Mysweet Savage Boss's

Ahsan's remorse

It was time to hand Yura over again to Arkan. Enough for Keita to be stuck in a painful nostalgia for a few hours. If Yura had left with Keita, she was now ready to go home with Arkan.

"Thanks Kei's been taking care of him all day!" arkan said before he got back in his car.

"Yes Ar, be careful on the road!" sahut Keita then ordered.

"Yes too!" Arkan got into the car, and after saying goodbye, Arkan took Yura home leaving Keita with his bitter taste in the parking area.

There was a sense left behind but Yura made sure it was nothing. Yura is still somewhat haunted by guilt.

"What do you want to eat?" ask Arkan after the car drove some distance, leaving Keita in the parking area of the sports hall.

"Hey, what! Or ... would you like me to masakin?" offer Yura.

"You want to, but I'm afraid you're soy!"

"No, not soy! Now my stamina is back to normal, there's no morning sickness! Now our child candidate has been a henchman, do not ask for strange!" sahut with a little joke, Arkan smiled then grabbed his wife's stomach with his left hand, rubbing it lovingly.

"Good child, don't make Mama nauseous again yeah .." said Arkan, so sweet that it makes Yura feel very peaceful.

"Yes Papa!" Yura answered and placed her palm on top of Arkan's hand which was still stroking her stomach. It feels good in a situation like this. Both Yura and Arkan were always trying to trust each other. Although Yura was with Keita for most of the day, there was no suspicion and skepticism at all. Arkan believes Yura can't mess with his feelings.

***

Keita was disappointed, of course but he tried to fight it. Keita did not want to consider the happiness of Yura and Arkan as his pain, although it was true but Keita always tried to get rid of the mind set. He will be sincere, truly sincere.

He's been in Jakarta for a week and tonight he has to fly back to London. He was packing his things until his Mami came with a box that was not too big, Keita did not know what it contained.

"What is Mi?" keita asked, Mami approached and sat down on the edge of her beloved son's bed.

"Package, from Han Yura ..." replied Mami and placed it on the bed. Keita became curious, what Yura gave him, were all their memories during the 3 years of being in a relationship, and if that was true, how outrageous Han Yura was, Keita thought.

"Heh, what is this? Why'd he send this?"

"Mommy don't know, try opening it! I also want to know what it is!"

Keita opened the box and it turned out .. It contained only a few jars of cake and Keita smiled. Keita thought it was a memory item that he had given for 3 years of dating.

"Oh, just a cake! Mommy guess what ...."

In her spirit Keita took one of the jars and tried it. Keita was happy, he was happy with Yura's attention even though it meant nothing.

"Darling ...."

"Yes Mi!"

"What ... do you still love Han Yura?" Mami asked a question that made Keita smile bland.

"Honestly, yes Mi! But, I'm also happy that she's happy, same Arkan!" answer's straightforward.

"Is that your heart, son?"

"Again, I learned sincerely, patiently and with great heart from Han Yura! He has taught us many valuable things, even sincerely when we lose someone we love!"

Mami's eyes were dewy, she was moved to hear her son's words. Now Mami believes that Keita has been very well.

"You're Mami's best kid!" his flattery.

"Yes, at best, people are alone, right?"

"Hehe, you're the best!"

And that's how it is, Mami wishes Keita was really okay. Because what Keita felt was indeed faintly visible, only he himself knew for sure, alright or still harboring wounds?

Yura had already returned to the Shop, although there was not much she could do. He knew tonight Keita would return to London and there was still a deep sense of guilt, Yura did not want to blame fate, but indeed the current situation was not fair enough for Keita.

'Lord, give him happiness, the same happiness that I feel now!' please Yura while daydreaming at the cashier table.

"Hayoloo can't daydream!" Alika came to try to disturb Yura's daydream.

"Nobody's daydreaming!"

"Yes, I can't daydream much! You have to relax, have fun! Don't be lethargic!"

"Okay my bestie!"

"Huh, your life Yur! Absolutely complex! Many unexpected things happen, injuries, likes and sorrows you go through with sincerity! I should have learned from you," Alika said in one go to make the atmosphere in the shop this afternoon a little blue.

