
Berliana ate the food given by the housekeeper greedily without being separated.
For a long time he did not taste this kind of food. The last time he tasted food like this before he was carried away by the Pohan family.
Finished with his meal, Berliana washed the dishes and dirty glasses he used.
Although someone will clean it, but Berliana still clean her dirty dishes and cups.
If Berliana is eating with food that is so missed, different from the atmosphere in the big house Brow.
Lady Deborah deliberately invited a woman whom she thought was very worthy of her firstborn son.
"Finally you come too dear" said Miss Debora with a sweet smile, welcoming the arrival of the right person for Zion according to him.
"Sorry Aunt, Mila is a little late" said the woman, Sharmila who is usually called Mila.
"It's okay baby, Zion hasn't come" said Madame Debora attentively.
Sharmila who used to be called familiar Mila. He was the only child and heir to the Barata family fortune.
As the sole heir, of course, has a nature and attitude and intelligence that is quite extraordinary. It's just that Mila is a very ambitious person.
Still 24 years old he can control a fairly large company. Even the Papa strongly believes in the ability of his son that can not be doubted.
Madame Deborah took Mila to the family room and there Mr. Matteo or papa Zion was sitting relaxing.
"Night Om" greeted Mila with a warm smile and a fairly gentle voice.
"Night" replied Mr. Matteo as he looked towards Sharmila.
"Pa, call Zion. Tell him to come quickly!" the orders of Madame Deborah who was upset her eldest son had not yet come.
While the distance of their house with Zion's house is not so far and only a few blocks away.
"Another turn on the road" said Matteo.
He did not dislike Sharmila, only he thought what if his father or great master Brow knew if the wife was trying to match her son with another woman.
While his son already has a fiance who is very liked by his father.
Thinking about it, made Mr. Matteo just exhale violently.
"What's the matter Pa?" madam Debora asked with a confused look on her face when she saw her husband exhaling violently.
"It's okay Ma" said Mr. Matteo with a smile as he looked at his wife.
Not long after, they heard the sound of a car stopping in front of the house and it was Zion who had deliberately arrived late.
Because he was so lazy to have to wait, let alone that person was not important in his opinion.
"Well, it must be Zion!" exclaim Miss Debora with pleasure. The long-awaited child is finally coming too.
Zion entered the house and went straight to her parents.
Without greeting Sharmila, Zion immediately sat on the sofa.
"Zion, look at Sharmila who is waiting for your arrival" said Mrs Deborah.
"Why?" asked Zion in a nonchalant tone.
"Based on you, Sharmila came all the way here because she wanted to see you" said Madam Debora in a loud voice.
In the eyes of Zion, Sharmila is a beautiful, independent and hardworking person. But somehow he is not interested in Sharmila. Although they were friends as teenagers and their families and Sharmila's family were close enough.
They were at the dinner table and preparing for dinner together.
"Pick up some food for Zion, honey" Deborah told Sharmila as she finished filling her plate.
"Good aunt" said Sharmila happily.
With a sweet smile, Sharmila gave some side dishes and directly put them on Zion's plate.
Zion was just silent without making a sound, only her eyes glanced at Sharmila who looked happy to serve her.
"Eat" said Sharmila, giving the plate to Zion with a sweet smile.
Without saying anything, Zion just ate her food as well as the others.
"How, good not the chicken side dish? It was Sharmila who cooked" Madam Debora said proudly.
"If Sharmila becomes your wife, you will never go hungry again. Because Sharmila will happily cook for you" Madame Debora continued.
Hearing his mother's words made Zion look at her mother and continue to look at Sharmila who was beside her.
While Sharmila was just silent and subdued, she really could not hide her happy face and shy face. When he heard about being Zion's wife.
For a long time he had kept his taste for Zion, it was just that Zion's flat attitude made it quite difficult to get close to the man.
Zion finished her dinner faster than the others. He did it because he was too lazy to listen to the words of his mother who always said that Sharmila was very worthy to be Zion's wife.
Without saying a word, Zion passed and stepped towards the side terrace and sat there quietly while looking at the expanse of roses planted and cared for by Luna.
Lazarus and Luna could not come to the main house. Because they have an appointment if tonight they will stay at the Luna residence.
"Do you have Zion's problem?" sharmila asked who deliberately overtook Zion and was fully supported by Madame Debora of course.
"Nothing" Zion replied briefly without looking at Luna who was already sitting next to her.
"Why come here?" zion asked as he glanced at Sharmila.
"I just want to accompany you, who knows you are having problems in the office" Sharmila said in a soft voice.
"I'm engaged" Zion said in a cold voice.
"What do you mean?" tanya confused Sharmila.
"I'm engaged to another woman" Zion said, revealing a ring on her left ring finger.
"What?! How is that possible!" sharmila said with a surprised face.
"Why don't I know, why don't I hear your engagement information? Who's that woman?" sharmila asked with a single breath, even her voice which at first sounded soft. Now it turned into a resolute voice, even his two hands clenched perfectly.
"We were betrothed" Zion said casually.
"If I can't cancel this engagement, then I will do everything in my power that you yourself will cancel" Zion said in her heart with a faint smile.
"Listen Zion, I've liked you for a long time. So while your status has not been someone else's husband, then I will try not to have anyone else have you but me" Sharmila said firmly.
Hearing Sharmila's words, Zion only smiled cynically. This is what makes him dislike Sharmila. He is ambitious and always demeaning to others.
"Whatever!" said indifferently to Zion and immediately left Sharmi who was still breathing hunting.