[Note] A Perfect Marriage

Refusal

..."In fact, emotions don't make you calmer, but they can make you lose a lot of things."...

Love raised his head, opened his eyes several times, dammed the clear liquid in his fertilizer that was trying to squeeze out. He did not want those precious tears to fall, even if it was just a speck. He doesn't want to be weak like he used to be. He was no longer the Love that used to always beg for love from the man who was kneeling before him.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me. Please give me a chance once. Please, just once. I promise I won't let you down again, hmm?" please the Throne gaze upon Love expectantly.

The man's eyes were already so puffy. But the clear liquid still remains faithfully flowing into the river on his cheeks.

Love stared at the man who was the father of his children. He was truly unlike the Throne he had known before. The throne is full of authority and has high self-esteem as if it has been lost. The man looked more like a beggar begging to be pitied. In the end, Love's defense broke down. Clear curtains flow from the net. No. gabe. He did not want to forgive the man, only that his heart felt increasingly tight and painful. Should he be this bad?

"What do you want?" Love opens the mouth.

"No. I don't want anything. I'm just gonna give you all my life. Please don't walk away from me anymore" the Throne pleaded with sincerity and earnestness.

Laras just stared pityingly at his son. He would not defend his eldest son. Reducing sins is not easy. It may even hurt more than the sins he once committed. He is well aware of what Love is feeling. He had experienced the pain his former daughter-in-law felt. Everyone could only be silent. No one wants to interrupt.

Silent love. I don't know, his heart is in a mess right now. He wanted to answer no, but it would feel very evil to keep the child and the father away. If he did, it would be difficult for him to have any more contact with the man who once broke half his heart. His eyes closed, and tears rolled down the back of his son's hand.

The king looked up as he felt the warm liquid flowing through his smooth skin. Her mother was crying. The boy quickly turned his head towards the Throne that was right in front of his face. He looked at the grown man boldly.

"Om evil! Just go! Don't hurt my mom!" the King's cry pushes the hand of the Throne at his mother's feet.

The throne returned. The boy's impulse was not energetic and could not move his burly hands. However, it could so easily break the heart of the Throne. Grievous. So poignant. That sound so stifling. Om? Wicked?

Everyone stared at the two with bitter eyes. If the Echoes had lost only one kidney, it might have been no more painful than the Throne now seemed to have lost all its organs.

"Your mama!!!" The queen shrieked loudly to make everyone flinch. The throne even rewinds its body, away from Love.

Love frowned when the sound of the little girl's cry felt deafening her ears. Hurriedly he stroked her daughter's cheek gently.

"Yes, Honey. I'm sorry, mama?"

Love kisses the Queen's forehead. Guilt overwhelmed his heart when he saw his two children. They shouldn't be in this kind of situation. Those children were not yet the time to listen to this pitiful conversation.

"Ah, Dear .... You guys wanted to eat chocolate cake, right? Auntie's got chocolate cake, looh. There's vanilla and strawberry flavored ice cream, too" persuaded Nara to keep the two boys. He saw the uneasiness on Laras' face. Nara could not bear to see her mother-in-law had to return sad abandoned by her grandchildren.

The two twins did not flinch. She hugged her mother without looking at anyone.

The throne stared at the back of his son. Yes, he already believed that the two twins were his children. There was no more rebuttal from Love, and her mother also gave a faint nod when she asked the question. The throne hesitantly reached out, touching the King's hand with his fingertips. But alas, the boy quickly shook his hand without turning his head, to make the hand of the Throne fell. In the end, the Throne could only grasp the air with a broken-headed heart.

Baras heaved a heavy sigh. His son now looks very sad, even with his ex-daughter-in-law. They are holding back their own pain. There's nothing he can do. But a little, even if it was just a speck, he wanted to help his son.

"Darling oma, oma has a small police motor, lohh. Oma also has a Transformer robot that can turn into a car. The king won't look?" Now Laras is in action to persuade both.

