
Love is a gift. If I can't love you as my life partner, then I will love you as my sister.
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Luna is still sobbing. All this is hard for him to accept. Juan.... Especially family. It never crossed her mind that she was not the daughter of an Edi Ustman. No matter how big of a wound the man infused in his heart. But Edi is still a father whom he is proud of as well.
Juan told me everything. Everything was.. He told as much detail as possible what Arief had told him at that time. After accidentally finding a small photo containing his young Papa with a girl. Of course Juan knew her, that girl Lia. What he knows is Mother Luna, because Lia's physique has not changed much since young until now. As Juan heated up, he urged Papa to tell him a story. Make Arief finally honest. Juan could clearly see the regret of every word Arief said. And now finally, Juan came to the point where he and Luna would be reunited with their newfound status. Brother and sister.
"I'm going to go. I'm going to study abroad"
Juan. Luna's sobs stopped and immediately raised her head.
"Why?"
Ask Luna. Juan looked over, looking into his sister's eyes deeply. Holy hooch! A sister? Her sister? Is it wrong if Juan still hopes this is just a dream? His lover... His sister? He was angry, hated and did not accept. But this fate is beyond his control.
"I can't stay near you. It'swrong. Not true, with the distance maybe the feeling will fade"
Juan then looked down.
"Hopefully"
Add it with a slow murmur.
"I don't think it's distance"
Juan had turned back to hear Luna's voice just now.
"Only our bodies will be far away. Not feelings. That feeling is not affected by distance, I'm sure you know that too. We want each of us at the end of the world"
Luna's tears came back.
"In fact, we may be getting killed by our own feelings. Keep thinking that our seclusion now will heal all, but it makes us remember more and stronger. Let everything flow. The most appropriate remedy at this time is time"
Luna clearly. Beside him Juan was silent. He digested every word Luna said.
"Would you see Papa for a second?"
Ask Juan. Luna looked confused. Papa's? That figure was just that he was pointing at Edi. Even until now.
Luna bit her lower lip. He doesn't know what he wants now. Everything looks gray, confused, sad, angry. Everyone wants to dominate each other in Luna. He closed his eyes as his head shook.
"Now not. I need some time"
Juan breathed.
"Papa is sick Lun. Heart-"
"I want to be alone first. I've met you now, I'm relieved"
Luna quickly cut off Juan's words. The man was silent, not intending to say anymore. Is correct. Luna needs time, just like the first time she knew all this she also needs time to be alone.
"I'll take you home"
Barat Juan's.
"No. I want to be alone first. Right here"
Luna said with hopeful eyes. Juan looked into those eyes for a moment. Then his hand slowly cupped next to Luna's cheek. The girl returned weak, she held Juan's hand back without sliding it from her cheek. Her tears were flowing through both of their hands.
Not long. Luna lowered Juan's hand from her cheek and nodded her head hinting at Juan if it's okay here.
"Assalamu'alaikum"
His heavy breath was heard in Luna's ears in Juan's greeting.
"Wa'alaikumsalam"
Luna's voice sounded hoarse. Juan slowly moved away.
"Luna"
He suddenly called after turning around. Luna did not look, but Juan knew she was listening.
"Love is a gift. If I can't love you as my life partner, then I'll love you as my sister"
Luna still did not look. But there he came back crying to hear it.
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