Chapter 19

Finished with her breakfast, July rushed to her feet. Grabbed the sling bag, then grabbed it. "Let the tray Ica carry."

"It's okay Miss, I'm going to go downstairs." David answered.

David was about to reach for the tray, but as soon as his hand touched the tray, July called out of him.

"Don't worry you will get dirty. Let Ica clean up."

In the end David couldn't argue with that. Seeing July who had walked out of the room. David rushed after her.

"Icaa!!"

The scream made David suddenly cover his eras. His position, who was walking behind July, had to bend slightly to hold back the shrill voice,

Unlike Ica, instead of panicking or surprised like Mara, who seemed to also heat July's screams, Ica actually smiled happily. The loud call Ica was voice that had been missing for a long time and in the end God gave the opportunity to hear it again.

"Yes,Miss!" said Ica. The apron which still wrapped around the body, he took off and then draped it on the back of the chair.

Not caring about Mara strange gaze, Ica just chucked and then ran over to the loud voice maker. Even Ica looks like a child who was called by her mother because she will soon get ice cream.

"Yes, Miss." Ica was still grinning. July would know. "Can I help you, Miss?"

Behind July, David was standing perfectly again. Slightly shifted, David noticed how happy Ica's face was.

"It's okay. I just need your help to clean my room," said July with a smile. His index finger pointed to the top floor where her room was.

"Ready, Miss!" Ica stomped one foot followed by a palm landing on her forehead in a salute.

"Why is she?" David muttered to himself. Seeing Ica so enthusiastic when serving July, it seemed strange.

"Come on, David." July walked in first.

"You freak!" David spat at Ica before following July who had walked away.

July was already sitting in the car without waiting for David first. It was only after a few seconds later that David followed into the car.

"Do you have class today, Miss?" asked David, putting on his seat belt.

"No I have no intersest in going to collage. The people there have rotten hearts," joked July. One hand patted her slightly wrinkled dress. "It's not a ll bad, just some of it."

"I know Miss." David smiled. Slowly the car has started to move at a moderate speed.

"Where are we going?"

"Take me to my studio. I have something to explain there."

David nodded, as soon as the car on the highway, David started the conversation again. "It seem that Miss has started to forgot everything?"

Unknowingly, the two corners of July's lips pulled into a smile. Inside, may be David was muttering. Wondering why David had only recently been able to see how beautiful the smile of a woman named July was.

"I'm trying. It's also hard for me." Clearly depicted on this beautiful face, there is a glimmer of pain that is still implied.

"Just spill it. If you keep holding on to it, the pain will continue."

July then turned around. She shifted her seat to face David. "What do you mean?"

Still focused on driving, David still showed a smile. "Don't keep the matter Miss alone. Try telling someone. But remember, make no mistake about finding a place to share your feelings."

"For example?" in fact, this chat became an opportunity for July to steal a chance to look at David's face.

Didn't answer right away, David was focused on driving because the car was passing on a fairly busy street. It was only the road had loosened up a bit that David began to move his lips in explanation.

"Tell me about Miss is problem with your parents."

July then pursed her lips, pulled her body and then shifted to face the front again. "Why parents?" suddenly feeling lazy just appeared.

"Of course because they are people who love us very much."

"Is it true?" July sneered. "I guess that's wrong." Looking away as if not agreeing with David's words.

"Why doesn't Miss agree? I think parents are the best place to share love."

"Oh, yes?" July's eyes squinted with the corners of her lips raised. " Then, what if our parents never have time for us?"

Deg! David just remembered the condition of July, which had broken closeness with her parents. That July was not very close to his parents. That's because they various businesses outside the city.

"No matter what happens, parents are the right palace to talk."

"But not with my parents. They are too busy with business matters to pay no heed to me." Her voice suddenly felt hoarse. Throat becomes tight as if dry.

"I know. That's why I don't blame Miss if you don't want to share my heart with your parents. But at least don't keep everything to yourself. Perhaps, Miss has someone to talk to."

Tossing the strands of hair that had brushed his cheeks, July looked grinning, her elbows rubbed against his nose followed by a strange snort. "Should I tell you? You are the one who is close to me right now. Is not it?"

"If you believe me, I'm ready to be your place to dump your anxiety. Whenever you need me."

One palm landed covering her mouth which let out laugh. "Are you sure? Do you remember that we never talked before? How can I believe that you can accept my heart's outporing?"

Right. Trusting someone is not easy. A friend who is called a friend can sometimes easily betray. Hoe about someone who's only been hanging out for a few days? Can it be trusted?

"Do you think, me is an untrustworthy person?" David asked.

July then lifted both shoulders with pursed lip tightly. "We don't know each other, do we? We never even shook hands exchanging names."

"Then let's get acquainted." David gripped the steering wheel, then his right hang extended past to ward July. Of course still trying to focus while driving.

Again July laughed. He chuckled as he tossed his long hair down. "Are you serious?" looked at David still outstretched hand.

Glancing away, David nodded. His hand was still outstretched hoping July would grab it soon.

"Okay..." July shook the her hand.

"I'm July. Nice to meet you." Speak still laughter.

"I'm David. Nice to meet you too."

Both hands are gone. Looking at the street, July seemed to be smiling. "Then you don't need to call me Miss. Just call me July."

"Okay...." raised both eyebrow in agreement.

"One more thing..." She said in a serious tone. "If I share with you, will you do anything for me?"

David look focused. July glanced but didn't seem like David wanted answer.

"Aren't you ready?" widened her eyes, then July snorted.

"Anything for lady, I will di." David answered.

"Anything?" July confirmed once again.

"Yes. Anything." Nod firmly.

Only then did July pull her back against the seat wall. There was a clear grin full of meaning on his face. David didn't care. Whatever happens, David has vowed to always look after July. Promise according to the wishes of Mr. Jordan and his father.

"Whoa! It's already very crowded huh?" July muttered with one corner of her lips raised.

Not ar from his car, which was now moving slowly, reporters from various TV stations had already filled the studio yard.

"What is this, miss? Why so many journalists?' he asked.

In front of the door, four people were seen approaching July's car, which had pulled over. They are ready to help July get into the studio easily without being reporters prematurely.

"You'll find out later."

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