Waiting for your Love to Grow

What's My Wrong

"Miss Nabila, Mr. Denis asks you to come to his desk now", Arsyad's voice is slow but still heard by people who are like Nabila.

"Didn't you see, I was eating. If he wants, wait for me to finish my meal first", replied Nabila without looking at the Arsyad behind him.

"Mr Denis asks now, miss. If she wants to, she can bring her food and eat it at Mr. Denis's table", Arsyad pointed her hand at her boss's desk.

Nabila stopped eating and then put the spoon and fork roughly on his dinner plate to make a sound.

Everyone at the table seemed shocked by Nabila's response, but did not dare to comment. They continued to eat, but not with Nabila. He was forced to walk to the table where Denis was.

"So soon finish your meal, then go back to the office. Your food will all be paid for by the young master", Arsyad ordered to Nabila's friends without moving from the beginning of the establishment earlier when calling Nabila.

With a pouting face Nabila pulled the chair in front of Denis then sat down and placed both hands on the table, he turned his face in the other direction because he was reluctant to see Denis.

Denis saw all Nabila's behavior was just squinting. He slowly threw the food menu list to the front desk of Nabila.

"Order!"

"Didn't you just see, I just ate?", just glanced at the menu list in front of him.

" From here I can see that you left your food that you haven't eaten. Hurry up and order or you'll keep me here!"

Nabila roughly opened the menu list on the table, then Denis called the waiter to record the order and Nabila.

Soon their order came. Denis ate his food immediately. Denis had eaten a few tablespoons of his food, but Nabila had not eaten his food at all.

"Eat, if you don't eat, I won't continue the conversation you asked me at the office".

The threat from Denis turned out to be quite effective. Nabila immediately devoured his food until it ran out.

"Hurry to say what you want?", while putting the glass that is half-full.

"As I said before I want to propose to you to be my wife", while looking at Nabila flatly.

"If that I knew. All I want to know is what you're aiming for?", a little irritated.

"My goal is to make you my wife".

Denis's answer made Nabila even more annoyed. He decided to stay still, while playing a spoon on his empty plate.

Denis' words made Nabila stop playing the spoon.

"I'm sorry, how could I possibly accept someone to marry me while I don't know him and he doesn't know me, and certainly doesn't love each other" Nabila looked forward, but not toward Denis.

"The important thing is that you accept me, the other thing you don't have to think about"

"I'm sorry, I still can't. Just find another woman who can comply with your wishes", Nabila lowered her head deeply.

Brakkkk......Denis kicked the table in front of him, making Nabila shocked and raised his head.

"As far as you are. You may reject my proposal, but you must bear the risk.

Nabila stood up from his chair. He meant to get out of there. But Denis' voice surprised him.

"Don't go and stay there, I haven't finished talking!", Denis' voice filled with anger.

Nabila sat back in his chair.

Denis took out a photograph from his suit pocket and placed it in front of Nabila. I was surprised to see that photo. The photo was of her mother's bakery.

"El's bakery, I can easily destroy him or Fendi Fahreza Dahlan, I can make him live a miserable life" Denis said those words with great emphasis.

Hearing Denis say, Nabila was sad and very angry. His eyes started to glaze over but he tried to hold it back because he didn't want to look weak in front of Denis.

"What do you mean by all this? Is it my fault that you did this to me?"

Denis just kept quiet to hear the question from Nabila. He refused to answer those questions.

because he never got an answer, Nabila chose to stand and leave the place. He left without looking and said anything to Denis. Denis did not forbid him to leave.

All the way from the restaurant to the office, he kept his head down. Sometimes he rubbed his dripping tears that he could no longer hold.

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