
A week has passed, Shirleen and Jason are busy being new parents, Jason really keeps his promise to always be by Shirleen's side, making Shirleen so happy.
Morning Jason school as usual, after school he will stop by for a while to see the baby, after that he went to the office to work, the night he always tried not to go home late, he always tried not to go home late, he would take turns babysitting with his lover.
Actually there is also Ipah who is still working, but as usual he will come once in the morning and go home when the Young Master has arrived.
Shirleen is putting her baby to sleep when Ipah suddenly knocks on her bedroom door.
"Miss, there's a Great Lord who wants to see you" said Ipah from across the door.
"Yes for a minute..." Shirleen opened the door, then she ordered Ipah to put the baby to sleep, she would meet her future father-in-law first "What Mama Mila is also here" she asked.
"Sorry Miss, no, the Great Lord just came alone" replied Ipah.
Shirleen frowned, what was it Mr. Ardian wanted to see him alone, what was looking for Jason, but he knew his son was still at school at this hour.
He stepped his feet into the living room, sure enough Mr. Adrian was sitting alone while playing his phone.
"Morning of the afternoon Pa.." said Shirleen carefully because this was an unusual meeting. As much as possible, he looks ordinary.
"For Shirleen" replied Mr. Adrian, a look of doubt enveloped his face at this moment.
"Tumben Papa's here, what's up"
"Actually Papa here there is something you want to convey, both of you and Papa"
"I mean Papa ?"
Somewhere else...
In a luxurious house how many months he had left, a girl was staring at a room filled with photos of someone.
After going through a long thought, today he decided on something in his life.
Three large sized dus already near him, he began to take all the photos in the room then he put in the big box, there is no sorting for him all these photos are worth throwing away.
He does not want to dissolve in sadness, he moves quickly, no longer want to just look back at the photos that he collected in recent years.
For him staring at the memories would only deepen his pain in his heart.
Tok to tok.
The sound of knocking on the door of the room stopped his activities.he cursed in his heart, who was bravely visiting, had he not just told his assistant to say that he was not home, whoever he is he doesn't want to receive guests right now so don't ever bother him.
Chequek...
"What the hell is Bi, if there are guests will just say I am not home" he said without seeing the perpetrator who knocked on the door earlier.
"Oh yes, it seems that the current miss does not want to be bothered yaaaa"
Deegg, that voice he recognized. Even every night he dreamed of the voice accompanying him.
It seems like this is crazy, even the guard guards just feel like him.
It turns out he thought this man in front of him was Mr. Maman the security guard who worked at his home.
Shakira rubs her eyes, but her obsession with Roy is so burning that everything about Roy is so attached to her. Including his vision that began to fantasize again, it was Roy who was in front of him now.
"Are you going to keep standing at the door like this ?"
You, he called me you, he was so brave to me, or maybe people don't know that he's here.
Shakira again rubbed her eyes, sure beautiful and narrow-eyed handsome face that was always adored by her was right in front of her now.
By gathering courage, Shakira put her index finger on Roy's chest. Apparently she is still not sure, she just wants to make sure the man in front of her is real or not, it could be that after a few months this house he did not live in, a homeless ghost felt he had a chance to inhabit his empty house.
And maybe the ghost is disguised so the man doesn't know himself.
"Eeehhmmm, satisfied to touch me ?"
Shakira jumped in shock, what the hell is this, it turns out she's real...
Duh dead me, you idiot why touch it like that...
"What are you here for ?" shakira asked ketus, as much as possible he removed his awkwardness.
"I want to give you this" replied Roy, then he presented an invitation card wrapped in red paper, looking simple but elegant and did not reduce the impression of luxury.
"What's this.." It feels like a big rock was dropped hitting his chest hard, don't tell me Roy's getting married and inviting him, don't you please don't.
"It's an invitation, are you stupid that kind of paper must be an invitation card"
"Sweet, you know I like you and you're innocent enough to invite me, hey man, don't know yourself if you feel so handsome enough in the world that you can invite me, God, God, why can I like you too" Shakira has lost her mind, she does not care to reveal that she likes Roy, her anger is almost at the top, a little more surely Roy will come home in a state of terrible torn by him.
"Whatever, I just feel like I have to invite you, whether you like it or not is up to you" said Roy, he understood the pain must have been experienced by this girl in front of him. However, soon he will be happy even though he has to sacrifice Shakira's feelings.
"Buck, motherfucker, get the fuck out of here, you don't know yourself.." maki Shakira, her eyes start to glaze over.
"Yeah, just relax, I'll definitely go..." Roy passes leaving Shakira who looks still in her shocked mode.
But his footsteps stopped, as he realized he needed to say something. "Oh yeah because I'm afraid you're throwing away the invitation, I'd better invite you over verbally, next Sunday at the ARAD hotel at seven o'clock in the evening, I can make sure you're coming" Roy said.
"Cuihh, just dream there, why would I come if it would just make me sick, you think I'm stupid" he said, then closed by slamming the door of the room roughly.
You'll definitely come, see...
Seriate...
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