My Sister's Candidate Becomes My Husband

CAMS - Up 52

Deon's head suddenly buzzed painfully. As if there were thousands of invisible needle sticks piercing him mercilessly, it felt extremely painful. A thin cold sweat then formed on his forehead as if to describe how he felt at this moment.

His head was in pain, then followed by a feeling of tightness in his chest that was very unbearable. For a moment, Deon did not know how to supply air into his body that was beginning to lose control. This feeling was excruciating, the last time he felt it was last night when he saw Rain's pendant.

"It's okay to skip a day..." It was his own voice, resounding powerfully within his head with a flash of unfamiliar yet short memories.

"I'm afraid they're more than one person and their bodies are bigger than yours... Deon, what do they want from us?" No, don't cry. Deon strangely wanted to say that but his lips as if locked withholding a painful rain inside his head as well as chest.

Be ill,

This was not a physical wound but rather to his heart. For some reason she felt her chest ache when she heard this cry..This cry sounded like Rain's?

Rain, why are you crying?

"Blood.blood... Rain, why are you doing this to me?"

"Sister Deon?" A light pat immediately pulled Deon out of his mind.

He immediately regained his senses, his forehead had been sweating profusely and the look of his eyes was a little dazed. All the pain he felt just now was like an illusion to him, leaving no trace of anything but his pain.

His heart inexplicably became sick. The pain, this tightness made him want to cry, tightly hugging someone who had made him in such pain and not taking it off

"Hem... Deons..." Igau Rain is uncomfortable.

Deon hugged her too tightly that she had trouble breathing in her sleep.

Deon very soon looked at Rain, a surprise flashed within his eyes. Then a question arises, why does he always remember strange and painful things every time along with Rain?

That memory was always stimulated by Rain, by the same person. Then what did this mean, did he have memories related to Rain but inexplicably those memories could not be read by his memories?

Did ya?

Was it because of the accident that day that I forgot this memory? But if that's the case, then why didn't anyone tell me about this matter? Inner Deon began to stray back into his mind.

Even now he was trying to find the memory back inside his head, but just like the previous pain, the memory was also an illusion for Deon.

He can't remember it back.

"Sir Deon why, anyway? I called you not to answer." Please complain because Deon was daydreaming and ignoring his existence.

"Oh," Deon glanced at Sila,"It's nothing." He said indifferently as he continued his steps.

As soon as he got into the car, Deon became weird again. No, to be honest Deon hasn't talked much but that doesn't mean he won't talk. Like now in the car Deon just silently silent without saying a word.

Since getting into the car Deon not only did not release Rain but he also asked Sila to drive. While he himself still hugged Rain reluctant to let go. Even along the way home, Deon spent most of his time staring at Rain, noticing Rain's pale face, which was sleeping in his arms.

It was warm, like that night. Like the exciting night they both went through, or just say the accident that started all their current relationships.

"Rain," His whisper was barely audible.

The thumb of her right hand gently rubbed her pale face, moving lightly through every inch of Rain's face that was still trapped in her slumber.

"I saw you crying, was that just my illusion?"

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Deon can't sleep. His eyes had been hard to close since he had seen that strange memory in his head. Rain never cried when he was with her but why in those strange memories, not only did Rain cry but he also looked so in pain?

"Have I forgotten something?" His murmurs were still trapped in confusion.

Tonight he was frenzied at the thought of those memories, he didn't know who to ask because he wasn't sure the people around him knew about those flashes of memories. Because if indeed it was his lost memory then why did everyone not say anything ?

Dert

Dert

Dert

His phone on the table was shaking. Deon initially did not care much, he just glanced at her briefly then turned his face back. But a few seconds later he again stared at his phone screen which displayed the caller id.

Almira.

This is the name of his fiancee as well as the name of his future wife.

Wife, yeah... Almira would eventually become his wife.

"Hallo?" Deon picked up his phone and clicked on the green phone icon to answer.

"Darling, are you asleep?" Almira's soft voice immediately calmed her tense nerves.

Deon let out a long sigh, leaning his back on the sofa.

"No, but I will." It feels weird to think Deon.

Almira's voice weakened, "Then do I bother you?" He wants to talk to Deon.

Deon did not answer. I don't know what he's thinking right now because his eyes are now starting to fixate on staring at the guest room door that is right across from the living room.

"Darling?" Call Almira carefully.

"Hem, you're not bothering me." Deon's voice was calm.

Almira let out a long breath. He was relieved to be able to contact Deon at the right time. Because then they can talk about many things. Because hey, it feels so boring lying with a wide variety of medical devices in the hospital.

He could do nothing but eat, take medicine, and rest!

He wants to be free soon.

"Any, but why do I feel like your mood is bad?" Confused Almira.

"Is the office okay?" Usually Deon's mood will be disturbed if you are thinking about office affairs.

"No," Deon denies,"The office is fine."

The office is fine for now as everything is still within his control. Instead of deteriorating, the office is running very well because big projects are running smoothly.

"So, what's pissing you off?"

Deon was silent again. This silence made Almira across the street very tormented because she was worried about her lover. He wants Deon to share his joys and sorrows together because after all they will soon be married, spending a lot of time together.

"Deon, are you okay?" Almira called out anxiously.

Deon still did not reply but the look in his eyes no longer saw the guest room door that Rain and Sila occupied. For some inexplicable reason Deon's heart ached again.

Wh why?

"Almira, when you saved me 5 years ago, did you ever see one of the suspects hit me on the head?"

Seriate