smell. The thing that Princess likes the most, though,

the aroma of wood, mixed with Mandarin oranges. The characteristic of that man.

"Where are you going?". The princess flinched, Rasya's heavy voice startling her who was enjoying the fragrance of her perfume.

"Eh... Princess wants to go to the Princess's parents' house". She smiled

Rasya scrunched his forehead. "The old man's house, didn't he say..."

"An orphan..." Sela Princess.

Rasya nodded "Sorry.

"Ia .. anyways Mas was strange, the phone without his name first, play directly want to pick up, the Princess did not have time to explain" the Princess snatched, his lips swung.

Rasya chuckled at her, "So where are we, beautiful princess?"

"Bragging". Princess, but I like this.

The princess also pointed out the direction where the destination was.

Rasya's car stopped at a public funeral. They go hand in hand, Rasya follows the steps of the Princess.

Stopping them at two adjacent tombs, the Princess sits in the middle between the two tombs. Rasya stood up, watching the Princess pray fervently, I don't know what the girl read, because the Princess did not make her voice. Rasya read the names of the two, and he kept seeing the dates of their deaths that looked the same.

His heart throbbed, he could not imagine how the Princess who was left by a very meaningful person at the same time.

In his mind, did he just express his feelings? never mind, seeing the Princess living alone. Struggling alone to meet his needs, at his age which is still quite small. If the Princess lives with him, then, the Princess no longer needs to, slam the bones, because she will meet all her needs.

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