His love for me and my love for you

episode 37's

*Some minutes earlier*

Zalfa came out of the elite cafe. He felt an extremely strong cold aura beside him, only for a second did he turn his head, his wrist had already been pulled firmly by someone.

"Follow me," asked the man who pulled his wrist, the man who was none other than Arion. somehow he could be at the cafe where Zalfa had dinner.

"Arion is sick, I can walk on my own," said Zalfa whining, repeatedly he brushed off Arion's hand but his strength was outweighed by Arion's power.

"Don't argue with me, or you know what I'm going to do" Arion threatened with a murderous look.

Zalfa only follows Arion's will without wanting to refute him again, it turns out that Arion's threat is very much he feared. Arion takes Zalfa to his car and tells him to come in. Zalfa with his submissives followed every direction of Arion.

In the car Arion and Zalfa just silence without anyone wanting to talk to each other. Zalfa clasped his clothes tightly, repeatedly looking at Arion for questions, but courage did not arise in him at this time.

"Arion," called Zalfa quietly, he was very careful, afraid that the tiger beside him would claw it all out.

"Your father told me you went out on a date with a man, and I also witnessed a silly drama there," Arion explained before Zalfa asked him.

"Are you satisfied with my explanation" he asked, glancing at Zalfa, and then his gaze returned to the streets.

"Yes" Zalfa replied briefly.

Suddenly Arion stops his car on the side of the road, the atmosphere is a little quiet and Zalfa starts to think that no-no, whether Arion will throw it on the road or hurt him.

Arion got off the car. Then walked open the other door for Zalfa, and asked him to come down as well. Zalfa came down in a state of anxiety.

"What are you doing with Adrian?" arion asked full of probes, staring intently at the veiled woman before him. He remembered how Adrian panicked and touched the body of his future wife.

"I didn't do anything" Zalfa replied, staring at Arion's astonishment. Zalfa walked, trying to get away from Arion but Arion had already pulled his arm. And sure enough, Zalfa's body is now in the arms of Arion.

"Please like this for a moment," Arion's plea closed his eyes, there was a clear hiccup falling from his eye patch, for some reason he behaved so in front of Zalfa.

Zalfa froze with Arion's behavior, knowing what was going on right now was a big mistake. However, his heart also hurt to see Arion who seemed to be injured when he was with another man.

"I just had dinner with him, nothing special" explained Zalfa who was in the cold man's arms. Arion was silent when he heard Zalfa's explanation, he did not want to argue or anything, which he currently wants is to hold the woman tightly.

"Why is it so hard to love me?" arion asked with a rather heavy voice. Arion was still hugging the body of the hijab-wearing woman. Zalfa still tightly shut her mouth when she heard Arion's question.

"My answer, why is it so hard to love me?" he again let go of his embrace and looked at Zalfa fixedly

"Arion. I don't know exactly how I feel about you yet" replied Zalfa, who slowly moved away from Arion. Zalfa stopped the taxi passing in front of them, and he boarded the taxi. Arion did not stop Zalfa, he was already quite fixated with the answer given by Zalfa. It turned out to be true as he expected, He would never be in the heart of the woman he loved.

Taxi drifted away and gradually disappeared from Arion's eyes. Arion clenched his hand tightly and hit the windshield of his car hard, blood splattered everywhere, but what cared, his heart was much bloodier than his hands.

He got into the car and drove his car at high speed and recklessly.

Now he is in an old house in a remote village that maybe no one knows about the place. Arion entered the old house and sat on the sofa. He looked carefully at his hand, there was no intention to treat his wound. In fact, he was very happy, when he looked at his wound that was filled with deep red blood that covered his hands.

"You're not as bad as my heart, so don't ask me to treat you," he said laughing mockingly staring at his hands filled with fresh blood.

"Do you know, no matter how much you hurt he still won't love you," he continued with an increasingly strong laugh, clenching his wounded hand tightly.

"From this moment on, you must bury him at the deepest bottom" Arion told himself.

"What's the point of loving someone who doesn't love you. You are stupid Arion, really stupid," he said. He repeatedly condemned his folly for loving a woman who did not love him.

"Now walk properly, without caring for him".

After lamenting his wounds, he went into the old house room and changed his clothes and then he laid his body on the bed and slept there.

While on the way, Zalfa received a message from an unknown number.

Message:

Meet me at the usual cafe

Aga

Message:

There's something important I want to tell you.

Zalfa thought for a moment, before how long he told the taxi driver to turn the bow to a cafe requested by Aga.

The taxi Zalfa boarded arrived at the cafe he wanted to go to.

Zalfa got off the taxi and walked into the rainbow cafe door. There he looked for the figure of the man who asked him to come. Zalfa looked at the hand from the man and walked up to him.

"Sit down, I've ordered your favorite drink" Aga told her to sit up with a smile.

"What do you want to talk about?" ask Zalfa without any pleasantries.

"I just want to tell you the truth about my departure first," Aga said staring straight at Zalfa's bead eyeball.

"It is Aga, I want to forget all that has passed" said Zalfa staring lazily Aga in front of him.

"Look at this first" Aga gave Zalfa his phone, and played a 24-minute video, Zalfa was shocked to see what was in the video. His body was shaking, his gaze was straight staring at the cellphone screen in his hand, and finally the video he pause because he could no longer continue it. His gaze now shifted, looking at the man who was glazed over his eyes when he saw his woman suffering from watching the contents of the video.

"I'm sorry" said Zalfa, staring sadly at the man before him.

"You're innocent, I'm guilty" Aga said in tears. There was a sense of happiness that approached him, because Zalfa already knew all the truth about the events in the past.

"I don't trust you, I think you left me on purpose and humiliated my family" Zalfa said, looking down, not daring to look at Aga who was right in front of her.

"Look at me" said Aga, staring at Zalfa. Zalfa raised her face and looked at Aga like the handsome man requested.

"You'll always be here, so there's no reason for me to leave you" Aga said seriously, holding his chest to try to convince Zalfa that Zalfa would never vanish in his heart.

"I'm sorry again" Zalfa said

"Stop apologizing. It's not lebaran, until you repeatedly apologize," said Aga trying to make a joke, but instead of laughing Zalfa even manyun while staring annoyed at the man.

"Fun really," said Zalfa scrunched his forehead.

Aga propped up his chin using both hands, his eyes looking straight at the veiled woman without blinking a single bit.

"Stop looking at me" said Zalfa fiercely staring intently at Aga. Aga smiled at the face of Zalfa who met red because of wrong behavior.

"You are still my old woman, never changed one bit" said Aga still staring at Zalfa. He seemed unwilling to take his eyes off to not look at the beautiful creation of God.

Zalfa fell silent without being willing to open the word. He really did not know what he was feeling right now, and whether it was true that the man said that he was still the same. However, he was not so sure that his heart was still the same as before.

'I have not changed. But I guess, it was my heart that changed and changed direction' he murmured inwardly.

Zalfa smiled at Aga who constantly reminded her of all their good times together. Zalfa also occasionally let out a laugh, and chuckled amusedly imagining one by one the events they had been through together. Both are very happy when remembering their love story in the past.

But remember one thing. The past will forever be the past.