Twins A And Miss Cheriwis

Chapters. 446

"Do you feel uncomfortable coming here?" ibra asked Zia.

At the moment, Ibra and Zia are in the mall. The man invited Zia to go to the cinema after lunch.

Zia only smiled slightly, wanting to say 'yes', but was afraid of disappointing Ibra.

"If you feel uncomfortable, I'll take you away from here" Ibra said.

"No, I'm not papa. I'm just nervous" said Zia.

"Why bugup?"

"Emm, i---"

Ibra crouched down in front of Zia, looking deeply into the eyes of the girl who had stolen her heart.

"Emm, I won't force you, if you feel uncomfortable, Zi. And I will take you to the place you want to go" Ibra said gently.

"really?" ask Zia slowly.

"Huum, tell me, where are you going?" ask Ibra back.

"Honestly, I'm actually not comfortable in a public place, Bra. I feel like the people around me are looking at me with pity. I don't want to feel sorry, Bra. I-" Zia hung up her sentence, the girl's tears that welled up in her eyes finally fell down on her cheeks.

"Hey, Ziaa ..." Ibra reached out her hand to wipe away the tears that had soaked Zia's smooth cheeks.

"Don't cry" beg Ibra.

"I-I'm not crying. I-I just ... Hicks ... My tears just come out on their own, hiks .. I'm not crying" Zia said with a sigh.

Ibra clasped Zia's hand, as if giving strength to the girl.

"You're not a weak girl. You are a strong and carefree girl. I beg you, give me back my cheerful and cheerful Zia, "please return Ibra.

Zia raised her gaze, looking at the gaze of Ibra's eyes that were staring straight at her eyes.

"I came back here, just to meet you, Zia. I beg you, let me see your cherry face," pinta Ibra. "I'm sorry for making you sad, but please don't cry."

Zia wiped away her tears with her one free hand, the girl smiled at the man who was already kneeling before her at this moment.

"I'm sorry" said Zia, feeling guilty.

Zia was silent for a moment, until finally the girl said she wanted to go to the beach.

And, here comes Ibra and Zia. The ancol beach.

The man pushed the wheelchair that Zia was sitting in, staring out at the sea with a gust of wind blowing.

"You likey?" ibra asked Zia.

"Huum, it's been a long time since I've been here," said Zia as she let out a long sigh.

"Thank you for bringing me here, Bra."

"I'm happy, if I can make you happy, Zi."

"You know, if you've been to the beach, it feels like all the burdens on the shoulders, just let go." Zia looked happier than before.

If only Ibra knew from the beginning if Zia likes the beach, maybe from the beginning he had invited Zia here.

"Ah yes, by the way, why are you so quick to return to Papua?" asked Zia who had turned her head towards Ibra.

"Because my work is not done there."

"Oh, so ..."

Zia looked back at the ocean.

"Zi, I know it's too soon. But, I don't know why I feel like I should say this to you."

Zia turned her head back towards Ibra, the girl frowning her forehead looking towards Ibra who was back on her knees before her.

"If I return to Jakarta. Will you marry me?" pinta Ibra showed me a ring in her hand.

"I know in your heart there is no love for me. But, can you give me a chance to be your life companion, Zi?"

Zia was silent, the girl could see from the gaze of Ibra's eyes, if the man was truly sincere with his words.

Should Zia accept Ibra's offer?