
"We've done everything." Brother further infuriated Mas Rud.
The man's emotions were stirred. "Aryan, we have to make the calculations!"
"You want to count with me? Are you not afraid of losing? You were only a few months with her, and I had been with her for years. Passing the time changed, joys and sorrows, cries and laughter," said the brother who did not even a little make Mas Rud trepidation.
"Although only for a moment but I am the girlfriend. Ye? The years are just being brothers" Mas Rud said.
Brother remained with the utmost composure, "Ex-boyfriend, Rud."
"You're right Aryan. I am an ex-boyfriend who will soon become a husband," convinced Mas Rud with a confident smile.
"Speak like that in front of Rosa and see what her reaction is?" challenge the brother who is ready to be hit by the fighter.
"Tomorrow I will propose to him," said Mas Rud exaggerating the answer to the challenge brother.
The three-year-old man also smiled. I don't know what background, but he seems happy. The anger of his former beloved sister did not make him angry.
"Don't despair if you're rejected! My brother's his heart is a rock."
"If I'm desperate, this one who's calling you is a ghost."
"You're a ghost, Rud. It doesn't exist but it doesn't feel changed."
There was a small laughter carved from the lips of the man who was called to have been picked up by the angel of death. Being called a ghost instead of grumbling can actually be funny. "I am a ghost in the heart of ayu girl."
Even the brother was no less nosy. "She's not a girl anymore."
"For me she remains my father's girl," chuckled Mas Rud.
This time, it was my brother who smiled instead. "Love is blind, isn't it?"
"Say your race to him. I suggest, start opening your heart from now on!"
"Before I open my heart, I'll first hang up on this phone."
"Wait!" Mas Rud hurriedly stopped the brother's intentions.
Brother waited for what Mas Rud would say calmly. Actually he was also just a pleasantries to immediately close the call. Because from earlier, Mas Rud had not said what he wanted to convey.
"Tomorrow, take me to Dion's tomb!" pinta Mas Rud before the elder brother interjected.
"Would you like to see him?" telisik.
There was a sound of breath being thrown out finely. "There's so much I want to talk to him about."
The chat that was originally nuanced debate, immediately became full of days. The link between the man who loves one woman, the depth is mutually understood so that just mention his name there is a shakes that spread.
You can first master feelings. "Tomorrow morning I'll pick you up."
The good that is recognized by anyone, that is the sacred heart of brother Aryan. Never burdensome with the feelings you have and it helps a sense of unity. Only one question continues to bother, when will he find the love he loves?
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"It turns out this is the second?" sindir mother when Mas Rud approached the dining table for breakfast with neat clothes.
"Being second is hard, are you ready?" asked Mommy while gently rubbing the arms of the son.
Mas Rud placed his chin on the right shoulder. "Loving Rosa got me ready for everything, Bun. Let alone to be happy, even lara I pass with all my heart."
Mother stopped her activities to prepare breakfast. "Mother is proud to have a son like you, son. Fight your love! If Ardi and Mr. Dhenya had been in the way of your marriage, perhaps now it is Rosa's own feelings that will be your bastion."
Mas Rud released a hug from the body of the mother. Walk around until facing each other. "Ardi and Mr. Dhe Haryo .. how are they?"
Mother shifted the chair and then she occupied it. The breath he breathed deeply before telling a story that seemed to be teasing the pent-up wound. "Ary is married."
Hearing the mother's statement, Mas Rud sat himself down. "When? With whom, Mother? How can?"
Another breath was released. Mother looked hard to tell, but she insisted. "After we lost the father and the bankrupt company they drifted away on their own. Maybe they feel like they've won."
"Why don't they disturb Rosa and Dion's relationship, Bun?" search Mas rud curious.
"Because Mama Rosa gave up her assets to be taken over by her family. Instead, he begged Rosa to be allowed to marry Dion."
"Ardi accepts it that easily?" Mas Rud was getting curious.
Mama took a sip of water which she had prepared for breakfast. "Of course not. They were planning to harm Dion, but they were wretched."
"I mean Mother?" Rud continued to answer.
"Ardi accident. Her legs were pinched and the left one had to be amputated." said the mother while holding back feelings of pity.
Mas Rud gasped. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. As a normal human being, he does not deny that in the corner of his heart tucked in pleasure. However, as fellow humans there are even family relationships of course pity exists.
"Then, Mr Dhe Haryo?"
"After the incident, Mr. Dhe remained determined to match them. What Mama Rosa sacrificed did not change their intentions."
Mas Rud felt furious. His hands clenched and prepared to blow. But the mother muffled the anger of the son. A swab in the arm becomes an option. "They've got a reply, son."
"What's the reason, Bun?" Mas Rud took a further look.
"Sir Dhe Haryo's stroke."
Once again, Mas Rud cheered inwardly. He allowed himself to be evil in an instant. Lara who must he feel perfect, certainly not wrong if she feels happy when the culprit mired.
"Are they reaping the fruits of their deeds to Rud, Bun?"
"Your expression, Rud!"remember the Mother who found a happy spark on the news of grief.
"Let Rud laugh a little at the life story, Bun! Just, little!"
"just little? Enough, Son! Life is not a funny story. Everything has been written and we just live it. There is no one who is never wrong. Forgiveness is beautiful."
"Rud can't forget everything they've done, Bun. Too sick. The happiness they destroyed, is it still worth forgiving? No, Bun! At least for now sorry that Rud has not been able to give," I Mas Rud withhold growled at the painful memories that should make him lose those he loved back pictured in the mind.
Mother rubbed the back of the son. "Slowly you will be able to do it. There's no need to hold a grudge, son!"
Mas Rud could only lick a thin smile. What Mother says is true, but heartache is still high. Treasures can return, but father has entered the eternal realm. Rosa's? Only she's the key to the apology she's gonna give.