Between Love and Obsession

ACDO Chapter. 62

Chapters. 62

"What you want to know is all true. I once ordered Mega to seduce Angga, " Henry said without waiting for Areta to ask him the same thing again.

Areta was a little surprised. His eyeballs rolled wildly looking at Henry's face which still left a little rash on certain parts.

Henry then pulled his arm gently, inviting him to sit on the edge of the bed.

"I know you're angry because I never told you about this. I know I was wrong for using Mega to make Angga really guilty in your eyes. But ..." Henry took a breath for a moment. Then scratch the part of his neck that still feels itchy.

"I'm sorry for intentionally doing this to you. I'm really sorry, " said Areta Parau because of her guilt. I don't know why he was so easily consumed by the talk of Mega who clearly wanted to destroy the peace of his life. Didn't he promise that no matter what happened he wouldn't look back? So, as any truth would appear later, it would have no effect on him in the least.

"Before you ask, I've forgiven you Areta." Henry looked at Areta with great admiration.

"It should be me who apologizes to you, because I'm still not being honest. Not everything I tell you. It's natural that you feel lied to," he continued to understand Areta's actions.

"But, as long as you know, I've had this story before with you, if the Angga has long liked Mega. I just took advantage of the opportunity by having Mega approach him. Regardless, if their relationship still continues to this day, it's none of my business anymore. All I cared about from then until this second, was you. Because the reason I did all that was to get you. Sorry, if I could hurt you," he added with a bitter smile.

"I'm sorry, I still like to blame you sometimes." Areta is looking down. He feels guilty. Especially when Henry's family forgave what he just did. They seemed to understand his current mood.

"You must be disappointed, right? I can feel right now you might be worried. Moreover, Angga had begged to return with you. You might be able to tell a lie, but I know, deep down in your heart you must want to go back into the arms of Angga, right?"

Areta nodded, turning her head quickly to look at Henry's pair of eyes that looked sad. Then a smile appeared on his face. But the smile was not as beautiful as usual.

It is true, if you remember Rosa, and for the sake of Rosa he may still be able to forgive Angga's mistakes. And it will not rule out the possibility he can still return with Angga. But I don't know why his heart felt so heavy being away from Henry.

"Why can you assume that?"

It was hard for Henry to part with Areta. Split means loss too. Honestly, he can't, he can't even.

"Areta, among you there is Rosa. That will always be the opening for you to reunite. All parents, including you and Angga, certainly want the best for their children's future. Especially with Rosa's current condition, you pas_"

"What exactly do you want?" sela Areta began to show her anxiety. He was disappointed that Henry was not completely honest with him. But that doesn't mean he can easily play with relationships like this.

"It's not what I want, Areta. But you. What do you want until you do something like this to me?"

Areta swallowed deeply. Henry's sad look really made him helpless. His chest was also felt tight to see the biases of sadness on the man's face.

"Do you think you want to get back into Angga's arms?" Henry repeated the question. Make Areta feel guilty.

"If so, what would you do?" Instead of refuting, Areta was challenging.

Making Henry's sad face serious. It was as if there was anger behind it.

Areta nailed a look. Look at the change in Henry's face.

"I won't let that happen" Henry said.

"And if I insist, what can you do?"

"I can end my life, Areta."

Areta was silent. Looked at Henry's serious-looking face. The longer he stared, the more he carried away his own feelings. His eyes began to glaze over.

"You really like to joke around" joked Areta. A small laugh shifted his gaze for a moment.

"I'm serious" Henry concluded.

"Next time, find a funnier joke. This one's not funny. Fiery even."

Areta fell silent again, with her heart pounding. Just this time he met a guy like Henry, who never messed with his feelings. He should be grateful to find a man who loves him so deeply. Unlike before, even for a little attention, he had to beg.

Not yet he breathed a sigh of relief, Henry had grabbed him. Take him into his warm embrace. His head rested comfortably on Henry's field chest. He could feel Henry's heartbeat.

"Areta, please, I beg you very much, do not ever think of leaving me. You are half my soul. Without you I could die, Areta," said Henry. Pouring all the flavor in his soul.

"Are you kidding me?"

"I'm not kidding you. I love you so much Areta. I love you so much."

Touched, the puddle of water that dammed in his eye pelup also shed already. Areta is unable to hold back her feelings, which makes her even more unable to get away from Henry. He was really made to fall in love.

"Are you crying, baby?" asked Henry who could feel Areta's shoulder shake a little because it held back sobs.

Not answering Henry's question, Areta instead wrapped her arms tightly around Henry's waist.

"What have I done? I've hurt my own husband" Areta muttered in regret. He regretted easily consumed by the talk of Mega who wanted to destroy his happiness. In return Mega's heartache because Angga canceled the wedding.

"Alright, baby. I never blame you. I can't be angry with you either. Oh yeah, don't you want to see Rosa?"

Removing her tears, Areta then looked up. Then smile haru.

"I'm with ya?"

"But your allergies."

"It's a little bit quiet. It's okay, I can accompany you wherever you want. Hm?"

Areta nodded. Henry smiled, then kissed Areta's forehead lovingly.

...

While elsewhere.

Wirda, who was going to the hospital to take care of Rosa, replaced the sisters she loved for a moment, was suddenly startled by the arrival of two well-dressed people. A man and a woman were holding a map on his chest.

"Good morning, Mom?" greet the friendly lady with a sweet smile.

"Morning." Hesitating Wirda replied while pulling the handle, closing the door of his house tightly.

"Is this really Mr. Angga Adinata's house?"

"Yes, right. My mother. Who are you, huh? What's the matter with my son?" Wirda's forehead creased deeply, his eyeballs rolling looking at the two people alternately with a heart wondering.

"We're from the bank, ma'am. We came here only to convey that Mr. Angga has not deposited a loan to our bank in recent months."

Wirda surprised. "Loans? What loan?"

"Pak Angga took a loan from our bank of 250 million rupiah with this home certificate guarantee. Pak Angga has been delinquent in payment since the first month. And if Pak Angga has no intention to deposit his loan, we will confiscate this house."

Wirda was surprised to hear it. His heart was racing, his chest even felt tight. It is unexpected that Angga even pawned the only relic of his late father.

"Your path, Angga." Wirda snorted annoyedly with barking eyes.

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