Mas Rud (Novel Love The Bodyguard)

Open the Heart

Chapters. 28: Forced to Hurt

Like the light I got in Rosa's room, the living room was still lit. Mom and Dad are awake. Talking with seriousness made me wonder what they were considering.

"What's up, Dad, Bun?"

"Sit down, son."

Mother's orders I obey with curiosity that fills the mind. Without asking, I waited for one of them to speak. The heart is filled with pain, though the bitter truth I have not yet found. I can guess what really happened.

"Submit your intention to propose. Ardi has proved his threat. Dad's company is faltering due to the stock withdrawal made by the Ardi family. Don't let Rosa experience what we're going through."

Instantly the strength of my flesh support bone decays. Lungla. The harsh reality really should force me to stop getting here.

Mother approaching. "Think carefully, son. Mother is sure you can make the right decision. Everyone's happiness is in your hands."

I stared at the floor with a painful heart. The mind wants to win over logic, but the heart cannot be lied to.

I love her .. I love her very much. The future I build, the foundation is my love for him. Then, if now I choose to go, am I able to set my heart? Can she and I live without the breath of love for us to breathe?

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Morning has shown me the throne. I'm still awake. Since last night the eyes don't want to be closed. The mind is swayed by choice but the heart cannot create pain.

The ringing of the device that went through dozens of times, not the least I cared about. It must have been him wondering why I didn't return the message. Really, that wasn't my intention.

I want to be sure that in the end I can't. With a flutter of flavors that somehow called it, I grabbed the thing that kept shouting itself. Shifting symbols and now my eyes are presented with sentences that make me confused to complain.

"Sorry, Honey. I did not reply to your WA! What was? I didn't go into the office today. I'm out of town 2 days."

I lie. This is the beginning of the story I deliberately created to make him hurt. It will slowly disappear without explanation. Not because I don't love, but it's love that's so lingering that I don't want him to feel the pain.

Babe .. forgive! I broke a promise I made myself. Your run won't be much if I stop here.

Let us cry now as long as you laugh later. Though I doubt, can my life be happy without you. However, as long as you are happy, then I am willing.

"Be careful, Mom! We obrolin later if Mas has already gone home," he replied that actually makes my tears shed.

You have to be careful, honey. Without me, happy life! I'm sorry I can't fight you anymore.

The tears shed again. Let it. If a cry can remove a wound, throw it all away, then I will cry until these tears run out.

God ... I can only keep him here. I will re-enact her happiness in Your hands. Replace it, present it with someone who loves it just as much as I do. Don't let him lack love and affection!

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The girl closed her novel again. But the wound was back open. However, he tried to dampen all the raining feelings.

Ms.... careful? Your heart has a new heart. And I should too. Maybe it still exists, but we have to force it to go forever. May we be happy without the heart we once had.

The girl closed her eyes. The novel was used as a cover for his face. Wishing he'd drown in his deep sleep the night.

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The mature man who was familiarly called brother had just returned to the living room. Some time ago, he left his brother there. Bi Iyah he asked to accompany, while he was away. And now, when he returned the girl ayu seemed to have fallen asleep in a dream.

"Non Rosa overslept, Den." Bi Iyah gave her a softly tuned voice.

The brother showed a friendly smile. "Please prepare the guest room, Bi!"

"Sorry, Den. The guest room air conditioner is cleaned. Sir says, the freon's out, too. Pity Non Rosa if it has to be hot."

"In your room!" the command of the papa who had suddenly stood not far from them.

The brother scrunched his forehead. The advice of the father disturbed his mind. The idea of the man who gave him the Dharma last name is beyond reasoning. How can he ask the son to bring a girl to sleep in his private area.

"Rosa's in bed, you're on the couch. Don't think of anything!" chirp the next papa with his mischievous smile.

"Father whose mind is far away."

"Masa? Let's not say papa's son isn't normal!" timpal papa while away as soon as possible before the son showered him with retaliatory sentences.

The brother chose not to mash up his papa taunts. He chose to prepare to carry his sister into his room. It was heartless to see him fall asleep in a half-sitting position.

Calmly, the brother brought the younger brother in an embrace. As much as he put his energy to be able to reach his room on the second floor. Passing through the breadth of the first floor and the many stairs.

Now, the door that was blocking had passed. Carefully he bent his body. Slowly release the hug until the ayu girl gets the most comfortable position in bed.

The brother sat himself on the edge of the bed. Swiping the sweat on his sister's forehead. Some strands of hair that play naughty on the face of the sister did not escape for her to neaten.

"Why can you make me love you so much, Sa?" ask the brother to himself while rubbing the hair of the girl ayu.

He lifted a look from his sister's face. Throwing a look in the other direction while breathing deeply. A moment later, he shuffled from sitting down.

Staring again at the face of the ayu, the brother's wish to grab the blanket and pull it to cover more than half the body of the girl ayu. The sturdy body of the wise man leaned slightly towards the forehead of the younger brother. A little distance left, but his body lifted up again.

The man chose to leave. Leaving the girl in her sleep. He stopped for a while after closing the door.

"Sleep soon! It seems that you are exhausted," the papa ordered, who happened to enter the room next to the brother's room.

"It's Aryan going to sleep on the couch downstairs, Dad," replied the older brother with a smile.

"He said dear .. but his sister was left to sleep alone" seduced the father with his mischievous smile.

"Why does Aryan want to get pregnant with someone's child?" timpal the elder brother stepped towards the stairs.

"Papa would be proud if you could do that," continued the papa while turning the handle of his room door.

He chose to keep stepping away. In the swing of the foot that was getting away he was silent. The wild mind he casts away to drive away the naughty whispers. He can't be selfish. No. gabe.

The tall man stopped in front of the dispenser. The cold white water that he took, he immediately sipped after choosing to sit on a chair. It was clear that there was a rage that was roasting in his heart.

"Not sleeping, Den?" Bi Iyah came over to his young master.

The smile that had disappeared was now expanding. "Well, Bi."

"Is there anything you need to help?" bargain Bi Iyah politely.

"No, Bi. Just rest!" reject the brother kindly, deliberately not showing the turmoil of his heart.

The faithful woman who worked for the Dharma family for decades, resigned from the presence of the brother. Hurry to the back where his bedroom is. Late night, it's time for the body to be attacked by sleepiness. Let yourself sleep in the dark hide of the night.

He chose to walk into the family room. Stretch yourself by making the right hand as the focus of the head. He tried to close his eyes even though his mind was still troubled by the news about Rud.

If Rud is really married ... then what about Rosa? That woman is not the type of forcible love. If it wasn't Dion who healed his wounds, I think he'd still be drowning in pain.

Can I make her happy?

"You've made me happy, Bang."

The grip of the hand slowly opened the closed eyes of the elder brother. The two brothers met with a look. Talk to each other even without a voice.