The Vengeance Of Love

Chapter 19's

After doing yoga with prospective in-laws, Sherin took a short break from feeling tired. Sweat fell a few drops from his forehead, he wiped it with a small towel that had been given by Dina.

“Sherin, you are great. Mamah so the spirit of the sport continues with you,” chirped Dina, they have sat down enough and are now heading to the kitchen, Dina almost forgot the cake they made.

“I also get excited if yoga with Mamah,” Sherin gave a thumbs up.

They reached the kitchen, Dina breathed a sigh of relief because the cake was not burnt and would just ripen. The smell was so fragrant, Sherin closed her eyes to the smell that began to tempt her faith.

“Rin, the cake is beautiful. Although the first time it turns out you can,” praise Dina, Sherin also looks enthusiastic when the cake is placed on the tray.

The first cake made by Sherin.

“Oh yes, Mamah forgot to say, today Ravin is at home so please call him in his room, yes,” pinta Dina.

Sherin turns to her future father-in-law, only to find out that Ravin is home. After a short cradle Sherin nodded her head.

Dina already told me where Ravin's room is. Not far from where she and Dina yoga were. Arriving at the door, Sherin hesitated to knock. But, still he tapped to call the master.

Several beats with no sign of opening, Sherin gets a little upset. Boldly he held the door handle and opened it, this brown painted door was not in the key.

When Sherin entered apparently there was no one, her forehead wrinkled. Dina Ravin said it was here but where? Then his eyes were glued to one place, the bathroom with the door tightly closed, Sherin was sure Ravin was taking a bath.

Both of Sherin's eyes looked around the room, the room was gray and white, like a male room. From the front facing bed there is a balcony, to the left of the bed there is a table and a sleeping lamp.

Suddenly his gaze stopped on one object, next to the sleeping lights were several sheets of album. His feet approached and tried to see what the album was about. His heart rhythm was getting faster at that moment, he was fixated on staring at the music album and cassette containing Prisha songs.

Why would Ravin have this? sherin asked in his heart, shortly after that the bathroom door opened and Ravin came out from there with a towel limited to the waist.

Sherin and Ravin are both shocked, but Ravin quickly changes his countenance to become colder and angry.

“Why are you here?!” snapped Ravin.

Sherin swallowed her saliva with difficulty. “A-- I ..” Sherin was unable to speak, her lips locked and it was difficult to get a word out.

Sherin is not afraid of being caught entering people's rooms without knocking on the door, but she is surprised to see Ravin coming out of the bathroom using a towel without clothes. Obviously his eyes were immediately fixed on Ravin's plaid stomach, Sherin began to look at him and unconsciously shook her head and hit her own head.

“Otak! What am I thinking?” sherin's murmured softly, unheard by Ravin.

“Quick out!” said Ravin who was already feeling upset.

Sherin said she quickly exited Ravin's room. After closing the door, Sherin leaned back and held her chest pounding incoherently. I'm going crazy, he thinks it's fucked.

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“Vin, today you accompany Sherin, yes. Mamah wants to go to your papah,” pinta Dina.

They were sitting three at the dinner table eating a cake made by Sherin and Dina. Ravin nodded without resisting, Sherin was the same.

“Yes, Mom's leaving now. Surely your papah has been waiting from earlier,” he continued immediately stood up and left Ravin and Sherin both.

No one talked between the two, until Ravin said, “You're coming with me!”

“Where?” ask Sherin confused.

“Room,” reply origin.

Sherin glares in annoyance, reflexively taking a spoon on the table and throwing it at Ravin. The spoon hit Ravin's back until it made the man grimace softly.

“Mampus!” sherin Cibir.

“I'm just kidding, come on! I want to take you somewhere,” said Ravin kept walking away from Sherin.

“Where?” ask Sherin again, but the man doesn't answer. He continued to walk outwards, Sherin certainly followed him, he was curious about Ravin's invitation which was quite mysterious.

When Ravin gets in the car, Sherin will come along. He did not ask again because it was useless for sure Ravin would not answer. Along the way Sherin just stared at the window until the car stopped just when he turned his head.

Again Ravin did not answer making Sherin so upset. “Come with!” bring Ravin.

According to Sherin, he followed Ravin into a two-story house but not too big. The yellow gold painted house looks elegant. Without knocking on the door first, Ravin went straight in.

“Mana Dhafi?” ravin asked one of the servants.

“He is sleeping, Mr.”

“Sleep?” reiterate Ravin, his tone has changed and looks increasingly upset.

“Wake him! I had called but he said just come and now even sleep,” Ravin grumbled, they both sat on a sofa in the living room.

“Whose home?” Sherin was already itching not to ask.

“Home of my friend,” replied Ravin.

Shortly after that came out a man who was the same age as Ravin from a room with a distinctive appearance of waking up. The man walked towards them while yawning, Sherin spontaneously observed the man from top to bottom.

Sherin clenched her lips in laughter, how could it not be? The man Ravin said was his friend was currently unconscious of his own appearance. Random hair, light blue pajamas with doraemon image mounted on his body, one button up open.

Not to forget the dark blue feather sandals attached to both feet.

“Heh, Monkey! What time is it? Why did you just wake up and why did you come out dressed like that?” decak Ravin, he picked up a sofa cushion and threw it at the newly woken man.

“You who came to disturb, I am still sleepy .. ” replied the man, back yawning.

“I already called you and you said you weren't busy at home.”

The two people were fighting each other, while Sherin was just observing as if she was watching a show. Five minutes passed and all was silent, the man named Dhafi sat on the sofa right in front of Sherin.

“What are you asking to see me?” ask Dhafi.

“I want to ask for your help and treat the wound on her face,” point Ravin at Sherin.

Dhafi looked at Sherin, his forehead wrinkled and then said, “Who is he?”

“Person,” replied Ravin.

“I'm the one I know he's a person, really a monkey?” pissed Dhafi.

“You Monkey!” Ravin threw away a stale face.

“Creating what is it?” now that Dhafi asked again, he looked serious.

“His face is wounded, I want you to be able to heal it,” said Ravin.

“Face wounds on the left?” Dhafi asked Sherin who was answered with a nod of the head.

“I see the wound is not big, but it took a long time for the scar to disappear completely,” Dhafi observed the wound on Sherin's face, Dhafi is a dermatologist, d, he has been friends with Ravin since college.

“How long?” ask Sherin curiously.

“One month maybe, but I myself do not know,” Dhafi grinned after saying it. Sherin nodded with her head lowered, she breathed heavily because she did not expect it to take long to heal.

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