"Oh, yes. There's a big barbie house, there's also her makeup tools. The queen sure likes to eat chocolate inside Barbie's house, right?"

Hearing the word robot made the boy timidly turn to Laras. With the Queen. The two continued to stare at Laras who was smiling brightly at the two. Laras nodded quickly, assuring the two that he was not lying.

Basically they are indeed small children in general, who will easily get into the sweet trap. They turned their eyes to Love, asking for consideration from the mother. Love just shrugs shoulders while pulling the corners of her lips down.

The twins returned to look at Laras after getting a response from his mother. Yes, they know, they were given the freedom to choose by their mother. They already have a strong inner bond from birth, evident when both respond to the call of the barrel. They simultaneously shook their heads. Love was even a little stunned by their answer. They rejected something they liked so much, it was a rare moment.

"Don't be sad, Auntie. They just need time, and also this is too late, surely they will not be the spirit of play," said Cinta who saw a disappointed look on the wrinkled face of Laras.

Love glanced back at the wall clock in his right corner. Time has shown nine o'clock over thirty minutes. The kids also yawned several times. Usually they have played on the island kapuk at this hour.

"Don't go" the Throne's on its knees. He gathered all his courage to hold Love.

Love again throws a cynical look at him. "Do you want them to cry all night because they're afraid of you?"

The throne shook helplessly. Yes, he's already given a very bad first impression on his children. Somehow he was stuck in a bad situation every time he met the most important people in his life.

"Tomorrow Love will bring them to meet, Auntie. Aunty need not worry," said Love turned to Laras.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course, Auntie." Love smiled gently at her former in-laws.

Now he again glanced cynically at the Throne. "stand. I can't stand if you sit there."

The throne heavily rose from its seat. Staring at Love who looks hard to stand while holding his daughter who is no longer small. Meanwhile, the King got off the bed and stood at the side of Love. The boy was really mature. He did not whine at all for having to walk, while the Queen was always in the arms of Love. He knew very well that his little sister was very cunning and timid.

"I will help you carry it," the Throne hesitantly bargained.

Love gazes doubtfully at the words of the Throne just now. "Just try if you can," replied Love while slightly advancing the Queen's body firmly attached to her body.

"Om evil, don't touch the Queen!" The king stared fiercely at the Throne which finally made him bow in lethargy. I don't know, how many times his heart was torn down by a child who had not even five years.

"See? You can't even touch them" Love said disparagingly.

Love stepped with the Queen in her arms, and the King held her left hand. He stopped right on the side of the Throne.

"It was not me who forbade you, but your own son who rejected you," whispered Love with a cynical smile before finally actually stepped away from the four of them.

The woman did not care about Laras or Echoes while being haughty to Tanta. He was sure the two of them would neither blame him nor hate him. They were all definitely on his side. Love wants to make the Throne feel what it feels like to be ignored, what it feels like to be abandoned, and what it feels like to be shunned by the person he loves.

In the end, Laras had to let his two grandchildren be brought home by his mother. It was heavy, but there was nothing he could do.

Meanwhile, the Throne is still petrified. The whisper of Love right beside his ear seemed to touch and hypnotize him. Rampaging feeling.

My boy... Love says with its own mouth that they are my children. The lips of the Throne twitched as his heart sat in Love. This sudden reality appeared to be really like a dream. There was a happy feeling sailing in the corner of his heart. But can he be happy in the midst of his children's rejection?

"Son, you have to go back to the hall. Your guest will be home soon" said Laras patting his son's shoulder softly.

The throne nodded slowly. The man turned around and stepped lethargic.

"You have to try harder to get them back. I believe you can, Throne."

The steps of the Throne came to a halt at the doorway. He looked back at Laras. A small smile expands at the corner of her lips accompanied by a small nod. The throne again stepped through the door, leaving the room that had carved a new history in his life.

Yeah, I'll try to get you guys again. Wait, papa, honey. I hope you're still willing to accept this very bad papa. Even life will be given, if it can make you want to receive papa again."

...Seriate.......