The Vengeance Of Love

Chapter 44's

A beautiful dress has been attached to Sherin's body, Ravin's choice is always suitable for her. The man had no idea what size Sherin was. The girl spun in front of the mirror, her smile expanding feeling satisfied with the changes that had happened to her.

There was no sound of knocking on the door. “Non, Mr. Ravin is waiting below,” exclaimed a waiter.

“Iya, I'm out now.”

Once again Sherin looked at herself in the mirror, feeling nothing less immediately out of the room. Turn left to go down the stairs, under which he sees Ravin standing looking at him.

Ravin was fixated, his eyes constantly watching Sherin who had reached below. One word for Sherin, 'Beautiful', Ravin doesn't seem to want to take his eyes off.

“Why see me like that?”

“Hah? Why?” Ravin's dazed.

Sherin shook her head. “Already, we go now.”

After asking Linda's grandmother for permission, Sherin and Ravin go straight to the hotel where she had a party. Arriving there, Sherin and Ravin have been warmly welcomed by the party organizers, the guests have been present and the numbers are many.

Sherin puts her hand on Ravin's arm, seeing them as a matching couple. One beautiful and one handsome, complement each other. Plus their clothes are also very harmonious.

Along the way Sherin keeps smiling, there are cameras everywhere. “How long do we go home?” ask Sherin.

“We just arrived and you have asked us to go home at what time?” Ravin narrowed his eyes.

“I don't really like being here,” Sherin's excuse, but from a long time ago she didn't really like parties. His life is about work, after work and then sleep. Tomorrow work again and continue like that.

“To the front you will always be like this.”

“Ck! Bothering to me,” Sherin spoke a little whisper, she turned to the camera and waved.

Ravin shook his head, this is the life of celebrities, sometimes what is shown does not match reality. Although they do not want to smile, but for the sake of image, they are forced to do it.

It's been half an hour here, Ravin and Sherin are separated. Both of them are busy serving people who have many questions. Moreover, Sherin now gets a lot of offers on the job. Guaranteed in a short time Sherin will have a lot of money.

Sometimes Ravin glanced at Sherin who was surrounded by many men, whether young or old, handsome or ugly, not a few of them who liked Sherin. Ravin's hand holding a glass was crushed, it felt so upset to see Sherin surrounded by men who offered Sherin a cooperation.

“Pak!”

“Pak Ravin,” call one of Ravin's acquaintances.

Ravin flinched, he turned his head. “Ah, yes. Sorry I daydreamed.”

“It's okay, I know you're looking at Miss Sherin. You must be jealous, I heard you guys are engaged?” terka the man.

While Ravin was stunned, jealous? Ah, where possible, Ravin brushed off that fact. “Haha ..where there is I am jealous, I just want to make sure that he is okay. We are already engaged.”

“oya? When will the wedding be held?”

“Front month.”

“His cup is in a moment, I congratulate you. No one thought it turned out that your fiancee is a new artist in your company. Don't forget to invite me,” the man patted Ravin's shoulder.

“Sure.”

The conversation continued, Ravin no longer glanced at Sherin. Instead, Sherin continues to steal a glance at Ravin. The girl's lips pursed, feeling that Ravin did not care about her.

“Did he forget I was also here?” sherin's murmur.

He is still surrounded by some men, a bit uncomfortable actually but this is for the sake of work and money. Sherin had to. Once again he tried to smile when someone invited him to a toast.

In Sherin's hand was a glass filled with juice, not alcohol because Sherin didn't like it very much. Although several times there are people who offer, but Sherin refused subtly.

“Sorry, I'm allergic to alcohol,” so he said.

“Ah, what a pity. Though it is fun if you can drink alcohol,” said one of the men who had not long come and invite him to chat.

Sherin simply replied with a smile. After a few minutes he was finally free and not in contact anymore. But, the freedom he felt was lost when the person he hated the most came to see him.

“Night, Beautiful Miss,” greet Rainer with a meaningful smile.

Sherin sighed then rolled her eyeballs. “What?!” ketus Sherin's.

“No, along with the ghost,” Sherin wants to leave, but her steps are stopped when her wrist is held.

