METAPHOR OF YOUNG LEGISLATOR LOVE

Sin Dance

Beautiful destiny of God, it can be present from a very painful thing. However, surely every circle of destiny is beautiful in the scenario that God has ordained for each of His servants.

Yes, that is what Indra and Zara are experiencing now. Indra, who had willingly sacrificed her love for Zara's happiness, finally found her happiness when the love finally returned in her arms. .

And so is Zara. When someone who had been waiting for him finally came to return to his love, it turned out that he had just realized that his heart had been acting on the figure of Indra.

"I don't know since when love is in your heart, like I don't know when it grows in my heart. All I know is that you love me, and I am the same" Zara's great-granddaughter said, returning Indra's gaze to her.

"Based on the bad girl. Quickly go back to your room. The nurses would be confused if there was one patient they ran away from somewhere," Indra ruffled Zara's hair fondly.

"don't want. I want to be here with you, sir" Zara refused, now daring to show her potent tone to the cold and mysterious man who had been so annoying to her.

"You're hurt, Zara. Let me take you to your room, so that they can provide maximum treatment for your wounds. Once you're completely healed, I'll take you to see my mother, " Indra's word can't be bargained.

Moreover, hearing Indra say that he will introduce her to his mother, Zara also looks sparkling and develops her smile.

"Are you not lying?" ask Zara reassuringly.

"Of course I'm not lying. But you have to heal first," Indra still shows his indisputable attitude, although in fact, it is part of the form of affection and attention to Zara.

Hearing Indra's words, Zara said, until when one of the guards on Indra's phone finally entered and invited Zara to return to her treatment room, Zara could only obey.

But as soon as Zara came out of Indra's room, she suddenly rounded her eyes and mouth, realizing something was forgotten. Yes, there is something that Zara wants to ask Indra, to further strengthen her heart before their wedding day actually arrives.

"Wait!" zara said to a guard who wanted to take Zara to her room.

"What's wrong?" the guard frowned.

"I forgot something. There was something I wanted to ask her again," while enduring the pain in some areas of her body, Zara decided to turn around and return to Indra's room.

But how surprised Zara, when she saw Indra was dancing on her own so excitedly, even though one hand was still holding an infusion bottle, a sign that she had not healed properly from her wounds.

"Yes. Yes. Yes," that is the voice that Zara heard from Indra's mouth, on the sidelines of her jog.

"That's a real joy, Mr. Narcissis. Is he that happy because of my love words?" guess Zara in my heart.

"Hmmm, hmmm," Zara cleared her throat, to make Indra realize that there was someone other than her.

Indra immediately stopped his action and turned to the source of the sound. His face turned red instantly, realizing that the girl who was the only reason why he did such a ridiculous thing was now right in front of him and was looking at him with such a funny expression.

"Why are you back, Zara? You're still sick. Didn't I tell you to go back to your room?" Indra acted as if there was nothing and tried to cover up her embarrassment, even though her face was as red as a boiled crab.

"You are being asked instead of answering as well" Indra was upset, still trying to cover up her embarrassment.

"There was originally something I wanted to ask you, Sir. But I forgot what I wanted to ask" Zara said as she turned around and left Indra back from her room.

"Ihhh Basic. Why would he have to come back here again anyway? Shame, shame, shame," Indra murmured inwardly.

Indra finally smiled to himself, while scratching his head which was actually not itchy at all.

***

Behind the bars, Sesil's memory wanders on the obsolete story after story that comes like a swirling slide. His eyes suddenly piled up, realizing the time that passed could not be repeated.

"If time could be repeated, I would never choose to enter your life, Felix," murmured Sesil softly.

Now the regret in his heart is able to burn the charred error that had muzzled his senses. The black iron that was lined up in front of him was not only shutting down his freedom to enjoy the outside world, but also making Sesil really feel like a sinner. Moreover, the attitude of Felix who absolutely did not want to be responsible for himself as well as the child he is now being conceived, making the regret in his heart increasingly felt.

Being in a holding cell, Sesil continued to dissolve in grief. Felix who really did not care about the fate of Sesil during his detention was even more making his slump behind bars which now impede the freedom of his life increasingly becoming.

Yes, he continues to feel sinful with his own rottenness, which has even tried to destroy the company of the very meritorious man in his life, for the sake of the man who has now abandoned him.

"Is there still a word of forgiveness?" inner Sesil thrashing.

In that place, an iron fence stood looming, closing the beauty of love and freedom. Only the present sense of longing is unbearable, along with silence in solitude. Now, Sesil's heart was frozen lifeless. This time he realized that absolute freedom belongs only to the Creator.

"I must rise from this fall. Is there no future?" Sesil tries to encourage himself.

"But what am I living for? Who am I living for? Isn't there no longer someone to be the reason for me to survive in this mortal world?" the trajectories of the mind continued to rage in his mind.

Yes, the more Sesil tried, the worse his heart was. A quiet circle behind the iron bars, really able to dominate the heart that even now sow regret along with the self that becomes easily shaken. Now, only the dance of sin laughs in him, making his life ruled by nestapa.

And that afternoon, her chest felt crowded. Clear threads kept coming out from the end of his eyes. His mind was completely muddled, the demon had already taken control of his mind without being able to be controlled anymore.

Until when Sesil's eyes caught a cloth that he wore last night as a blanket to warm his body, his mind had wandered everywhere.

Sesil took the cloth, then ....

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