DILEMMA - Get Off Bed

DILEMMA - Get Off Bed
Season 2 [Fear of Elvan]



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"Joe!" Jenny looked at the room strewn about with a sliced heart. Fractions of shard scattered around the floor. The goods were also damaged by being thrown.


His eyes were puffy with a limp body. He sat on the floor in the corner of the room. The look looks disheveled. Joe looked down with an empty mind.


Both of Joe's parents can not even face the anger of the child who continues blindly. Until finally Joe's father took the frightened mother away from the child who was uncontrollable.


"Joe...." Look at Jenny with pity. He could feel the pain of his sister.


"Sir, Alfiya must have suffered marriage with him." Watered the man with a blank look.


Jenny was silent with a stern look. At least he can understand what Joe is feeling right now.


Then, Joe looked over. "Sir, I have to see Alfiya now."


Jenny cupped both sides of her sister's face while shaking her head slowly. "Not Joe."


Touching both of his brothers palms on his face. "You have to accept the fact now that Fiya is married. He's Elvan's wife right now." His look gave understanding.


Joe's eyes were back in tears. He could not himself accept this harsh reality.


"Bak doesn't understand me either." Joe's eyes are getting so sad.


"Don't understand you, dear Joe." Then Jenny took a deep breath. "From now on you try to escape him huh. Forget about anything about Fiya, any memories that ever stopped in your life."


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About four years ago,


"I broke up." The man said as he continued strumming the guitar in front of the girl.


"Hem." Alfiya's eyes were rounded, while watching Joe's fingers were still busy forming a rhythm.


Joe stopped playing his guitar. Put that thing on the side of the table. He then came down from his seat at the table. Approaching Alfiya who was staring at him.


"You slide it down to sit down."


Alfiya according to then shifted his seat. Meanwhile Joe dropped himself off beside him.


"I want to go to college at your place." Then the speech stopped for a moment. Joe is busy tidying up Alfiya's haircut. "I'm coming with you, taking the same major and class."


"But you prefer the sport of Joe. I'm going to take administration."


"Exercise is just a hobby for me, but you're more than that." Then the two stares combined. Joe grabbed onto Alfiya's palm and grasped it tightly. "You're half my life"


Alfiya was trying to hold back her smile.


"But half my breath and half my soul."


And at the end of that sentence Alfiya immediately released his palm from Joe's grasp.


"Udah ah, you're so much better." Turn away faces. By swinging both of his legs with a thumping chest.


"No more Fi, I'm just revealing what I think you're like."


Alfiya pretended to circulate his gaze in all directions. "Her...." Joe probably had no idea how red Alfiya's face was back then.


"Until now I have not been able to imagine without you in my life."


And that made Alfiya turn to look at Joe again.


"What?" Alfiya.


"You will be the mother of my children."


Alfiya was stunned for a moment and then chuckled softly. Later then. "Your shadow is there."


"Because life must have Fi's dream, and my dream is to live an aging life with you." Then Joe brought his face closer slowly, while Alfiya reflexively closed his eyes he kissed slowly the girl's forehead.


Then the school bell rang, the sign of rest was over. There was a rumble of students starting to enter the classroom again. And the two men immediately stopped their activities with reddened faces.


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At the residence of Aliya and Elvan.


Alfiya was lying on his side on the bed, dumbstruck at that moment in the room. Flashes of disappointment Joe's face flashed and the man's voice as he shouted his name continued to ring in his ears. How Joe called his name, spilling all the question marks that he had not had time to explain himself.


His heart continued to throb. He felt guilty, and that guilt kept Alfiya thinking about Joe.


Until he may not realize he has forgotten someone who is putting a feeling full of worry on him.


The man continued to stand with doubt at the door. He eventually convinced himself to approach his wife.


While Anggian was being brought to play outside by Rian that afternoon. Elvan carefully opened the door and found his wife pensive there with a look of sadness.


Slowly Elvan sat himself on the side of the bed.


"Fi."


With a limp body Alfiya tried to look towards Elvan. "Mas." Speak with a loud voice.


You sorry? Like that the look in the eyes of the man should have raised a question.


"You need anything? Say the same thing." Elvan asked with restraining the rumble in his heart.


Alfiya shook slowly. The girl then moved on to hold herself.


"Where's gian mas?" His voice was getting louder.


"She was playing with Rian." Wh why? Why is Alfiya like that? Still thinking about that guy. Still thinking about that man even for now.


Afraid of Alfiya then shifted his body. "Mas, can I have a hug?"


Elvan nodded. "As your husband now, why do you have to ask permission."


Alfiya understood and nodded slowly. "Mas, mad?" Ask the woman back.


Elvan choked for a moment. "Why do you ask that?" Then his hand lifted slowly to wipe the remains of tears from the corner of the wife's eyes.


"Mas you want to give me time for all this? I can't afford to be ordinary right now." Then the crying broke back. He still feels guilty. And that guilt really suppressed his feelings. Shaking Alfiya's heart, making his days always terrorized by anxiety.


Alfiya felt Elvan grabbing his body slowly. Hugging and holding it tightly. Rubbing herself affectionately, comfortably at least it was able to calm her anxiety.


Elvan finally let Alfiya come back to cry in his arms. A strange feeling suddenly re-emerged in the man's heart.


I don't know why Elvan felt it again.


He was afraid, Elvan was afraid that Alfiya's feelings would change again.


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The drama of Alfiya, Elvan and Joe will restart.


#Not up every day, the story writer just pours these story ideas that have been buried for a long time and must be issued.


...Happy Reading! ...