Conqueror of the Casanova

Chapter.18 Worry

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Dian looked at Lisna with teary eyes, her chest beating rapidly with a longing she could no longer hide.

"A–aku,"

Grep.

Not yet Dian continued his words, now his body is in the arms of the mother. Dian saw the face of the sister who is now fragrant.

There was no reply, both hands were still beside his body, squeezing tightly into the loose trousers made of cloth he was wearing. His heart was worried whether he should return the embrace of the woman who had given birth to him.

"Mother longs for you at all, son," Lisna said with a sobbing sob.

"Mother," said Dian, she could no longer hold back the tears that had been urging her to come out. His defense collapsed right then and there, as the mother said 'missing'. Actually he was the same, felt a very longing for his mother and father.

Dian's eyes saw Ares's face now looking back at her, The feeling of having mixed happily made the water flow from the young man's eyes, too, unable to see the togetherness of his family that has long never been seen.

For a while Dian and Lisna still remained in the same position, crying with each other hugging, channeling her warmth and affection that they had never expressed again, she said, because of the distance and ego each of which is still in the way. Now both are like spilling a long-buried flavor.

Dian unraveled her embrace looking at the mother with affection and regret, her tears did not stop flowing, sobs sounded so heartbreaking. like that feeling of pain in his heart.

Gio fell silent, looking at the other side of the woman who had seized his heart for the past few weeks. His heart also felt pain, seeing Dian who did not look like usual. The woman was so fragile, there was no longer any confident radiance nor the usual calmness emanated from her face. Now all that seems to be regret, sadness and pain is so deep.

"I'm sorry, Mother .. sorry," the hoarse voice sounded so painful.

The tip of Dian's eyes saw the father who was turning his face away, his heart still hurt. Dian exhaled softly and then smiled at the woman before him. "Bun, Dian go home first yes, pick Ares."

Lisna shook her head, the middle-aged woman was still unwilling, separated again from the daughter who had been away from her for two years.

"Sorry, Mother. I have to go home tonight." Dian said.

"Son," Lisna was still trying to persuade her son not to leave.

Once again Dian smiled, the mature woman, kissing both hands Lisna many times. "I love you, Mother."

After saying that, Dian turned around, walked over to Gio, then pulled his hand out of the room, unwilling to turn around looking back again.

The video went silent, he just followed Dian's steps which continued to run without releasing his hand.

"Where's your car?" ask him as soon as they get outside the hospital.

Gio who had been fixated with Dian's sudden attitude, regained his senses. He looked around, looking for his own car. "That!"

Gio swiftly unlocked the car, before Dian reached his car. Dian who already knew got into the car and closed the door a little rough.

Gio also followed into the car in the driver's section, he did not immediately run the car, silent first let Dian calm down.

Gio saw Dian cupping his face, sobs were heard. His shoulders seemed to tremble, hiding the flowing tears. Dian was crying in silence.

Repeatedly Gio took a deep breath, then exhaled a long one. His eyes glanced at the woman who was now sobbing beside him. His heart ached as it sliced, seeing the woman who had always looked strong, now slumped, weak without a backrest.

It was very desirable for him to embrace the girl's body, give her peace, with the warm embrace he had. It's just that he hesitated, afraid when the woman refused.

Choosing to remain silent to see what was happening in front of her, repeatedly her outstretched hand was about to hold onto Dian's shoulder, to try to give strength. But then he pulled her back, afraid to disturb the woman who was spilling her grief.

I don't know what happened to that family? Gio doesn't know either. He did not dare to ask. However, what his eyes were looking at right now, showed just how strange the family matter was.

As time went on, it was already impossible for Gio to see the cry of the woman he loved.

Yes, Gio knows, all this time he felt love for Dian. Genuine love in the absence of the lust to have. Love that encourages him to keep fighting for the woman in front of him. Even if he doesn't know what the final decision is.

Gio finally reached out his hand, embracing that trembling shoulder. Hugging her, giving her warmth, strength, to continue living her life ahead. Giving a sense of love in his heart, trying to provide comfort for women in his embrace.

Dian did not fight, she leaned inside the chest of the field that felt warm and comfortable. His heart aches, his soul is fragile, he doesn't know what to do.

Right now, his longing was already unstoppable. But the fear of seeing that face came back. Fear of separation, fear of defeat. His ego told him to hold on even though his heart was forcing him to give up.

Dian is overwhelmed with anxiety, she needs strength, she needs a grip. But from whom can he find all this? I don't know, he doesn't even know.

What Dian knows now, she finds comfort, in the man who is now embracing her, giving her peace without a word, without a sound, just a hug.

Long enough they were in that position, Gio felt his chest wet with tears. The sagging was still heard until she cooked Dian's body slowly weakened, with regular breathing.

Dian fell asleep in the warmth of Gio's embrace, the man looked at the beautiful face that was still in his arms, getting rid of the hairdresser that was blocking the pretty face.

His heart again felt throbbing, seeing the remnants of weakness in the face that was now sleeping, eyes moist, red nose, and lips that looked pale, showing how fragile the woman was.

So clever he hid his wounds with his stubbornness, toughness and coldness that no one knew what he had stored in his heart.

Slowly, Gio returned to rest Dian on the passenger seat. He lowered the seat back until Dian could fall asleep comfortably. He started his car, took the gas pedal and ran it to the house he was in.

Gio doesn't know where Dian's house is, even now he can't bring Dian to the hotel, it can further add to the sloping news out there. According to him, it was best for now to bring this woman back to her home.

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