My Sister's Candidate Becomes My Husband

CAMS - Up 33

"I-i"

"I said get out! Don't you use your brain to think?!" Shouted Deon impatiently.

Rain was surprised, his face instantly turned deathly pale. Without saying a word and waiting for Deon to get even more angry he went straight from the living room, carrying his aching leg limping into the room.

As soon as he got to the front door of the room he immediately held the handle of the entrance but did not immediately go inside. She clenched her left hand while breathing fast, looking back, she looked at the husband's wide shoulder with a sad expression on her face.

He hoped for a second that Deon would see him, just a short stare was also okay let alone to apologize, Rain really hoped. But hope is only hope, if it is not made disappointed then it is not the hope of its name.

Deon never turned his face back, no, Deon didn't.

Rain smiled wryly, his eyes again felt sore and began to fog. Sighing deeply, he disappointedly walked into his room and locked the door as tightly as possible. After locking the door she suddenly pensively stared at her room, limp, her body helplessly leaning against the side of the door and falling slumped onto the floor as a warm liquid came out of the corner of her eyes.

"Am I really capable, Lord?" Those were the first words that came out of his mouth.

Is he willing?

They had just been married, only a few hours and not even 24 hours. But in that short time Deon had repeatedly snapped, scolded, and let him down.

"Am I really capable?" He asked wryly, "I said it was okay before but a few hours later I suddenly thought...Maybe I really can't?" His heart began to fade.

She was not a tough woman, who could still smile and laugh after being humbled many times. No, God knows he's not that strong and stupidly he's ever overestimated himself.

He said it was okay but after passing it suddenly he hesitated it was still fine and was able to get through all of this.

He thought maybe he wasn't that strong. She's not as strong as the women out there.

"God knows I'm not wrong but still blamed by everyone, God knows I need love but never get love from everyone, God knows... no one really understands my feelings. So, how long will I keep fighting?"

Struggling for the justice she dreams of, fighting for the family affection she never got, fighting for the love they forcibly took from her life.

So, until when will Rain continue to fight?

Is giving up and ending all of this a good choice?

But isn't all this still not enough?

Rain is still not satisfied enough to live with Deon, seeing Deon in the early morning and at the end of the night, not satisfied to express his love that claps one hand, then should Rain survive?

In a moment, let him feel everything he had never felt before even just a little, Rain should still be strong, right?

She curled pitifully in front of the door while both her hands had been raised to silence her own mouth, preventing her sobbing sounds from getting bigger and making Deon annoyed.

He's tired, he's tired,

But his stubborn brain circuitry forced him to hang on for a little while. This marriage is an opportunity that God gives so it is a pity to miss. This opportunity will not come often in Rain's life, maybe this is the first and last in his life because his position here is very unfair.

Right, not fair.

All this is unfair.

"Please, Lord, hold on to my heart until the day it's supposed to end. Just for a moment, I want to live with Deon..." He still floated the same words, the same prayer, and the same hope.

Naive indeed, let alone anyone else, even he himself was aware that she was a stupid woman. Stupid because of the feeling of clapping one hand that has been deeply rooted in the heart.

Funny thing,

Although he was aware of all this foolishness but his heart refused to give up while his mind cried out to endure.

Hah, isn't she with all her way of mind so nauseating?

How else, this was his destiny and he did not find a solution to all the situations now.

Rain, I don't know, only God knows if it's good luck for his life because it can be tied to his soulmate, or vice versa, it's a misfortune for his life because it has to be stuck in a sickly bed,

... for the second time.

"Hiks..." Blurry, his gaze became increasingly blurry as drowsiness struck.

The cold of the night shivering without excuse began to creep over Rain's thin skin, she was cold? No, he felt fine except for his heart.

The treatment of the two eyes that always glowed softly dimmed, his eyelids became heavy, heavy so he could not lift it.

Exhausted,

He finally fell asleep. Forgetting her soft bed and leaving her warm blanket. Sleeping in front of the door feels much more comfortable,

Comfortable...Hem, who knows if these are facts or maybe just words of deception in his heart to trick the silence.

Unfortunately.