LOVE SLAVE

Seventeen

Ammar still stared at me with empty eyes.

" Answer me Ammar, answer me !!! "

My voice began with a half-cry at her. I no longer felt ashamed to see everyone who passed me screaming on the sidewalk, occasionally looking with pity.

Ammar was still silent a thousand languages, with his head lowered.

" Ammar.if you keep quiet like that, I consider your silence an option to break up with me. After this don't let us know each other, forget all our dreams, forget all our promises, forget all our hopes, I won't sue you either, so you.. take it easy,"My answer with a full heart resigned despite the pain.

Perhaps, from the beginning of this relationship is not good to maintain. Although heavy, heavy for me to take off my love, for the man who has taken half my heart.

Ammar raised his head again to look at me. Our eyes looked at each other, trying to trace our deepest hearts. Ammar finally opened his voice to me.

" Fanny. Now I realize, your anger this time because your love for me is so great. I don't want to lose you either, I don't want to part with you Fanny. But if you have to choose between you and Nayla right now.. I, um, give me a little time, please forgive me Fanny. You can slap me again as much as your heart. " Ammar's words this second, I know this must be an expression of his honesty. It makes me feel like it's all over now.

Tuehaaaannn. . .

" You're the real jerk, motherfucker I ever knew Ammar. You said you loved me, didn't want to part with me, and you asked me to give you a little time, what for? to think that who do you really love, who do you really want to have, me or Nayla? "

" No Fanny, not what you think it is. I just. Please give me a little time Fanny, I'll finish everything. Pliss. . believe me, and please don't ask me to answer now who should I choose between you and Nayla. I can't answer it now. " Ammar kept urging me with his dearest look.

" What about me, Ammar? Do you think my heart isn't broken seeing you like this? You said you loved me so much, but when I asked you to choose between us, you couldn't even answer, could you? Is this what you mean by love of Ammar? You. . . You're evil, you're a jerk, I've even been willing to do everything for you. You know, I hate you, Ammar. I hate. . . !!!"

My anger has become increasingly uncontrollable. I flailed through the chest of Ammar's field, Ammar just fell silent letting me beat him nonstop. Until he finally caught both of my conscious hands and hit him, I continued to wriggle with sobs. I've been feeling really crazy this second.

" Fanny, enough !! Don't cry anymore, it makes me feel more guilty about you. Don't you decorate your pretty face with your cries, do you know.. I don't even know if my heart already loves Nayla or not, I just got swept away in her jokes, then somehow this love just popped up. But not on you, I really fell for you Fanny. "

Ammar repeated his words about Nayla. It made me sick, and it felt like my voice had run out, my energy was completely drained by my anger. I feel like I can no longer speak.

I could only continue panting with sobs and tightness in my chest. Ammar hugged me tightly.

" Ammar, go... Leave me here alone. I can go home by taxi. " I tried to make my voice which was now really hoarse. Ammar hugged me tightly shaking his head.

" No Fanny, I'm not leaving you here alone. I'll keep you home safe until home. Please let me keep driving you home, don't do this."

" I want to be alone, don't force me Ammar." Answer me slowly, I am really tired and resigned this time. My mind and my eyes are empty.

" No !! No, I don't care if you'll hate me more after this. But I'll never leave you here alone, it's Fanny's night. "

Ammar took off his arms and then held onto both of my cheeks, wiping away the tears that kept flowing endlessly from my conscious eyes. How I wanted to slap him again, but my whole body was already completely weak.

" I SAID LEAVE FROM BEFORE ME, AMMAR !!! ". With all my might I shouted at him. Ammar did not budge, he still faithfully stood in front of me looking at me.

" At the very least, let me keep my promise to om and aunt to look after, accompany and drive you home safely to Fanny's house. I don't want them to be more worried later, let's get in the car and continue the journey again.

For a moment I realized Ammar's words about my father and mother. I don't want to make them feel this disappointment and pain.

Let me go home tonight with Ammar even though this will be the last thing with him.

I walked first past Ammar on his car which was then followed by Ammar.

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Hygiene. . .

All that was heard was the sound of motorbikes and cars driving past us.

Ammar did not even dare to let out his voice, it seemed like the speed of this car was faster than before. Either because Ammar wants me home soon or he wants to get away from me.

Bathin I keep muttering nonstop. . .

Why God??? You let me have more taste for a playboy guy like him, you let my heart just melt after a long time I no longer know what it is to be in love.

I've been hurt before, and that still leaves a deep pain. Did you do it on purpose from the beginning of Ammar. .just because I'm not as pretty as Nayla?

It's almost unbelievable, you asked me to give you time to finish this all, hahahaha you really are*******. .************ women Ammar .

Arrived at 22:15 Wita. I saw that the living room light was dark from outside, I rushed down from the car without waiting for Ammar to open it again as usual.

I feel I can no longer continue to stand walking from the yard to the house, if only able to want it to feel immediately disappear or fly up to be on my mattress.

I kept walking away from Ammar as I reached for the phone in my bag to call mom to open the door for me.

Immediately Ammar pulled my hand from behind stopping my steps.

I fell silent without looking at him.

" Fanny, wait. You. Your eyes look puffy. What if mom and aunt ask, what will you answer??? "

This question really made me emotional again.

" Are you afraid of Ammar? Are you afraid that I'll tell them the truth? how is the true figure of the man who has been admired, and loved by the princess of the eyes of the puppet. Are you afraid they'll hate you?cih. . . Hypocritical !!! " I turned my face away from Ammar. While Ammar still dared to try to touch my hand, and hold it. . .

" Fanny, please. . . I really love you. Love you so much. . . "

" It's Ammar, don't make me sicker. I am tired of everything that happened today, get out of my sight immediately !!!". Answer me, Cettus let go of his hand.

Then I called my mom to open the door for me.

Mom soon opened the door for me, with a happy smile full of hope. I'm sure you can't wait for my arrival with Ammar. But the smile of the mother's sumringah stopped at once changing expression of shock looking at me.

" Dear, are you. Have you cried? Why sweetheart?" Mom asked in panic as she glanced at Ammar who was following me from behind.

" I'm gapapa mama, just tired "my answer is short.

" Sorry aunt, we went home. It was a little jammed, probably because of the weekend ". Ammar replied clumsily. While the mother was still stunned without an answer.

" Ehm.usual aunt, Ammar was too fond of Fanny that made her cry so. Sorry, my dear. " Said Ammar again stroking my shoulder. I looked at him sharply, though,

" Yeah mom, Fanny's coming in. Sleepy!! Answer me again without responding to Ammar's words.

" E, e.but sayan..," Mother's voice seemed confused.