Love Stifled By Destiny's

Victory of ownership rights

With the help of Alex, now this self has dared to file a lawsuit about the gono gini property belonging to both parents. At first I was so afraid to face the stepfamily, because I remembered their cruelty, which had tormented me in the past. But Alex's sincere spirit helps, the sense of fear just disappears. Behind it too, Alex is investigating to find the perpetrator who has damaged his face.

"Alex, wait?" call slowly.

"Hem" he replied casually.

This self fell silently before him. The hand feels very cold due to groggy, in fear of immediately entering the courtroom, which can determine who will win later.

"What's Amel?" alex asked feeling strange by taking this hand to hold it.

I could only shut up, not respond to her words.

"Why are your hands so cold?."

"I'm scared, Alex. To come into the room, "I answered showing the open door of the court.

"Not to be afraid, because there I am here to stay faithful to accompany you," Alex's mite stuffy voice because he is wearing a mask.

"But, Alex. They're not easy opponents for us to face, so I'm now really afraid that we'll lose" My re-emergence.

"Calm Amel, I will always be near you. If they mess with you, then I'm the one who's going to beat them up the first time" Alex said boldly.

"Thank you, Alex. For your merits, who always put me first. You've always been there for me, every single one of you has always needed." My tone is slow.

Cuup, a kiss of lips I laid on Alex's cheek, whose face was covered with a mask. Then a quick step running small breezed away from before him, while he was still in a state of stupefied for my actions that had a shame to myself.

Some arguments continued to be thrown from the mouth of the biological father, when insistent that he was the rightful owner of the property. But the court finally gave a fair decision, and it turned out that I was the winner. With a thin comparison of ownership of property, between my mother and my father, which is 41% owned by my mother and 59% owned by my father. Because a lot of treasure belongs to papa, so all the property I can have now.

The paper has a papi bladder about the letter that was revealed to me the other day, which is the legal ownership of property, it turns out by the court has been rejected outright, he said, because its authenticity is less accurate and there are no witnesses who justify that the paper is legitimate to be his, so he is now completely destroyed.

"Allah, Allah, you have granted my prayers, to be able to regain the treasure that was lost from my hands due to being taken away," My gratitude in my heart.

Gratitude can not be separated I continue to promise, which finally home the only legacy of the parents has now returned to my hands again.

"Review you, Amel. I'll pay for all this!" Threaten the baby before he actually leaves the court.

"Oh .. duh, already lost but seem unacceptable, do not be angry that way, kali! If papi wants money I will give, it does not suck to raise a bull horn so," I replied back insulting.

"Cuihi. No, you son of a bitch!" hinaanya with drool landed on the floor.

"You lose, you don't have to be all that pretentious. You freak man," my voice softly grumbled.

"What did you just say? You're such a brash kid, "The anger he wants to slap.

"Don't the superpower want to do things at will, because remember here there are still many people," prevent Alex when the blocked hand does not hit me.

"Leave it, Alex. Remember yes, papi. This is not over yet, because I will find the abuser, as well as find the cause of the parent's accident," behind my threats to glare at him.

The fear in the court hearing was not so pronounced, because Alex always stood right behind me to be ready to take care of himself. It turned out that even though he was not who I was anymore, his loyalty that did not leave me was still awake. The hatred that had stopped, because he asked for a break up yesterday, the seeds of new love have now begun to present for him again.

"Bu .. ma'am, see .. see. Amel has managed to get the house again, because it won in court earlier, I said jumping with excitement by holding his hand.

"really that? Wow, mom is happy too. Already ... has jumped, later his legs can be sprained," prevent mother.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Mom knows it, son. You will definitely get it again. This is the fruit of your patience in dealing with this problem, until what you have wanted is achieved as well" he said with tears.

"Why are you crying?" I asked while hugging him.

"Mother crying does not mean sad, but these tears are a sign of happiness, which is enveloping the mother now" he explained.

"Thank you, ma'am. When Amel fell and fell, she was always there to keep Amel company. The spirit you gave me meant so much to me at that time. If there was no mother, Amel would have been like a madman, because of his lack of resistance to the trials that persist. Thank you for all your support, ma'am." I kissed her cheeks many times.

"Together, Amel. Even if you are still my master, my mother will always be faithful to take care of you with all the soul and body that you have," he said.

"Thank you, ma'am. Emuaach ... emuach, I love you so much, "Mom's cheeks are always kissed.

Alex who saw me, being affectionate towards my mother, could only smile happily looking at us.

After the victory that I achieved, just straight away Alex and mother kuboyong to move to the parents' house. They used to be servants in my family, but now their status is different, which I consider as family.

Despite the fact that they are only adoptive families, the services of those who have spent a lot of energy and tears that always help, can not repay more than everything, except consider it as their own family. Every day their time is wasted just for me including my mother. When falling there is no one who accompanies, he patiently and tirelessly always find a solution to this situation of self well when it has fallen into chaos, which he without the slightest bit of complaining.

Mom gave me the idea to do some recitation, for the gratitude I just got. In addition to holding a lecture that invites relatives and neighbors, with a wealth of property on the legacy of parents, I donated money to poor children, orphans, and not to forget to the orphanage.

Finally the feeling of the top above the victory, so happy now. All struggle is not easy to get, by just turning the palm of the hand, everything needs a process of sacrifice and tears to pass through the tortuous path of life.

"Ma, pa. Look Amel's got our house back. It felt like Amel, so happy with this success, but now there is one sorrow that is suffering, which is still not achieved at this time, which is to have Alex's heart completely. Will Amel get it again, ma, pa? Amel loved Amel so much" I said in a plu cry during a visit to the parents' funeral.

Rose flowers are white and red, do not forget to accompany when visiting. Hands continue to be busy sowing rose petals that have been scattered from the stalk, making it easier for themselves to affix on a mound of soil that has long dried up. For a long time this self was rolled into the cemetery, with the way hands stretched out like a hug.

"Neng .. neng, wake up! Come on get up," A man's voice suddenly woke me up.

I did not feel like I was already crying asleep, hugging sadly the last vortex of mine.

"Oh yes, sir. Sorry .. sorry, and thank you for waking up" I told the grave nurse.

"Yes, go home quickly. It was dark today" he said.

"Oh, yes sir. Thank you," I replied.

Now the days are happy, but the happiness is tainted by the sadness of Alex that I cannot fully possess. His attitude now feels mediocre to me that is like a friend, a sense of disappointment so whack over all his attitude that now completely forgets our love story, which had been woven beautifully in the past.