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Raehan stared pushyly at Agara who was now resting before him.
His body trembled quite violently, with his face covered by his two hands. Hiding the tears that can no longer be contained.
His heart was filled to see Agara who was so fragile in his presence.
Her sense of a wound flowed all over her body when she saw the man who had made her fall in love crying. As if the wound that Agara now feels is also he felt.
He was very sorry for the story that Agara said.
A wound so big that it ensnared this handsome man.
He only wants his childhood affection where his two hands are held tightly by two wingless angels.
A simple hope but able to make the whole life of Agara stuck in the dark past.
Raehan's tears just flowed, his tongue was muddled, he couldn't say anything.
Her intelligent brain felt her to be stupid instantly, she did not dare to say anything. Because I was afraid of opening up that long.
But he couldn't possibly just look at and watch the grief of the man in front. Leaving the wound gnawing and making Agara fall in a pit of sadness.
Slowly Raehan lowered his head, gently stroking Agara's shoulders that felt trembling from crying. Until Raehan's body now crouched parallel to Agara.
Affection.
Sincerity, and love.
That's all Agara needs right now. If his sadness over the ocean then the antidote is affection and sincere love. Raehan's mind rubbed rough the naughty tears that also flowed down his cheeks.
He must neutralize the pain and sadness in his heart.
It is impossible to be a support system for Agara where he is also sad about it.
He must be strong, hide his pity and pity as deeply as possible.
Because her self knows, Agara is the type of man who is abstinent in the face with pity.
Raehan took a deep breath, thinning his lips even though it seemed forced.
Then his hand grabbed Agara's hand, forcing the handsome man to look at his face.
"Sorry, I don't know if your wounds are so great..." Pinta Raehan as his first weapon.
Agara still lowered his face, his lips still trembling with a reddened face and two eyes that were wet with tears.
Raehan squeezed warmly into the two burly hands, channeling positive energy for Agara to calm down. He rests on Agara's two hands on his hands.
Agara raised his glance at Raehan, stealing glances at the girl who was now clasping her hands tightly.
Embarrassed.
That's the right word to express his feelings now, he's a little sorry for saying it all to Raehan.
His mouth was really not in control, he was too carried away with anger and annoyance to suffer the wounds that should he himself pendam.
But now his face is getting reddened, with a warm feeling that is channeled from his two hands that are held tightly by the little girl in front of him.
A slightly warm feeling is able to make himself feel calm even though his wounds are still gaping with width.
Raehan took off Agara's hand, turning back the most beautiful smile he had.
Stalling to his two tiny hands to cupper the face that is now flooded by tears.
Raehan lifted Agara's face until he looked at himself.
"If they don't want to be with you, then I'm the place to go home and the warmest place to give you love.. Maybe her love won't be the same.. But I promise you, I will be where you take shelter in wounds, be your happy place, be your venting place, and be a place that will always be there for you... So I'm the place for everything...." Raehan said softly and sincerely.
Agara stared fixedly at the two brown eyes that were now staring at him meaningfully.
It is as if his self is important and very valuable.
Agara tries to find lies in every word that comes from the lips pich who is smiling beautifully at him.
So I'm the place of everything...
So I'm the place of everything..
So I'm the place of everything...
Raehan's words continued to be teetering in his ears, as if becoming a healing spell to bandage his wounds.
A speck of happiness feels adhered to his cold heart, so that he can feel a truly sincere love.
Should he open his heart?
Give the key to her happiness to the little girl in front of her.
Should he grab the hand of this little girl, who sincerely wants to free herself from the prison of pain?
But, can he trust this girl?
Is this girl serious about what she said right?
Agara is still at war with his thoughts, struggling with opinions that really make him worried.
Between believe and not, but he still looked earnestly at the two brown eyes of Raehan.
Because of the wound, even he was unable to see the seriousness or lies.
Raehan nodded in understanding with Agara's silence.
He rubbed the remaining tears on two cheeks Agara.
He really understands what Agara now feels right, giving trust in others is not easy, after experiencing incident that destroys every trust.
Raehan understood, and this time he would not force Agara to accept himself.
He did not want to make Agara more depressed, even though he had said it with the most beautiful language.
Agara's happiness is much more important, if indeed Agara does not want himself and feel disturbed by his presence, then this second he will go from the life of this handsome man.
His instincts were not that bad, to continue to force a victim of a broken household.
Maybe he did not experience it, but he could understand the loneliness of Agara that he had lived for many years.
"If today you refuse me, then I will stop chasing you.. Love is not as long as it should have, love is sincerity not a compulsion.. My presence may make you more depressed and make you feel disturbed.. Sorry for my selfishness, I'm too selfish to have you. Without me knowing the wounds you bear are much bigger and deeper... I won't force ..." Inner Raehan was now with his head lowered in disappointment, while pulling into his two hands.
The fight was over, and now he had to stop.
Even though love is expected, only clap one hand.
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