If Tomorrow Never Come
Chapter 25. Because I love you

Galuh clasped the phone tightly in his hand, staring at Reza with a tiger-like gaze ready to pounce on its prey. His breathing rose and fell rapidly, he did not expect Reza had contacted his family in the village without asking permission from him.

I hate that man for doing what he wants. And Galuh became angry, because the man had made his family in the village expect a lot of him.

“You know, Luh ai. Si Rika to betandik kehimungan mendangar ikam handak bulik here against the Reza. Last night Reza called me, bepandir against this. Betakun, handak brought by-by what jar crazy coming hit. Rika thenai answered her handak bag hanyar jar." (You know, Luh. Rika to prance around the pleasure of hearing you want to come back here with Reza. Last night Reza called, talked to Rika. Ask, what to bring if you come later. Rika says she wants a new bag)

Galuh clenched his feet in annoyance, glaring back at the man who stood casually leaning against the nearby wooden pole.

“Ma, please sign Galuh phone. Data parak runs out, Ma ai. Because Galuh is attracted by the pardon hp, pang amun kebesah.” I can't talk while whispering on the phone. (Ma, I'll call you later. The data package is almost out. Later Galuh scolded the same who had hp, later if the story said)

Reza frowned, trying to get closer. Curious at what Galuh and her mother were talking about on the phone, to the point that the woman had to whisper while talking.

“Haow, why? So rich businessman jar, data package hasa kada beisi!” mama's voice sounded from across there with a high tone of voice. (Why? He said rich entrepreneurs, data packages alone don't have it)

Galuh closed his mouth with one hand holding a laugh, he deliberately activated Reza's cellphone speaker in his hand to be heard by the man. Although he himself was not sure Reza would understand what he was talking about on the phone with his mother.

“That treasure beisi his brother, amun inya kada Ma ai. So Mama don't believe, this is to menebuwaow.” Galuh deliberately made Reza look like an ordinary person in the eyes of the mother, but it seems that the way it did not work. Evidenced by the validity of his mother before the phone call ended. (The rich man is his father, if he does not. Reza just loves to koar)

“But kadapapa or Luh ai, kada maybe his brother was a bediam. There must be a lot of legacy if the children, that's the comfort of besan sugih. Aspiring sugih also got us.” (But gapapa too, there is no way his father would just shut up. Must be a lot of inheritance for his son, that's the good thing to have a rich besan. We are rich too)

Oh my God! Her mother also began to wish she had a rich man. He glanced at Reza, then handed his phone back.

The man smiled slanted at him, kept his phone in his trouser pocket, then reached into his jacket pocket and brandished the little book he had taken towards Galuh.

The woman skimmed a large piece of writing on the front of the book, her eyeballs enlarged. A surprised Rona was clearly visible on Galuh's face, and immediately threw her face.

“I understand what you were talking about, because I have this. Banjar language dictionary! I've prepared in advance, because I know your family always uses your regional language when talking to you.” Reza chuckles to feel himself winning, “I was just curious earlier, because you talk while whispering.”

Galuh bit her lips, her cheeks met red. Embarrassed to be caught talking about the man's ugliness. “Seriously, Mister understood my talk just now?”

Reza nodded strongly, “I understand, and I must affirm you once again. I'm not just koar-koar ng rich people to your family there. I have my own business, and I am able to meet the needs of my own life as well as my wife later without relying on the property owned by my parents. I'll give you anything you want, because I can do it!”

“Because I like you, fall in love with you. And I'm not looking for a new employee let alone a date last night. I just want to marry you, and I don't want anyone else. I just want you,” replied Reza, and it is true.

Reza wasn't lying, he was telling the truth. He fell in love with a Galuh Nanda, from the moment he first met her.

“Why do you want to marry me so much, want to spend the rest of your life with me. What do you mean Sir, is there something you want to hide from me?” tanya Galuh demanded an explanation.

Their gaze met, Galuh raised one eyebrow waiting for Reza to answer her question. But the man just smiled meaningfully at her. “Because I love you. That’s all, there’s no other reason.”

Galuh was glued to where he was standing at that moment, those eyes telling him the truth. But he did not have the same taste as the man at the moment, perhaps exactly not yet. Maybe just a mere admiration, because of his handsome face and also his ideal body shape. In addition, Reza is also well established at a relatively young age.

“We go home,” take Reza later, disperse the Galuh daydream.

Reza took Galuh's hand and led him down the road. He paused for a moment, let go of his hand grip and then wrapped Galuh's shoulders as he passed through the crowd of young people playing guitar forming a circle near the campfire.

Galuh's heartbeat sounded tight in his ears, he could only silently accept Reza's treatment of him. Both of his cheeks were already reddened due to the touch of the man's hand on his shoulder.

It was difficult to think in such a close distance as this moment, as his body came into contact with the man's body. His long footsteps, made Galuh a little trouble following him.

When it has passed the small bridge that is on the side of the road, Reza automatically holds Galuh's arm. Guiding him to cross the road that looks crowded because of the number of vehicles that pass, to his parked car.

Galuh looked at Reza who was walking beside him, their two hands clinging to each other. He saw the man's lips smiling broadly as a car driver greeted him and teased him who looked so protective of the woman beside him.

Galuh blushed embarrassed to realize that, he wanted to let go of Reza's hand in his hand. "Master, you can take his hand off. I can walk on my own without being led like this?"

But the man did not heed his words, even more tightened his grip and put Galuh's fingers back in his jacket pocket. "Like this is better, and you're safer too."

When Galuh looked up to launch his protest, the man was staring at him and touching his forehead to Galuh's forehead. Reza's attitude seemed to affirm to everyone who saw the two of them, that the woman who was walking with him was his. Galuh became agitated because of it.

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