My Lovely MUA
24.
Briana finally decided to go home. A few moments later, his heart felt troubled. Worried about Nevan's fate. In fact, at first he had decided not to care if the guy died or disappeared. He swore he wouldn't care.
But, the more thoughtfully his heart was in revolt. Rebellious wants to turn around. His mouth then turned to the driver. “Pak, sorry can we turn back to the place that was ?”
“Loh not be back, mbak ?” timpal the driver while glancing at Briana from the rearview mirror.
“Temen I missed there, sir. Sa-I will compensate you, sir.”
The driver nodded. Then his car turned back to the hills. Briana's feeling was already anxious, she was************** both her hands were nervous. He bit his lower lip, the feeling that was originally indifferent now became anxious. Briana cursed herself in her heart.
“Still, Sir.”
Briana hurried down, she caught a glimpse of Nevan's car still there. Briana momentarily breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he peeked into the car. But Nevan wasn't there.
He ran a little, his breathing was wheezing looking for Nevan on the edge of the ravine near his seat earlier. But Nevan wasn't there. His chest up and down, his heart felt tight. Briana realized that she regretted saying stupid words.
A little, a little, his feet were firmly planted on the edge of the abyss. Looking at the goods the time Nevan screamed for help. But, nil.
“Sorry me!” briana Gumam.
He then withdrew from the edge of the abyss, and sat on a long bench under a large tree. He took off his glasses and wiped away the tears that had fallen from earlier. “Gue did not expect you actually fell into the ravine.”
“Mbak, find the person who was yes ?”
Briana turned her head towards the source of the voice. Suddenly a middle-aged man approached her. The man drove her to a small white house. Not far from where he sat. Briana's mind raged. Did they find Nevan safe or even dead ? Really, Briana was very sorry.
“That friend mbak earlier almost fell into the ravine, fortunately can be pulled by the same citizens and visitors. If not, just name.”
Briana swallowed her saliva. Rubbing his face rough, and cursing himself.
“Stupid!” briana lirih.
Briana followed the middle-aged man into a small house. There are two rooms inside, with no doors. His hand flicked the red, floral curtains that covered the room. That's where Nevan is. Her clothes were shabby with a lot of subtle brown stains on her white shirt. His eyes are still tightly closed. He was laid down on a small bed that was enough for just one person.
Briana then reflexes. Smearing the black mane of the man she hated so much but on the one hand she also missed him so much. “Sorry,” whispered next to Nevan's ear.
Nevanpun smiled and pulled Briana's hand until her body collapsed on Nevan's chest.
“Gue sorryin,” reply Nevan while tightly hugging Briana in her arms. Briana wanted to struggle, but she could no longer.
Briana hears Nevan's heartbeat beating irregularly. He then pulled the corner of his lips until a slight smile was created.
“Go home, yuk,” invite Nevan who is still stroking Briana's brown hair.
Briana got up from Nevan's chest, sitting on the edge of the bed, without daring to face the man. His cheeks were hot, his heart was racing. Complete already.
“Ki-we're home, it's almost late malem.”
Nevan smiled knot. He got up and put his seat next to Briana. His head was positioned staring at Briana. However, Briana even melengos first.
Both of Briana's hands squeezed the edge of the bed tightly. His eyes flickered rapidly. Then he quickly ran out of the room. Nevan chuckles, and catches up with Briana out.
In the simple living room, a middle-aged husband and wife were sitting. Nevan thanked them both. Without their help, his life would have already been lost.
Nevan and Brian are on their way home. On the way, the two of them were busy turning to stone. Petrified alias.
“L-lo no driving, your hands or body do not hurt?” ask Briana. However, with a fixed face staring straight at the window.
“Ngak papa's. Why did you turn back ?” timpal Nevan is serious.
Briana's hand squeezed the end of the shirt she was wearing. “I-that's because my wallet missed in your car, ah that's why I returned.” he replied nervously.
Nevan glanced at Briana using her tail. The girl's hands did not stop squeezing the ends of her clothes. As if to know, that Briana was nervous. He immediately reached into Briana's hand and grasped it gently. His hands are wet, feeling cold. Nervous and the air conditioner in Nevan's car was too cold.
“Gue know you are worried, there is no way you stayin me so aja.”
Nevan smiles triumphantly. Briana is too proud to admit her own feelings. He then saw Briana's reaction, no rejection when her hand was held tightly by Nevan.
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“Sya, you have to eat, aunt already masakin your favorite food loh!”
Isyana just fell silent behind her blanket. Hair disheveled. His face was swollen, his eyes were swollen, since his marriage to Nevan was annulled, his life was chaotic. He was rebuked by Sir Christian for never being in the office.
“Tante, Isyana no appetite.”
Mira—manager as well as aunt Isyana— grunts as well. He wants to slap Nevan or just teach her a lesson.
“You can't believe it, Yes. Show me you can do it without Nevan. Or ntar aunty who rearranges your matchmaking with another guy,” said Mira.
Isyana shook her head strongly. He doesn't want anyone else but Nevan. He has been infatuated with Nevan since sitting on the Smp bench.
“No! Isyana wants the same Nevan!” isak Isyana behind the thick blanket. His hopes are high. However, Nevan easily decides to cancel her wedding. At that moment Isyana's heart was immediately broken into pieces without a moment of silence. What's more, the person Nevan has in her heart is Briana. her own favorite MUA. Even more make Isyana suffer and hate Briana.
“Judah deh, aunt will not maksa.”
Mira finally came out of Isyana's room, and immediately rushed out of the house to take a car.
Moments later, Mira arrives at a mansion owned by Nevan's parents. He had been holding back for a long time due to the actions of Xaquil's extended family.
“What Madam Xaquil there is?” ask Mira at the security guard post.
“There, please me drive you in.”
Without further ado, Mira stepped arrogantly into the luxurious mansion. He took off his sunglasses then sat gracefully on the living room sofa of the Xaquil residence.
“Wah, there was an uninvited guest apparently,” said someone from the second floor.
Mira rattled, her rival—Vivian— was staring cynically from the second floor. Right, from school to college they never get along. Entering the same department, fighting over the same man, until Vivian finally won. Making Mira hate Vivian even deeper.
“What's up, Mir ?”
Vivian went down the stairs, then sat down in front of Mira.
“I have no business with you, but I want to talk to Mrs Xaquil,” she replied.
Vivian raised her eyebrows one, “Oh, soon mama will be down. Take it easy, Mir said. We are friends.”
Mira screeched while throwing her face to the side for a moment. Friends ? Since when did Vivian become his friend ?
From the top floor, Mecca went down and for a moment saw Vivian and Mira as if they were fighting a cold war.
“Hai, Mira. Sorry to wait so long,” Mecca then hugged Mira.
“It's okay, Aunt.”
Mecca sat down next to Vivian. Vivian was still staring cynically at Mira.
“Just go, Aunt. I would like to say that Isyana still does not accept the unilateral termination of Nevan. I hope Xaquil's extended family can think of this marriage again,” said Mira mantab.
Vivian closed her mouth and laughed. “Where might Nevan want, Mira ?” Vivian chuckles.
Mira stared intently at Vivian, daring to underestimate her like that. It was enough for him to always budge in front of Vivian. Brash, he said.
“Vi!” jakak Mecca couldn't take it anymore.
“I'll talk to Nevan again. Maybe it was just his emotions for a moment. I hope you both understand, Mira. Give my regards to Isyana,” timpal Mecca with a soothing answer to Mira.
Mira smiled and cursed in her heart. Until Nevan rejects Isyana again, Mira will never forgive the Xaquil family.