Not a Great Wedding
28. Decisions
Stella brushed Daniel's jaw, looking at Daniel's sleeping face.
A week after Leo quietly came to his room, Stella was convinced to forget her past story with Leo.
Stella wants to focus on living her new life with Daniel.
"Maybe soon I should tell Daniel about my relationship with Leo. But what if Daniel gets angry and leaves me?" Stella continued to monologue in her heart.
"Why not sleep?" Daniel suddenly woke up.
"Huh, Ti-nothing, I'm just not sleepy yet." Answer Stella.
"Sleep, you'll be sick!" Ask Daniel.
"Yes." Yeah." Stella lay down with Daniel's arm on which she had a pillow. Stella scratched her face at Daniel and fell asleep.
The more days, Stella felt increasingly agitated. He was afraid that the day Daniel knew everything and left him would come.
The thought of it made Stella feel no appetite, and have a hard time sleeping.
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"How's it?" Leo asked as Stella was about to go back in after driving Daniel to work.
Stella is not going to tell Leo.
But Leo clutched Stella's arm.
"let go. What are you doing?" Exclaim Stella
"Just calm down, there's nobody here." Reply Leo casually.
"But I shouldn't have acted like this to me." Stella grunts annoyed.
"I've been waiting for answers from you for days, but you've been ignoring me." Leo was getting tight on Stella's arm.
"Leo, I'm your sister's wife. You must realize that!" Stella said with great affirmation.
"But you don't love each other. My brother loves Shanum and you, you still love me, right?" Leos.
"Enough Leo. Even though we don't love each other yet, we do appreciate each other." Stella said as she removed her hand from Leo's grip.
"Find another woman, and assume the relationship between us never existed." Say Stella again when she's a little bit away.
"But Bang Daniel will definitely leave you, if he knows everything!" Daniel Exclamations.
"No problem. Even if Daniel will divorce me. For now I'll try to be a good wife to her." Stella Steady.
Stella went back to her room. He took his little bag, he was going to Daniel's office.
Leo is on holiday today. Stella doesn't want to be home for today.
Stella got off soon after the cab she booked arrived.
While from a window Leo stared at Stella leaving.
After traveling, Stella finally arrived at a two-story building, the building where Daniel arranged his dream.
"Can I help you?" Said the office receptionist.
"I'd like to see Mr. Daniel Pratama" Stella replied.
"Have you made an appointment before.?"
"No, but just tell me I'm Stella Fransiska." Stella did not say she was Daniel's wife, because she wanted Daniel himself to publicize their relationship.
"Well," the receptionist contacted Daniel to see if Daniel wanted to receive the guest he was in.
"Good ma'am, let me drop off." Said the receptionist.
Stella follows the receptionist, who shows her where Daniel is.
It's the first time Stella has come to Daniel's company.
"Come in" cried Daniel as he heard the knock on the door.
Stella appears behind the receptionist's back.
Stella was afraid that Daniel would be angry because he had dared to come to her office.
"You can go back to work." Get Daniel to the receptionist who delivered Stella.
"Good sir."
"Wait Lula!" Daniel called the receptionist who was about to pass.
"Other times if he wants to go to my room, I don't need permission. Because she is my wife" said Daniel, who is now near Stella.
Daniel rubbed Stella's cheek, making Stella moved.
"Brother Wife?" lula replied astonished.
"Yes, she's my wife" Daniel answered, embracing Stella.
"Good sir! Then excuse me." Pamit Lula's.
"I thought you wanted to keep our marriage a secret, so I didn't say I was your wife." Stella.
"Why should it be kept secret? we're legal to be husband and wife." Daniel pulled Stella to sit on the couch.
"By the way, you've grown up coming to my office once?" Daniel asked while smelling Stella's hair.
"At home there's nobody, instead of getting tired of being alone mending I came here right?"
"Yes, you can come here whenever you want." Said Daniel who has now kissed Stella's neck, making Stella goosebumps.
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