Marry Brother, My Curtain.

Marry Brother, My Curtain.
Heartsickness.



Dave stepped foot into his study, with a reddened look on his face, and there was a deep sadness.


Alma, and Daven stared at each other in confusion.


Seeing their young master passing by with a reddened face, and his weeping wife, calling out the name of her sumi.


"I am concerned about their homes. And here the victims are their children. Had it been that Young Master Dave, not been in a relationship with Miss Laura, it would have been nothing like this." Alma exclaimed, with the look of his own face.


"Yes, Auntie. If only you hadn't been in a relationship with Miss Laura, their household, it wouldn't be right now." Timpani, Daven.


Dave slammed the door very roughly, and immediately approached his seat of greatness, and sat leaning against it.


Seemed restless, and a very deep sadness from the look on his face.


"Why did this happen to me. Was Alana deliberately in a relationship with my best friend, so that she would exact her revenge on me..? and Louis, you.... You're mybest friend. But why do you have the heart, do this to me.


I don't love her, but why is it that when I find out she's in a relationship with another man, and asking for a divorce, why makes me so frustrated. What the hell is going on with me..? why..?" Dave muttered in confusion, with teary eyes.


He held his head, staring at the ceiling of his study. Until the voice of the telephone, averted the gaze of the handsome man. Grabbing his phone, which is stuck in his pants. And look, Laura's name is there. Ignore the telephone, and just put the phone on the table.


Again the voice of the telephone was heard again, and saw the same name, namely her lover Laura.


The sound of the telephone was so disturbing, and it unceasingly rang. Dave rubbed his face rough, and he looked so upset that he finally decided to take a telephone from the woman.


"Hallo..!!" With tone, ketus.


"Hallo Dave, where are you?? why until now, you haven't come home yet!" With a tone, that sounded annoyed.


"I'm in my house, Laura..?"


"What..??" With a tone, that was so surprised.


All right if you're in that house. But it's almost 9 o'clock, why haven't you gone home yet, Dave? didn't you promise me that from now on you'll spend more time with me."


"I'm sorry, Laura..? but tonight, I'm gonna sleep here."


"I don't want to, you're staying at that house. Didn't you promise me that from now on you'll only spend time with me, and not with that woman."


"Remember, L:aura!! after all, Alana is my wife."


"But you don't love him, and you only love me Dave..? and didn't you promise me that you wouldn't hurt me a second time. Remember your promise Dave, the one you always tell me. If you're not gonna hurt me a second time." He said, with a sobbing tone.


Dave rubbed his face, when he heard Laura's sobs, making the handsome businessman look so frustrating.


"I'll never let you down. But tonight, I'm gonna sleep here. So please, understand." He said, by disconnecting the telephone just like that.


"Why did this happen to me. I love Laura very much. Keep what I feel, to my wife Alana!! why is it so painful, even so painful, to know he is in a relationship with another man. Why is this happening to me, Tu.han? why did you make me, trapped in such a complicated situation?"


Dave dissolves into his daydream, thinking about what happened to him. Until the sound of the door opened, averted the businessman's gaze.


"Sir, may I come in..?" Ask Daven, in a slow tone.


Forcing himself to smile, before answering his secretary's question.


"Come on Daven, I really need you."


Daven stepped out, with slow steps, as his eyes focused on Dave's face, which looked uninspired.


"Are you all right, sir?"


A small laugh framed his face, upon hearing what his secretary asked.


"You're asking me if I'm okay, Daven..?" By coming back, laughing.


While I may be fine, she says she loves my best friend, and falls in love with him. And..." By pausing the sentence for a moment, while wiping the tears that have returned to drip.


And he asked me many times to get a divorce. Alana wants to, get divorced from me, Daven...?" With a tone, which was so slow because of the deep sadness.


"Sir..., you cry..? You cry, for the woman you don't love."


Laughing, when he heard what his secretary said.


"Yes Daven, isn't this funny..? a Dave, crying for a woman he doesn't love. People will laugh at me if they see it. Even Alana, too."


Daven breathed a rough breath, and he immediately sat on the chair, which was in front of his Master's desk.


"Master.... Crying is a natural thing. It's even natural, if we cry, for the one we love."


"You mean, I..." Not continuing his sentence, as Daven interrupted his words.


"Without you knowing it, you've fallen for Miss Alana. Is that the truth, sir?


you suffered so much in the moment, you found out Miss Alana was in a relationship with another man. Even when he asks to part, you firmly reject him. Even now, you are crying for her. Isn't that all because of love?"


His gaze glimpsed at Dave, and then exhaled deeply. And he seemed to be petting, with what his secretary had just said.


Daven smiled, as he looked at his young master's expression.


"Maybe you haven't noticed. But nothing wrong, if you start to trace your heart, sir? who is the woman you love, Miss Alana, or Miss Laura." He said, by passing from the room.