My best friend my husband

Chapters 77.The Heart of Azlan

The sound of applause accompanied the end of the guitar and my voice.

"I will sing the second song, Still With You, made popular by Jungkook BTS" I said.

I won't sing once, even a second time. This is for Dara.

The guitar quote came back as my finger plucked it slowly and closed my eyes pervading each of the song's lyrics.

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Prok .. prok .. prok ...

The sound of applause was so sweet in my ears. I smiled happily and put the guitar next to my chair.

I stood up and slightly raised the microphone pole that was in front of my chin.

"I am Azlan Rafiq Hidayatullah Seok, I come from South Korea and work in Indonesia. I'm born in Daegu, South Korea and to be honest I belong to a very wealthy family. Here, I am not describing my father's treasure, Mr. Seok. However, my wife.

Thank you for accomplishing my day until now. Many things we have done together until the time that we are tested and come back in my arms again. I really love you more than anything. I'm so happy to have a woman as beautiful as you. I am so very grateful that you can accept me as it is without looking at my very handsome physique. Because of you my day feels so colorful. Every second, I think so much about you. When I work, remembering you make me even more excited to make a living. I don't care where you are from, I love you very much, even if I have to lose my life so that you can survive, live and see a very beautiful world. I won't let anyone hurt your heart, these tears. I don't want that thing out. Stay with me even more than ten thousand hours. Living with a woman I really want. Forgive all my flaws, I'm only a human who sometimes has mistakes. I want to make sweet memories with you, my hidden dreams, complained and tired. Dara, you are the woman I really love. Live with me until our hair turns white, our faces are wrinkled, our paths are no longer as excited as when we were young and slowly our lives separate from this body."

"Trust me, I will take care of you until this body is weakens. I will be your shoulder when you are sad, don't bury it all. I am your, amu your husband. Tare. Be my woman, be my girlfriend, be my wife, be the mother of my children and be my woman forever"

(I am Azlan Rafiq Hidayatullah Seok, I am from South Korea and work in Indonesia. I was born in Daegu, South Korea and honestly I belong to a very well-to-do family. Here, I did not release my father's treasure, Mr. Seok. But, my wife.

Thank you for accompanying me until now. Many things we have done together until the time when we were tested and back in my arms again. I really love you more than anything. I'm so happy to have a woman as beautiful as you. I am so grateful that you can accept me for who I am without looking at my very handsome physique. Because you're my day feels so colorful. Every second, I think about you. When I work, remembering yourself makes me more eager to make a living. I don't care where you come from, I love you so much, even if I have to lose my life so you can survive, live and see a very beautiful world. I won't let anyone hurt your heart, those tears. I don't want that thing out. Stay alive with me for over ten thousand hours. Living with the woman I really want. Forgive all my flaws, I'm just a human being who sometimes has it wrong. I want to make sweet memories with you, my ideals buried, my complacency and fatigue. Dara, you're the woman I love so much. Live with me until our hair is bleached, our face is wrinkled, our path is no longer as vibrant as when we were young and slowly our life separates from this body.)

(Trust me, I will take care of you until this body weakens. I'll be your shoulder when you're sad, don't hide it all. I'm yours, I'm your husband. Be my woman, be my girlfriend, be my wife, be the mother of my children and be my woman forever)

"Wow, these words are very sweet, perfect and very touching. He is very fortunate to have you that is well established, handsome and also good at singing" MC told me.

(Well, very sweet, perfect and very touching words. He is very lucky to have you who are well established, handsome and also adept at singing.)

"Give a round of applause for Mr. Azlan's."

I got off the stage towards the chair where Dara and my co-workers were there.

"His words were very touching, Mr. Azlans. Really made us very touched."

"Right, you are very good at composing beautiful words for your wife."

(His words are very touching, Mr. Azlan. It made us so excited.)

(True, you're very good at stringing beautiful words to your wife.)

"Thanks." -."

I smiled at them and looked at Adnan.

He hugged my body next to him and buried his head in my breast.

Fortunately they looked towards the stage where the man was singing a song.

"You embarrassed? What are you ashamed of? It should be a shy sister," I said.

"The words were, very sweet. I was mealting. I'm fly-fly."

I laughed at Dara's chattering. How could he fly and melt with my somewhat ambiguous words earlier.

"You know."

I raised his hand that was attached to my waist towards my chest where my heart was resting.

"I also have to fight this heartbeat, I'm groggy to know. I think I lost oxygen on stage."

I shifted my chair to get closer to me and we enjoyed the music that some people were playing.

Mr. Kyen doesn't recommend soda or alcohol at her wedding. So, there is only juice, coffee and latte.

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After no one else went on stage to make a golden sound, the MC returned with his microphone.

"Well, for the last game because the temperature is getting cold. We'll make a game for these of you who are pairs to dance and Mr. Kyen will give gifts for those of you who dance romantically and affectionately. Show your skills now, because this is the request of the brides and grooms. The piano player will provide romantic music. Enjoy it."

The MC put down his microphone and left the stage. All that remains is Mr. Kyen and the Lady Goddess.

(Well, for the last game as the temperature gets colder. We'll make a game for you guys who pair up to dance and Mr. Kyen will give you a gift for dancing romantically and affectionately. Show your skills now, for this is a request from the bride and groom. Piano players will give you romantic music. Enjoy.)

They walked back to the front of the stage. I stood up and pulled Dara's hand.

"Why?"

Because Dara held my hand, she refused to dance with me? Thought.

"I can't."

"Come on, just dance."

I pulled her hand back, but again and again Dara refused to hold my step towards the front of the stage.

While I sat back and looked into his eyes.

"Chumchwo Eoseo, Chagi. Geos - eun danji chum - eul chuneun geos - ibnida. Geuleohji anh-eumyeon ulinun salangseuleobge hamkke chum-eul chul geos-ibnida. Eoseo, naega chumchuneun beob - eul galeuchyeo julge. Bukkeuleowohageona danghwang hal pil - yoga eobs - seubnida. Yeogiseo ulinun hamkke baeul su issseubnida. Dangsin-eun chum-eul chul su eobs-seubnida. jeog-eodo dangsin-eun daleun salamdeulmankeum jalhaji moshadeolado chum-eul galeuchyeo jul su issseubnida," bisikku.

(Come dancing, baby. It's just a dance, when else will we dance together. Come on, I'll teach you how to dance. No need to be ashamed or embarrassed. Here we can learn together. Brother also can not dance, at least brother can teach you to dance although not as good as others.)

Dara has not yet collapsed.

I know that he doesn't know Hangul yet.

I stroked the back of his cold hand. I left Dara to ask the man for gloves.

"Can you find me some gloves? My wife is cold."

(Can you get me some gloves? My wife is cold.)

The man nodded his head and left me.

I turned around to look at Dara who was looking for my whereabouts.

I was standing right in a dark room with no lights. Dara doesn't look at me.

"Naega iljjig tteonass - eul ttae hwaga nassdago saeng - gaghaess - eul sudo issseubnida. Naega seoissneun gos-i anhni, chagi?" muttered.

(Maybe he thought I was angry when I left him. Don't you see where I stand, baby?)

The man walked over to me and brought me thick black gloves.

I gave him a piece of money, but he refused and I put it in his suit and thanked him. I stepped onto our table and gave Dara the gloves.

Visualization of Dara