Marrying My Brother's Fiancee
CHAPTER 12 WAITING TO FALL IN LOVE
"Where's grace? said it came with grace?" sarah asked as she opened the refrigerator, taking out the cold juice.
While Dion was sitting facing a small dining table with only two chairs.
"He followed, he said, there is still business"
dion answered as his eyes fell on the package of food on the table.
Dion was still feeling tense with his meeting with Raka today.
The man seemed to harbor a sense of displeasure towards him.
But, normally, which husband is happy if there is a man who visits his wife's house.
But, according to Grace, they're not a normal couple, they don't really love each other, do they?
"Raka, your husband actually slept here?"
Dion looked up at Sarah who was pouring juice into a glass from her box.
"You think?" Sarah raised her eyebrows indifferently.
"But Grace said..."
"What does Grace say?" Sarah sat down while glaring at Dion.
"You and Raka are just married pretending.." said Dion hesitantly.
"Sttt...." Sarah put her index finger on her lips.
"No one should know about this" Sarah half-whispered.
"This marriage is only to protect my family and Raka's family from shame but I don't want you to bring this up again."
"But, Cay..."
"There's no buts! I just want you to promise me that I won't talk about my marriage with anyone!" Sarah spoke in a loud voice.
"Yes, but..."
"You promise me...!" Sarah raised her two fingers to the front of Dion's nose in a commanding tone instead of pleading again.
"Just calm down, Cay.I promise" Dion raised two of his fingers too high to calm Sarah.
Sarah smiled with a relieved heart.
"Cay, you don't love her, do you?" dion's gaze was full of searching.
"For when did I fall in love with him!" sergeant Sarah is upset.
"But she lives with you one house?"
"You think we're home?"
"So?"
"He was just dropping off my missed shoes"
"Oh...." Dion massaged his chest with a satisfied smile.
"Why indeed?" Sarah stood up to pick up the plate and moved the sushi, yakitori and tempura that she ordered from her favorite Japanese restaurant through the go food into the dish.
"Ah, no..." Dion chuckled, his tensed face had already turned carefree.
She has expressed her feelings for Sarah many times but the girl sometimes just laughs at her, as if her feelings are only a joke to Sarah.
And now, he had to make sure the girl could still have her, as long as she never loved anyone else.
About loving and waiting, Dion felt he was good at it.
Sarah opened the pizza box hut, while biting off a piece of her favorite supreme pizza, she stuffed the lasagna into the bowl.
"You haven't eaten yet, have you? come on, eat" Sarah put the plate in front of Dion.
"Cay..." Dion caught Sarah's fingers holding out the plate and looked at the girl.
"You're not really married to Raka, are you?" his eyes looked at Sarah with a pity.
"God, Dion.if I really marry Raka, of course I've already kicked her off. Meeting at night like a man with little work" Sarah pulled her hand with her mouth still chewing pizza.
Dion laughed as if so pleased with what he heard.
Before long the bell rang, Grace appeared with her cheerful face.
"Hallo baby, you're okay, right?" Grace hugged Sarah who opened the door.
"Last I saw you exchange rings in front of the altar, you're not okay" Grace laughed teasingly.
Sarah pinched her friend's waist in annoyance.
"Which ion?" Grace went straight in to greet Dion's cough from the dining table.
Sarah took the small chair from the corner and the three of them faced the table.
"I've eaten..."Grace had already refused before Sarah offered.
"But, a slice of pizza is fine" with his chuckle Grace took a slice of pizza from the table.
" Hey, Grace we gotta talk!" Sarah glared at Grace.
"Yes, what's wrong?" Grace grinned as she winked at Dion who was preoccupied with chewing sushi.
"What did you tell Dion?"
"Just ask the guy" Grace raised her shoulder as she turned her lips towards Dion.
"You don't need to tell Dion my and Raka's problems" Sarah protested.
"It seems like it needs a Sar..." Grace brought her face closer to her friend.
"Because if I don't tell you, someone hanged himself from heartbreak when he heard your wedding" Grace chuckled.
Dion pretended not to hear the two girls talk. He was busy putting food in his mouth.
Sarah raised her lower lip with a dead red face.
"Thumb...!" hit Grace's shoulder.
"Seriously, Cay.I'm almost crazy to hear you're married" Dion said softly.
"The two of you are in cahoots!" sarah's face was grim.
"Anyway, whatever happens no one should know, this marriage is pretending! Until I got divorced with Raka!" sarah said firmly.
"Well! you're getting a divorce?" Dion was torn between surprise and delight that he could not hide.
"Do you think I plan to live forever with him?" Sarah scoops the lasagna and throws the spoon she holds onto the bowl.
Recalling Raka's cold face made her really upset.
How arrogant the man was, even tend to impose his will.
Always trying to humiliate Sarah with all that attitude.
"I'll be waiting for you, Cay" Dion looked at the face of the girl he had always liked but never really responded to.
"Waiting for what?"Sarah glared at Dion, though,
"Waiting for you to love me" Dion answered with a serious face.
Grace chuckled at Dion's attitude.
"Come on, Yon.realistic little dong, the status is now the wife of the person you know" goda Grace.
"But she's not really someone's wife" Dion replied happily.
"But, I beg you to treat me like he really is his wife in front of the crowd, I have to respect this marriage even though it's not really living it" Sarah said.
They talked a lot almost until midnight. Grace and Dion return home.
...***...
Sarah looked at the dim ceiling of her room, suddenly she remembered Raka, she was really fed up with Raka's increasingly becoming attitude.
He thought he was always taller than everyone else. Trying to manage and control people as she pleases, Sarah pushes her legs in annoyance. Even in front of her guests, Raka acted like Sarah was nothing.
He still remembers the words of Raka,
"It turns out you're beyond my expectations, just plain looking"
Thinking about it makes Sarah blood-ridden,
"He thinks he has a right to judge me!" grunts Sarah in heart.
Sarah has never let anyone abuse her with words or actions.
And Raka with her arrogant style somehow makes Sarah always feel inferior.
Sarah promised herself that she would never let Raka insult her again.