About the Heart

My Love Beyond Your Logic

Women ....

A creature that is difficult to understand. His heart and mouth do not always say the same thing. Often the heart speaks love but the mouth speaks hate. Sometimes long to reign in the heart but the mouth denies. That's women.

And that includes me. I don't know if I miss Dion. Not just a longing but a very heavy longing. This sense of suffocating me actually wants me to pass on to the owner. But my ego is so high, so high. Until I choose to hold tightness in the chest.

My body disappeared in longing. My Soreku has passed in an increasingly passionate longing. And the night came to bring a longing that was already myriad

Aarrgghh!

This miss is driving me crazy. The madness that made my heart grow. Seambyar sadboy n sadgirlnya the godfather of brokenheart. And should I be a part of them so that my heartache can I jogetin, crisps. Ah, I seem to be that crazy.

I looked at the door in front of me. How could this move get me here? When I was in the midst of my reckless decision, suddenly the door opened. A pair of legs slowly walked in and turned right in front of me. "Did you miss me, honey?" said gently.

Hearing his voice alone, it was as if my ambition had re-formed a whole heart. I was about to hug and enjoy the scent of her body that always calmed me down. But he seems to have disappeared from my sight.

"Di!" I shouted out to him as I sped up my pace to chase after him.

Nil's living room, nil kitchen, where is he?

The chamber? I hesitated to look for him in the room. I decided to wait for him in the living room. Ten minutes passed but he didn't come out.

I can't hold it anymore. Slowly I spread my gaze into the room you left the door open. Sepi ... Where are you? I let my feet roll in and I sat my body on the edge of the bed. This room is so neat and fragrant. I'm lulled into comfort.

Chequek!

Looking towards the direction of the sound made my breath stop instantly. Is this a sin or a reward? I saw Dion shaking his head. The drops of water that were still wetting her hair, made me unable to hold back the saliva playing in my mouth.

"Why do you see me that?" said casually Dion as he passed in front of me.

I was struck by his words. "I-I'm out first."

Without looking at him, I stood up from my seat. Apparently I've melted seeing a beautiful view of his upper body. The fastening of his stomach brought to a boil the little passions that dwelled in my body. This is even more beautiful than the one I saw last night in Mas Rud's body.

Isha! Black my imagination.

*****

Waiting for him to come out of the room felt so dull. I took a glass of water to wet my esophagus that was starting to dry up. The dining table, this is the room I chose to wait for him. I sipped a few drops of water to quench my thirst.

"Di" called me when Dion also took a glass of water from the dispenser.

Dion's gaze only briefly greeted me, he passed by without a word. Then he sat down on the opposite seat. "What's wrong?"

"You still angry?" I just watched his face.

"Are you not angry with me?" dion answered after leaving half the water in his glass.

"Me?" point me to myself.

Dion leaned his body and then he folded the pair of hands in front of his chest. "Aren't you the one who asked me to re-correct our relationship?"

Ah ... On!

Don't tell me you swallowed everything I said. Do you not understand, if the woman is angry then everything she says is something inversely proportional to what she wants.

Why are you so calm? Have you been able to correct your heart? Do you have an answer to my request?

"Then?" I'm starting to worry about the continuation of our relationship.

"Let it pass" said Dion.

I straightened my posture. "You mean?"

"There will always be memories of every story" he continued.

My calm has begun to fade. I chose to stand up and approach him. "Memories? We're over?" I began to be unable to resist my feelings. I think my tears are starting to peep out from behind the scenes of my sense of sight.

"If that's what you want, then I'll grant it" Dion explained.

Accept my wishes?

And what exactly do I want?

Aarrgghh!

I hold his arm. "You're letting me go?"

"No man wants his lover's heart to be divided. So do I, I want to be the only one in your heart. But if you are not able to be what I want, then let me give you the chance to be as happy as you want." said Dion, shaking my hand and walking to the living room.