"We can take lessons from anyone, anywhere and anytime! I also did Al, okay, I did come to a real happiness at this time but not infrequently also I regret because maybe there are still many people who are hurt by this happiness of mine!" yura.

"Go on Yur! Don't think about it, don't think about them, this is your destiny! Although it is true that there are many who are injured, but you do not hurt them directly, right? They just can't be sincere, sincere as you've always shown all along!"

"Heum, I don't know! But I always wish the others could also feel like I feel now!"

"Yes, this is you Han Yura! Because of your magnanimity, you are very, very, very deserving of being at this point!"

"Thank you Al, you are the one who always keeps me open-minded! You're my true bestie!"

"Aaaah, come hug first!"

Han Yura and Alika hugged each other, spending their evenings inside the store full of novelty and happiness. The cord of friendship that is intertwined more tightly, the feeling of mutual affection and mutual understanding is the key to their smooth friendship. Yura always supported and prayed for Alika, and vice versa.

"Well that's it my husband's coming, we're cleaning up! There will be no more buyers!" the atmosphere ended when Arkan's car was parked outside the store.

"Okay, oh yes, financial statements and sales statistics later I send via email yes! I'll check later tonight!" alika said back to the job talk.

"But Al!"

Arkan entered and was always present to greet with the look of the eyes that were directly fixed on Han Yura, as well as Yura, she always greeted and provided her best sweet smile once Arkan came, she said, that's the best part, the part that Arkan has always loved.

"Wait a minute, brother, clean up for a minute!" his permission, Arkan nodded with a smile, he was not only silent, he helped a little.

"You just sit down, let me be the same Alika who cleaned up!" arkan said spryly.

"It's okay, it's not energy draining!"

"Eh, it's hard to say!"

"Yes, my brother, stubborn, can not be bumil this one!" seductive Alika, they smiled together to finish their work.

***

"You're Iusan Alana! Ugly!" ahsan said seductively as she looked at Alana who was a little more frail. Alana squinted her eyes at her sister, since a few minutes of sitting at the dinner table, Alana had not finished her breakfast, not a single bit.

"Come on Al, cheer up! Let it go! You must come to a new hope, a new happiness!" ahsan said trying to cheer up.

"My happiness is just him!" resolutely.

"You have to get rid of that thought! Accept reality!"

"Sorry for now can't bang!"

"You deserve to be happy, but not with him! You must realize that!"

BRAAK, Alana is still a bit emotional, she throws her fork spoon on her plate rather roughly and leaves Ahsan alone with a deep sense of regret. Maybe Ahsan was sorry for not being able to help his sister and maybe also Ahsan was sorry for not being able to get Yura's heart before Yura's heart was locked by Arkan.

'Han Yura .. why do we have to meet with a moment like this? Why is it like this?' his mind and he himself were already not eager to continue his breakfast.

And indeed, nothing and nothing will ever be able to disturb the happiness of Yura and Arkan. As powerful as Alana and Keyla tried to flirt at the beginning of the marriage, it meant nothing at all. Moreover, when there was another happiness present in Han Yura's womb, any weight of aral would not shake the integrity of their love anymore.

Too bad, this week Arkan will have a game out of town, a game away. He was packing things Yura helped with.

Second by second, minute by minute, time kept going, days changed day by day and month by month had passed quite quickly, but not for Yura. He counted his time which suddenly felt sluggish. Looking forward to her happiness being born so long.

"Later Mama here, nginep here nemenin you, and tomorrow you can go to Bandung together!" arkan said as he watched Yura stuff her things into his big bag. His appearance with a different posture makes Arkan even more anxious.

"Yes, we can all shop for our Baby needs, yes" said Yura.

"Yes, the shopping is great!"

"Everything's in, nobody's missing!" Yura has finished her task.

"I think Mama has a little business, at most she comes a little late afternoon, you can't go anywhere!" arkan pinta.

"Yes, there are already two new employees in the store, Alika can handle it well!"

"Your stomach doesn't hurt anymore, does it?" ask Arkan attentively and then rubbing the baby bump Yura who has been increasingly visible, this has entered the 22nd week.

