I Love You Brother

*Episode 10's

Saras looked at the God with a sharp gaze filled with anger and hatred. The god only fell silent while lowering his head. It was a pain in his heart over what was happening to Hanas, the woman he loved the most.

"Mama, I don't want to see Lord's sister anymore. Get him out of here right now. Tell him, I don't want him coming here to see me, even if this body has been stretched out with no life."

"Hottest." The god called out with a very sad feeling.

"Hottest! What are you saying, son. Don't say that because you can't lose you, son."

"Ma, I really can't stand this suffering. For that, I want to leave this world forever."

"Darling .... " Saras said as he hugged Hanas with a sad feeling. Tears certainly can not be weathered anymore.

For a moment, the God watched the embrace with a very wounded heart. But then, the gaze of Saras who had just released his embrace from Hanas, made God aware of the current state. It was an awkward situation that made him feel uncomfortable to stay here again.

"It seems .. I have to go now," said the Lord as he moved from where he had stood before.

"Wait for young master!" Saras stopped the steps of the Gods quickly.

"Yes aunty" said Dewa, turning to Saras.

"Follow me a minute. There's something I want to talk to the young master."

"All right."

The god followed Saras' footsteps out of Hanas' room. They walked towards the living room which was located opposite Hanas' room.

"Please sit down young master" Saras said as they were in the living room.

The god followed what Saras said without commenting. Because the curiosity has been lost due to the guilt that has controlled the heart.

"Young master, I want to speak as a mother of her son who was so hurt that she lost her passion for life, and now, she wants death more than life."

"I am a young master's mother. I can't let my son continue to feel this pain. Please help me young master. Please give my son a little hope that he can continue his life" Saras said in a sad tone.

"I'm sorry, aunt. I don't know what I can do to help my aunt. Because now, everything has changed."

"You don't love Hanas, young master?"

"I love her aunt. But unfortunately, it's impossible for me and Hanas to be together."

"Why? Because the young master is married now? Huh yeah?"

"Tante already knows the answer. It is no longer possible for me and my aunt to be together now," said Dewa in a resigned tone and sounded very desperate.

The gods looked at Saras with clueless eyes. "What does aunt mean?"

"Your marriage to your foster sister is only limited to a will, right, young master? In the will there is nothing to say that you should be together forever. Then, you only need to marry Miss Yola. And the next thing, is up to you, right? You want to go ahead or end your marriage, it's up to you, right?"

"I mean auntie, auntie wants me to end my marriage to Yolan, do you?"

"Young master clearly knew what the words I said just now meant. Because the words I just said were very clear about their purpose and purpose."

"Young master. If you do love Hanas, then show that love. Fight him. Give him encouragement so that he will continue his life," Saras said again in a tone filled with passion and confidence.

The god did not answer. He took a breath first, then then, took a rough breath.

"Tante, I really love Hanas with all my heart. But sorry, I can't show the love I have by leaving Yolan. Because of me, I don't want to see my foster sister sad and disappointed. Nor do I want to disappoint the hopes of my adoptive parents who have been very meritorious in my life. For that, I can only say sorry to auntie."

The god woke up from his seat. He left Saras who was silent with a disappointed and angry look at the words that God had just said so steadily filled with confidence.

"Excuse me aunt. Say my apologies to Hanas. Tell him I can't make him happy. Then he must be happy with the spirit of living this life. There are many other people who can make her happy. Surely, it's not a man like me who's already tied up in the sacred bond of a marriage."

Hanas, who had listened clearly to those words, could not bear his tears anymore. Tears were pouring down her cheeks. His weak body, now collapsed fell to the floor without being able to hold it.

'Why lose again and again with that damn lady, huh! What's so great about him? What more he than I am, huh! God ... tell me what my lack really is!' Hanas shouted, screaming inwardly.

That love has now gradually turned into hate. Hate that stirred up a sense of resentment in his heart at this moment.

'Alright. If you want it to be so, Lord. Then I will follow what you say. I will forget you as the one I love. But ... I will remember you as an enemy I must hurt.'

'You put your foster sister first over me, the girl you love. Then do not blame me if you will receive a very painful retribution from the woman you love but you leave this, young lord of the Gods, said Hanas in his heart again holding tightly his hand.

After being silent for a long time. Saras got up from his seat, then walked towards Hanas' room again.

He was shocked when he opened the door. Annas with a weak body was on the floor with a sitting position while breaking down with tears.

"Darling! Why are you sitting here, son? What's going on, Hanas?"

"Ma .. It hurts so much. Reach .... " Hanas spoke while holding his chest.

"Darling, tell my mom what's sick! Let's go to the doctor now! We're going to the hospital. Mama's sure you can hold on because you're a nurse. The nurse .... "

"Ma! I don't need to go to the hospital. Because the sick is my heart .. my heart, Ma." Hanas cut Saras' words quickly while continuing to cry.