I Just Want to Be Loved

Besides you

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Cyka woke up and opened her eyes and then she spread her gaze throughout the room. He realizes that he is in Risky's room. He thought back to what had just happened, his tears welled up again, he closed his eyes with both hands, he began to torment.

Risky was still in the living room while Zion was already home. Risky walked towards the kitchen, he asked a waiter to make porridge for Cyka. She returns to her room, and is shocked to see Cyka is no longer in bed. Risky begins to panic, he immediately looks for her in the bathroom but does not find Cyka.

" sirka...Cykaa..." Call her many times. As Risky was about to open the door of the room, he saw the door to the terrace outside his room slightly open. He pushed open the door and saw Cyka sitting in the lounge chair there. Then Risky was relieved.

Cyka stuck her face up while covering her face. Risky tried to approach her, and sat down on the chair opposite Cyka. Cyka slowly opened her eyes, and looked up at the sky,

" Not tonight is the sky so beautiful, even so many stars dusana." Said Cyka who was aware of Risky's arrival. " I can't remember the last time I looked at a star like this. Do you know, I used to love staring at the sky like this too, every night before I went to bed I would look at him." Cyka explained with a small smile. She realized that she was hiding something behind her smile. Risky just looked at Cyka without saying anything, she just listened to Cyka talk.

" Even though my house is not as big as my father's but in front of my room there is also a terrace like this, and I like it very much, there are many flowers that I plant and make my terrace look very beautiful." he said at length. Looking at Risky, Cyka said.

" I miss him so much. It used to be so beautiful, that's why I miss it so much."

I can see that from the way you say it.

" One day it was all smashed to pieces. And the pieces can't be put together anymore and just keep stabbing into every joint of my flesh."

" So don't love a woman like me, stop wasting your life on a woman like me." Said Cyka while continuing to look at Risky.

Again Risky's gaze disturbed Cyka's heart.

Why do you always look at me like that? What was different about his gaze, God?

Risky just smiled at him, though,

" I don't know how bad you're going through, but Cyka.. One thing I'll promise you, I'll touch those pieces for you, I'll make them whole again in any way." Resolute Risky. Which means he will not stop or surrender and will register Cyka in any way.

" I want nothing but you and your love." Cyka laughs here.

" I am not a woman worthy of my father, I have nothing but my body. I'm not pretty either, what's more, I don't have anything I can offer you."

" It is chosen because the physical and the physical appearance may be proud but if it is chosen by the heart and the feelings will be more admirable, because the heart is the answer to everything."

Cyka was silent, it was very difficult to make the man understand her words. He gave up on convincing her not to bother with his life again.

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Risky drives Cyka back to her rented house, though Risky asks Cyka to stay at her house tonight.

At home Cyka immediately took a bath, just she slept. Tonight the nightmare appeared again, the end of this Cyka had rarely dreamed it, maybe this time because of the incident last day. Cyka wakes up with sweating and irregular breathing.

Cyka felt thirsty that she wanted to take all the water on the small table by the bed, and then a memory sprang up in her mind.

The Dag Dig Dug

Her heart beats, as she remembers one thing that feels familiar to her, namely the scent she smelled on her body and Risky's bathroom stints her that morning,

6thn then when Cyka arrived unconscious in a hotel room with an inpus needle still attached to his hand, a check sheet and also the aroma in the room, the exact same orom as Risky's. He never forgot about that day, because he kept looking for the person who had saved him that day, and who left a check slip there. All the things about that day, he tried to keep remembering them. He had already almost forgotten about the matter, thinking he would not be able to find that person again.

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