My enemy my Beloved

Chapter 36's

Hanna enters the ICU room with a pushy look. She bit her lips, trying not to cry. He didn't want to burden the Ronin with his whimper. Not when the Ronin are helpless like this.

The girl looked at the young man who was now helpless, with various kinds of equipment connected to her body. Hanna's heart felt sliced at this. His heart is in pain. It felt like an object had hit his chest, many times.

Hanna shakes. Holding firmly the tip of the bed sheet holds tightness in the chest. 

"Ronin.." The girl whispered. Slowly, he held the young man's hand that was drooping. Very carefully. It was as if the hand would crack if one held it slightly. 

"Dear, wake up." 

He slowly sobbed. Ogre. 

Ronin don't listen. 

Don't listen to Hanna cry. 

The girl is still casting spells. 

But he's not that strong. Although he was withholding all his might. But her sobs are still heard. Until he bit his own lips. The girl still could not help her crying. 

Especially when it comes to this eagle-eyed youth. Hanna became increasingly weak and helpless.

Slowly her crying broke out. The girl hiccups herself. Sobbing itself. 

He did not realize, from behind that door, that a young man also had his heart cut open, hearing him cry. 

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It's the fifth day since the Ronin were unconscious. Hanna's like a living corpse. The girl comes to the hospital every day. Sometimes it comes alone. Sometimes with his friends. Sometimes Jun comes alone, and Hanna will cover somewhere else, giving these two friends time to be together. 

Fortunately, at school there are no hours of lessons, only sometimes remedial and then there began to be empty hours of holiday preparation. And because Hanna's grades are almost perfect, she doesn't have to come to school. Try to go to school, what kind of a girl who looks like a zombie. 

Hanna couldn't even cry. The girl was often silent, pondering. Sometimes telling stories about his activities or others on the silent Ronin. Sometimes it was just silence holding the young man's hand, carrying him on his cheek. Looking at the young man who never woke up and still fell asleep there. 

The girl seemed to have no life. 

Everyone has seduced him into doing. But nil. At best, bring books to the ICU. But at the end of the day, the book was just put on the table, and he looked back at the young man. 

May once took Hanna to school, so she could breathe free air. Hanna arrives, but the girl cries alone in the back garden of the school. The place where the Ronin invited him to chat for the first time. A place where they often meet. 

It might sound excessive. But it is not too crowded to imagine the people we love are now helpless. Especially because he saved us. Like there's guilt also hurt into one. Makes a deep pain. 

"Hanna, don't eat?" The barrel came as the girl was still looking at the Ronin while holding his hand. 

Hanna turned her head, only to realize the presence of Laras, Ronin's mother, from now on she was busy with her own thoughts. "Oh yeah, Auntie, not hungry yet." The girl backed off, allowing Laras to sit down. 

Laras sighed, feeling concerned to see the lover of this mere son of his puppet who looked similar to the undead. He thought he was the only one who loved his son unconditionally. But when he saw Hanna, he just realized, someone loves his son, as big as he is. 

"Hanna eat gih, rest. If the Ronin wake up, keep looking at Hanna who's like this, Aunt who's getting scolded." Barrel tried to smile. 

Hanna lowered her head, so felt guilty. "Sorry, Auntie, Hanna made Auntie worry ya."

"No, my dear." The barrel stroked the top of Hanna's hair. "Hanna must also take care of her health. Don't let, when the Ronin are awake, Hanna is sick."

Laras. "No need, darling. Hanna be careful."

Not until Hanna left, Laras turned his head again. Looking at the girl who was still standing at the door, was looking at the Ronin like he was unwilling to leave. 

"Hanna?" call Laras back. "Thank you for loving the Ronin. Ronin's a wounded child. Aunty can't give him a decent life. Aunty was so grateful that someone loved her, let alone that child whose love tank was full like Hanna."

Looks simple. But again, Hanna felt a tightness in her chest. 

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Adra did not understand, at this young age, like so many temptations and winds that hit. Starting from his son who so back and forth hurt just because of one young man. Even more strangely, his son fell in love with the young man. Even more confusing than the young man who has saved his son, even the only princess of this puppet is indebted to this young man. 

That's still not enough. Now Adra heard news that he could not understand. 

"This is a portrait of Laras and her late husband. They were married, but her husband died, since then Laras took care of his own son. So they could be said to be from a good family. Not like the rumors going around." Detective Adra's man gave the info. 

Adra gave up and allowed her son to meet the Ronin. But he kept finding out the young man's info. 

"Who's her husband's name?"

"hiro. Hiro from the Wijaya family."

"Hiro?"

Adra's heart stopped beating. The capture of old photos that originally did not pay too much attention. 

Hiros. It was Hiro that. 

Adra knows this guy. They were good friends at school. Even so familiar, they have built a plan to marry their children later, in order to become a big family. 

A big plan, from friends who are very familiar and know each other. 

However, during college, Hiro slowly disappeared as if swallowed by the earth. His family was also very closed. Reportedly he is missing. Just like that. No one really knows where it is. He did not think that his friend was dead. 

"Why did he die?"

"accidents. Since then, Laras and his son have suffered greatly. Because Laras and Hiro are not approved. And then Hiro died. It makes everything fall apart. 

For the umpteenth time, Adra nodded. 

So the young man whom He blasphemed all out, whom He forbade to meet his son, was the son of his friend, was he? 

So, the young man who really loves his son, who he says is not from a good family, is it from a family that he values so much, is that it? 

So the two children who were the plan to be betrothed were really in love, right? 

Adra really doesn't understand. 

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