I Didn't think I could love you.

Episode 43

The night was late, Miguel was still inside the main building of the company with the Walson logo as usual. After this afternoon we took his young master

He again finished the work in the office, only his room in the building was still visible lights that had not been extinguished

it was always like a routine that had been commonplace for Miguel.

The sturdy steps of the man echoed out of the building, which had been deserted

as usual security bowed respectfully as he passed by. Till

Miguel's car lights disappeared through the gate.

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While in a restaurant that had looked deserted, a Closed Board had been plastered on the doorstep. The glass door is not visible, because

closed rolling door on the outside.

Inside the restaurant looks like a chair that has been filled. The waiters of the restaurant had also taken off their work uniforms.

This is where Viona is, reaching for her sling bag after changing clothes and then reaching for the key to the main door of the restaurant inside the locker.

Yes, this Sunday it is his duty to lock the door and go home most Ahir. Always rolling every week.

"Good night Viona, see you tomorrow." said one of her co-workers waving after someone came to pick you up.

"Good night." Viona smiles at her female friend while replying

waving.

The restaurant had been deserted, only staying on her own inside, out of there after the lights he had extinguished.

Lock the rolling door then rush to leave the place.

The mood in that place.

Viona walks in haste under her dark night. Only the bright lights of the street lights that adorn the entire trip. All the outlets around the restaurant have been deserted,

everything has been covered.

Continuing to walk hurriedly in the silence of the night, only the sound of the shoes He was wearing could be heard in the air.

Long bound hair waving waved in rhythm with her footsteps.

In his right hand his paper bag perched.

Set Him in a dark place, a crossroads into the alley where He dwells

the rental house he lived in was not far from the intersection. It was in that narrow place that He hid to avoid and leave the young master Hazelo.

"It looks like the street light is off." Viona said as she continued to walk, He pulled out a cell phone from inside the bag intending to light up the steps

at present.

Brugh..!!

"awh!."

Praak!!

Viona was surprised when she hit someone in front of her, the phone she just pulled out of her bag fell.

"Sorry, Sorry." He bowed apologetically, for he was not careful and did not see the road.

There was no reaction from someone in front of her as soon as Viona leaned over the phone that had fallen down earlier.

Viona apologized repeatedly, until she was surprised when she turned on the flashlight on the phone.

"Sorry sir-" Just realized who the man was after seeing his posture.

"Mi-Miguel?."

Stray not to believe. Looking up confirmed that face.

"Get out." Miguel.

"What?" Viona frowned. "You mean?."

"Get out of your hiding place, come back like you used to, live as well as you should, as you used to." Miguel then turned to leave Viona. Stepping away with both hands he put it in his pants pocket.

Viona took a deep breath, staring at Miguel's back which was getting further away.

"Miguel Wait!!." Viona raised a voice preventing Miguel from leaving.

"I want to talk to you." Viona's soft voice sounded.

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The silence of the night is getting late, the,

under the sky, there are no stars there.

Overcast, overcast,

wind across the skin. In the deserted city park, only occasionally seen cars passing by.

Here they were, sitting side by side on the city park chairs, under the illuminated decorative lights. Shut each other up for a few minutes.

"What's up?." Miguel open his voice. Looking at the circular watch in his hand, signifying he did not have much time.

"What did the young master tell you?." Viona turned to Miguel, waiting for a reaction and what words came out of the man's lips.

Silence, Miguel did not react.

" Answer Megi?." A clear tone sounded from Viona's lips.

"You no longer need to hide avoiding the young master. Accept the facilities from her and live well."

" That's all the young master wants? You already know if I won't receive his facilities and money that even that's very excessive. I can work Miguel, young master doesn't have to get what I need."

"I want the young master to open his heart to the lady, to remove me who is not worthy of her."

Miguel silent. Very understanding with Viona, since childhood they were together was always like that.

"I understand Miguel." Viona took her breath heavy. "I understand why you're here."

" It seems like young master Hazelo managed to forget about me huh? Thank goodness, I was worried at first." Said as cheerfully as possible, covering his wounded heart, no! viona's heart was crying.

Hazelo's last hug still imprinted on her memory, her pushy glazed gaze

It was very noticeable how missed his young master Hazelo was to Viona.

For months he disappeared, drifting away from Hazelo's life in pain to be accepted, Loving a man He couldn't like. The marriage has been established since

small, even impossible differences to go through.

There was a towering barrier wall, which indeed would not be able to pass through.

Goodbye, young master.

Good bye Hazelo. Live happily even if it's not with me.

Viona. His tears dripped even though he had been as strong as he could bear. Her chest is tight. Her heart hurts.

So hurt.

*What do I expect from young master Hazelo, you idiot!

Viona stupid*,!

Viona's shrieking inner self, Viona knows very well how Miguel works. There is no way he could have come here before making sure young master Hazelo was happy with his wife.

"I'm happy for young master da miss. it should be like that, right?" Viona said gently, although her chest feels tight but her lips still smile.

"If you want to cry, cry." said Miguel.

"Can I borrow your back?." Viona was no longer able to hold back, her body trembling as the pain in the heart deepened. Miguel turned back to face Viona, who immediately nodded behind Miguel's back.

Moisten Miguel's suit on the back.

Viona continued to cry, Miguel did not look back. Not hugging Viona. Just let Viona who continued as unwillingly cry there, on the back of Miguel Viona leaned back.

It was always like that, Viona who was crying behind Miguel's back was not her first time.

Viona used to do that a lot, even since she was a child. Borrowing Miguel's back to lean on, holding his head there let go of the sadness.

Under her silence the night, in the city park

Brazilians....

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