DILEMMA - Get Off Bed

I Want Us to Separate

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Alfiya continued pacing back and forth in front of Elvan's room. Occasionally he stroked his neck which felt stiff. He snorted and bit his lip several times because of his uncertainty about Joe's intentions to Elvan. He knew it was already midnight, but it seemed as if he was hurrying what he was about to throw was better done right now. Remember he only had two months before Joe came to propose.

He began to knock on the door of the room.

Geck! Geck!

"Mas Elvan, Mas...." Call Alfiya softly.

Alfiya waited for a while, there was no reply. He tried knocking again.

"Mas Elvan's.... I slept already." Waiting, Alfiya again waiting for authenticity. Old too! Is Elvan not asleep?

The girl then sighed softly, apparently disappointed. Perhaps it was better that he did say his point tomorrow morning. He then turned his body slowly and turned around to step towards his room.

Cklek! The door of the room suddenly opened. Alfiya was immediately enthusiastic to turn around.

"Why Fi?" Asked the man who was rubbing his wet hair with the soft white towel.

Alfiya. "M-mas out of the shower?" Stiff ask. Seeing the face of Elvan who looks fresh somehow he suddenly suddenly awkward himself.

"Yes, the mas suddenly overheated" he replied casually.

"Highness? Isn't it raining anymore?" Alfiya peeked at the glass window from the living room. Right now it's raining.

Elvan did not answer that. The man then wears a smile that cannot be interpreted. "It's hotter than Fi." Elvan replied silly.

"Oh, how is it different?" Somehow he even dissolved with the chatter, as if forgetting his initial intention why he could stand in front of the room at this time.

Elvan smiled again. "You have no right to know, no good, for a virgin."

Alfiya then sizzled. "What the hell, Elvan's not clear" he said.

Elvan chuckled, then brought the towel to hang on his neck. "Oh, what do you want to say? Important?"

Alfiya nodded slowly with his heart suddenly pounding. Guessing if he could explain to Elvan the contents of his head at this time.

"Where are you talking, in Mas's room or in your room?"

Alfiya then glared. "Mas! Don't be weird, cook a chat in my room."

Elvan pulled the corner of his lips hearing Alfiya's protest. "Mas just asked Fi. What's that emotion?" sahut later.

"Some of the questions are ridiculous." he grunted later.

"Yes, I'll change my clothes first."

Alfiya nodded. "Yes, I've been waiting for you in the family room."

After a while they sat facing each other in the family room.

"What are you talking about?"

Alfiya let out a long breath. I don't know why he was nervous. Apparently saying what he had planned in his head earlier was not as easy as he had imagined. He sat stiffly in front of Elvan with a mouth that was difficult to open.

"Fi?!" Then Elvan. "Is there something bothering you?" Ask worried.

Being asked like that even made Alfiya stupefied. This is it why the hell? Let's talk Alfiya, this is the right time.

"Yes, you're okay, right?" Elvan then sat down in front of Alfiya while looking at her face carefully. "What do you want to say? Is something bothering you? Story Fi."

God, why would Elvan act like this to her. He was getting more and more confused to start opening his voice.

"Mas me...."

"Hem??" sahut Alvian fast.

Alfiya gulped his saliva crazily. His lips suddenly shook as he was about to start his speech again. "I.." his words were paused for a moment by his eyes that looked at Elvan's eyes that radiated a look of questioning eyes that were increasingly curious.

Elvan was fixated suddenly by that remark. Until silence locked there.

Their eyes guessed each other. So what Alfiya felt at that moment was a heart that continued to beat rapidly, his sweat suddenly pouring out. Worried, he was really anxious at this moment.

But he's right, isn't he? Yeah, he's doing the right thing right now.

"Mas Elvan's. Just shut up." said Alfiya at last.

Elvan closed his eyes for a moment. The man then lowered his head for a moment like he was thinking about many things.

"Mas Elvan, dong mas replied." Alfiya then pulls Elvan's auction. "Where do you agree, right, that we part as soon as possible?" he looked up at Elvan above him.

Because Elvan has not said anything Alfiya then stood up quickly, trying to align their bodies.

"Why are you silent?"

"The alfiya that you said earlier is not a question that should be thrown to you. But the question is actually for yourself." said Elvan, his eyes unruffled staring at the glare in front of him.

"Mas mean?" Ask wonder.

"Our wedding, I asked who asked for it?"

The deg! The deg!

Motherhood!

The father!

Their marriage was a request from their mother and father. Alfiya realized, he had wrongly asked for this. If he wants a farewell, it is not Elvan that he has to face, but his mother and father.

"But, um...." Alfiya began to speak in frustration.

"Why do you suddenly want to split up?" elvan asked at last.

Hearing Elvan's low voice the girl suddenly lowered her gaze. "Joe...." Alfiya looked down slowly. "Joe wants to propose to me in two months, I'm confused.Joe may not come to propose to me while I'm still tied to the same marriage mas Elvan.." he said slowly.

Alfiya then looked up at the tall body before him. "Mas, help me."

Elvan is still tight-lipped. It seemed that the man did not know how to answer Alfiya's words. On one side he remembered his agreement with the girl. Basically, he actually has rights over Alfiya, but back to their original purpose of getting married, namely for the sake of mother and father.

"Tell me father, if you want to quickly separate from me." Alfiya grabbed both of Elvan's palms which were still feeling cold by the water. "I beg you, do this for me. Joe's gonna be proposing to me in two months. And, three months later we were planning to get married soon." His smooth palms clasped tightly onto Elvan's palms.

What Alfiya saw at that time was the look on Elvan's face that he could not understand. At that time the look of a man's face in front of him was very difficult to guess.

"So, how's it going?" alfiya stare expectantly. "Will you, persuade you?" staring weld. "I beg you to."

Elvan's face stiffened with rounded eyes. "Mas will try...."

Alfiya's eyes widened. The girl quickly hugged Elvan. "Thank you, thank you so much."

Elvan pulled the corner of his lips, his hand slowly raised to return Alfiya's embrace.

"Thank you so much Elvan."

"Sama-sama" said the man in a flat voice.

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