"No, just ... fit the movements, a little bit painful, the movements are more active and intense, and .. I feel that our children are twins!"

Arkan smiled broadly, he was amini alleged Yura, happiness that doubled if the wife was pregnant with twins, super combo gift of course.

"really?"

"Don't know either, it's been a long time not check up, it should be routine every month, but because I feel healthy I'm so lazy to check up to the Doctor!"

"Yes, wait until my bar match is over! Hope it's true that we got twins, baby right? How funny they will be," hoped Arkan and he were still busy rubbing the stomach of Yura who was standing in front of him who was still sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Hopefully, are you happy, brother?"

"Since the beginning of our official courtship, I've been very happy, and now that happiness has multiplied! Thanks, baby!"

"Yes, be prepared, don't be late!"

"Honey, Papa go first yes, do not be strong-witted, pity Mama yes .. love both of you!" Kiss, Arkan performs a mandatory ritual before he goes far. Talk to the baby and finish it off with a kiss of goodbye.

"We love you too!" sahut Yura further adds extra zeal to Arkan. A second, two seconds, three seconds Arkan satisfied his eyes by looking at his wife fixedly, he would miss her until tomorrow.

"I'll go first!"

"Let me drive you to the front!"

They left, completing a parting event that felt so long. Arkan scratched his bag on his left shoulder and his right hand held Yura's hand tightly.

"Byeee!"

Yura ushered all the way to the front of the gate, waving as Arkan's car passed and further away without him realizing that someone was watching him from quite a distance away, and when Arkan's car left the car approached and stopped right in front of the gate when Yura had not finished closing it perfectly.

It was him, Yura knew whose car it was. Ahsan! Doubt and fear arise suddenly. Every time there was Ahsan, there were many things that Yura was afraid of. Yura protects her content, she is a bit skeptical of Ahsan, reflecting on Dara's sadistic case, she knows that Ahsan always tries to tease.

"Jan Yura ...." Ahsan approached, and whatever the current state of Yura was in was making her even more interested. Ahsan has been in love for a long time, since a few months ago.

"You what? We have no business!" firmly Yura tried to be brave even though her heart was actually very scared.

"Heh, Han Yura ... Are you as afraid as I am?"

'Yes! You're obsesses! You're scary!' yura said and her little trauma was a little piqued.

"Please don't disturb our lives anymore, you can get happiness out there!"

Ahsan looked at him fixedly making Yura even more afraid, she took refuge behind the gate that was almost closed, Ahsan quite scared her.

"Don't be afraid of Han Yura, come out! I just want to apologize to you!"

'Sorry?' inwardly Yura, she did not understand what Ahsan's true arrival meant.

"Han Yura, forgive us .. forgive me and Alana, you must have been intimidated all this time right? We want to apologize! I'll take Alana to Switzerland! But before he leaves, please forgive him, Alana will definitely, not be able to say these sorry words in front of you directly!"

Yura did not understand what Ahsan meant, but Yura appreciated and appreciated his apology, Yura hoped that Ahsan's words were really born from deep inside her heart.

"That's all, that's all I want to say to you this morning! No more hate, I'm sorry!"

Waiting for a while until Yura finally nodded, she tried to believe that Ahsan's words were true.

"Congratulations, for your happiness! You look even more beautiful! If we hadn't run afoul at the airport, I might have gotten your heart out before Arkan got it!"

Deg, that's what Yura was afraid of, but when she saw the look in her eyes, Ahsan did not have any evil intentions for her this morning, but her words left Yura astonished.

"Come in! Close the gate tight!"

After being satisfied to look at Yura who was just silent, Ahsan turned around and went into her car again, Yura was dumbstruck with Ahsan's attitude that was increasingly changing until 180° than the first time they met.

'I'm sorry to meet him! I regret that I realized this love too late before she was happy with another! Han Yura, I love you .. but hopefully, you guys are happy!' that was the expression of Ahsan's heart before he gasped from the front fence of Arkan and Yura's house.

Yura was still astonished, but she hoped that Ahsan would really apologize to her and leave and did not intend to return to being a thorn again.

'That person ...' Inner Yura then slowly she closed the gate fence. And until almost all day, Yura so kept Ahsan's mind and his last words.