"Di, I love you, please don't let go of me," I whined as I struggled spoiled in his arms.

"I didn't let you go, but you asked for it. And don't you know that if my love for you, it will be able to grant all you want, even if it's not what I want." explained Dion who made my heart hurt even more.

"Look at me!" my door. "Praise me when I'm alone with Mr. Aryan. Jealous of me when I haven't been able to exterminate all my race to Mas Rud. Be jealous of me as you please, Di, but .. don't let go of me, "please.

Dion looked at me. "Why should I keep you? Can you stay away from Aryan? Can you throw your feelings at Rud? Can you?"

I looked down, the request was too heavy. For Mr. Aryan's problems, I didn't put my heart into him. Only if I have to resign from my office? I'm not ready, I still love my job.

"Can you give me time to resign? Aren't you the one who supported me with this job?" spoiled door.

Dion grabbed my chin. "If Rud, would you ask for an extension of time to forget him as well?"

My eyes that were forced to look at her because of her touch to my chin, I briefly diverted. I don't know how to answer questions about Mas Rud. Because I don't understand what kind of feelings I now have for her. Is love or just carried away by feelings.

Dion put his hand on my chin. "Come, I'll take you home. I don't want to force you to accept me if there is someone else in your heart. Wouldn't we all be hurt if we forced things on. Go back to her!"

"Maybe I still love him, maybe he still loves me. But I don't want to hurt you, Di," to be honest.

I reached for his arm, my eyes, I hinted to ask him not to let me go. Dion abandoned his intentions, sitting on the sofa again. I was shuffled in a corner on the carpet right in front of him. I put my head in her lap. "Help, help me forget it. Don't let go, me!"

Dion stroked the hair at the top of my head. He looked into my eyes that looked into his eyes. "I won't let you go that easy."

He then led me to sit on his lap. A warm hug curled up from my back body then she rested her head in the recess of my neck. "Darling, how was your day when I didn't call you? Do you miss me?"

"I enjoy the embrace that makes me comfortable. "Maybe I still miss Mas Rud but in fact I can't if you just ignore me."

"really?" convinced Dion while tightening his arm around my stomach.

I leaned my body so I could see it. "Have you forgiven me?"

"I can't see you whining like that." I felt Dion's warm breath sweep through my ears. He whispered, "Letting you go is not easy for me."

I turned my body around to be able to freely embrace her. I put my lips to her cheeks.

The cup!

A softness I touched on his left cheek. Then I nail my gaze to the clear of his eyes. "Nadeo?"

Dion untied my hair. "Why him?"

My lips pursed. I was wondering why he asked like that. Didn't we fight last night because of him. Did he tease me on purpose?

Dion picked up the TV remote on the desk. He pushed the red button. A voice I seemed to know greeted me.

"Hi, Rosa!"

I turned my eyes to find the source of the sound. "Naddeo!" I can't believe what I just saw or heard. Nadeo! He called my name.

I'm so happy to hear from Dion, your lover, if you idolize me so much. But really, I idolized him.

That night, after I got a match, he met me at the hotel. It's not an easy thing to do that, but he's so chubby. He said, You told him that if there was me, so he came to me so you know that he alone deserves to be number one in your heart.

Many people can love you sincerely. But the man who sincerely fights for love to make you happy is only one, Dion. So, Rosa, are you willing to accept Dion as your fiancee?

"Wedding?" I muttered while twisting my body so that I could see Dion intact.

Dion looked at me gently, he took my hand and he brought it into the touch of his soft lips. "Stay with me even though your race is not entirely for me. Enjoy my love, be happy when my jealousy makes you hurt, say all that disturbs your mind, let me be a good listener for all your grievances, your anger and even your potent nature. Let me be your man."

I hugged Dion's body tightly. No more words to say, all my doubts he answered. Let alone being her fiance if she invited me to marry even now, I would not refuse her. Maya said, Dion is a reality that makes me happy.