He looked up at Rainer. “Lease!” sherin said softly but very coldly. Rainer was stunned, he took off his grip and tried to keep smiling.

“Ah, sorry. Not intentionally,” he said as if feeling guilty.

Sherin feels like she wants to puke. He's sick of seeing Rainer's face. “I don't need your apologies, anyways you came alone? Where's brother? Oh yeah, he won't get an invitation, ups ... ” Sherin shuts her mouth.

“Oh yes, I also forgot, you guys even though you have an official relationship but not leaked to the public because Prisha has not died long ago,” Sherin smiled cynically, rainer changed his face after hearing Sherin's words.

As soon as Sherin left, her heart grew irritated after Rainer's arrival. It felt bad after meeting that man. Sherin sits in a quieter chair, her frustration growing when Ravin has not finished talking.

Unknowingly Sherin took the wrong glass, in front of him there are three glasses of wine with moderate alcohol content but can be intoxicating if not accustomed to drinking it.

“Bitter?” Sherin tasting, this taste is no stranger.

“Wine?” Sherin was flabbergasted, surprised to see the glass in her hand. He gulped a rough saliva, he had gulped more than three gulps, can be seen from the glass in which the contents were almost exhausted.

“After,” Sherin began to feel the effect, so rarely drink alcohol he could not if drinking even just one sip.

In the past, when as Prisha, once he tried to drink more than one glass and it turned out that the effect was quite good. Prisha vomited before going to bed and the next day will have a fever, after seeing the doctor turns out Prisha is allergic to alcohol.

Now, Sherin doesn't know if the impact will be as it used to be or if she'll just be a regular hangover. What's for sure is that Sherin's head is already pulsating. He incandescent temples to reduce the dizziness that attacks.

Elsewhere there was a confused Ravin, he glanced to and fro to look for Sherin's whereabouts. Just a moment ago gone, where is the girl?

The train is over and the night is getting late, it's time for Ravin to drive Sherin home. After walking around for a long time, Ravin finally saw Sherin lying her head on the table. Soon he approached.

“Sherin .. ” call Ravin but Sherin is unmoved.

“Sherin,” reset, but still the same. Ravin frowned, out of curiosity Ravin turned around and he saw Sherin asleep.

“Why can—” his speech stopped when the net saw a wine glass whose contents stayed a little more, then his head shook his head.

“Has right, already know can not drink instead keep drinking, fortunately not seen other men if I first can be serious,” grumbled Ravin.

He took the phone in his pocket and called Wildan. Ask the assistant to come in ten minutes. Had protest because it was given a short time even though Wildan had almost gone to dreamland.

Almost fifteen minutes later Wildan arrived, Ravin clucked in annoyance. “Telate five minutes.”

Wildan replied with a slightly dull breath. “Pak, the distance of my home and this hotel is far, I have tried speeding.”

“Already, you help me take Sherin home.”

“Lho? Why Sherin, sir?”

“Drunk.”

Kontan Wildan looked up at the glass that Sherin had been drinking. “Not drinking one glass is drunk?”

“Many ask! Quickly open the car door, let me carry Sherin. Oh yes, you said also the event organizer if I go home first, the reason is up to you.”

Ravin picks up Sherin, carries her to the car. Many saw, some were envious and astonished mixed in admiration. Ravin did not care, when he got in the car, Ravin put Sherin in the back seat. He wanted to move but even his jaznya in the hand of Sherin.

“No need to leave, Sir?” god Wildan, he just got in the car at the wheel.

“Already! Just walk,” Ravin's word while grunting.

“Where, Sir?”

“Ya home!” Ravin was upset by himself. Where he had difficulty moving, Sherin now clutched him tightly.

“Which obviously went home, sir? To Grandpa Sherin's house, to your parents' house or where?” drivers need certainty too.

Ravin thought for a moment, then he glanced at the watch on his wrist. It's ten o'clock in the evening, if she takes Sherin home to Haris' grandfather, afraid that grandma and grandpa will wonder what's wrong with Sherin?

How could Ravin have said Sherin was drunk. But, if he takes it home to his parents. So, where's she taking Sherin?