Not my Husband

Maaf

Andres' eyes glanced slightly, silent alone accompanied by a glass containing Vodka. The sound of music rang out loud, his hands clenched. His place is at the moment? Second floor club' night star hotel.

A sister? As an older brother he can only keep without having the right to prevent.

The noise of the people on the first floor was heard when the DJ changed the tempo of the music. Belinda's there, just for dinner? Not only that, maybe this is what can be called dating.

Men who have been affected by alcohol are getting docked at Belinda. Embrace it, even trying to touch her body. Belinda just bowed, trying to pull over with her dance moves. It's part of the mission...

A professional? That's him, holding back the extreme anxiety. A handsome? Jameson is quite beautiful, but still he can not forget his brother who br*bwdngsek.

Why should he be her brother? He really hates everything. Enjoying the music forgets everything for a moment, being swept away by the role.

But Jameson began walking to the bar area leaving Belinda. Whispering at the tender bar, a slight glance towards Belinda.

"Come.." pinta Jameson pulled his hand.

The woman complied, walking following him to the bar table."This is for you, the bar tender mix here tastes good," said Jameson thrust a glass of cocktail.

Belinda was seen drinking it. Then smile."I want to go to the toilet..."

"Don't be long." muttered Jameson, smiling, looking at Belinda's departure.

But just for a moment, that smile slowly faded."Selling expensive, later will also beg," his lips bit the bottom of his own lips, wanted a beautiful woman who he had met several times.

***

The sound of the sink tap water flow was heard, the woman's face was wet. Look in the mirror. What's wrong? Why does it feel disgusting? I don't know...

Until his arm is choked, he's pulled out of the woman's toilet."Andres!?" the woman rounded her eyes.

Just following him is what he does. Not understanding with the fingers containing the same silver ring as him.

Until the man took her into one of the VVIP cubicles. Cornered her to the wall, kissing her lips forcibly.

"Andres!!" belinda's snarl pushed the young man's body.

"This is what you want, right?" andres asked, looking at someone he should have been guarding like a brother. Her tears flowed, trying to smile."I'm..."

"Go home" only one word came out of Belinda's mouth, staring at her.

"No, I don't want to go home" Andres shook his head, hugging Belinda's body from behind."If what you want us to relate to, then we will relate. We're doing this right now. No. I'm gonna rent the most expensive room,"

Painful? This was the limit on which he had to part with Belinda. Really love him, if by this he becomes a filial child let it be...

Belinda shook her head."I don't love you anymore. Too sick of it..."

Andres' hug came off, the young man took a step back."Take care of yourself, find a nice guy who can take care of you,"

Like the previous tears that flowed in a smile. Hands that clench. Something painful has been felt by Belinda. The knife turned on him. But is this the best? I don't know...

"I can take care of myself. Get married soon.sister.." said Belinda leaving the room.

Andres stared silently at the door that had not closed completely. The thing he wanted at once feared happened. Belinda forgot.

Ever heard of rain when the sun is shining? That's how he feels right now. It rained hard when the sunlight was visible.

Spanish man walking down the hall. Loosened his head for a moment, closing his eyes. His lips began to smile."I'm sorry.." he muttered.

***

Belinda walked over to the bar table, with shaky steps, staring at Jameson."My head hurts, it feels uncomfortable. I'll just go home, okay?"

Jameson hugged her, grabbed her waist."I can make you better. More comfortable.." whispered, biting slowly Belinda's ear.

A grinning smile was seen on his beautiful face. Men who are also affected by alcohol. As expected, the monster will ensnare Belinda, an old trick. Giving low doses of medication to alcoholic beverages.

Not just once, whether the body how many women have enjoyed in the same way. This time it will be a long night for them.

Belinda's staggered body was embraced, after paying the bartender. He took the woman to the hotel on the second floor.

Even in the elevator, the young man could not remain silent. Cornering Belinda's body, kissing her lips.

Ting...

Pissed off? Of course, but all are held back. Staring at the body of the beautiful woman of Spanish blood. Really perfect curves, has anyone touched it? I don't know...

At last the elevator door opened to the hotel room he rented. Walking impatiently, opening the door of the room.

"I'm ashamed, please turn it off.." muttered Belinda bowed, staggered occasionally, perhaps a blend of drunkenness and drug-affected.

Jameson laughed and tried something new. Drunken man who even forgot to lock the door, fingered the light switch. Turn off room lights...

A really dark room. Two people burning passion. Strands by strands of clothes splattered there.

Bugs...

The sound of two creatures falling on the bed was heard. Is this the greatness of Belinda in bed? I don't know...

The woman who restrains her movements, loosens her head in unification. A faint shadow was seen from the curtains that were in the translucent light of urban lights.

A pair of people moving around satisfied each other."Truly professional, ja. ja...no hypocrite.." murmured Jameson loosened his head feeling himself satisfied by the woman he snared tonight.

It was truly a body shadow that fused between a short-haired young man, with a straight-haired woman as shoulder-length. The woman who moved over his body, made him loosen his head. Unable to speak.

A beam of phonecell light was visible there, indicating a message. With the sender's name Andres.

'I'm waiting for you at church. Only until sunrise.'

***

The day already showed at 3 am. Andres gave up, totally gave up, until now wearing a white tuxedo all by himself. Sitting on an empty bench, holding a box containing a wedding dress and a pair of rings.

The face was silent expressionlessly waiting for the sun to rise.

What was he waiting for? The last miracle, if in this life is not destined. Maybe in another life he would meet her.

Waiting for the sunrise to determine his life path. Now he knows that his heart cannot be owned by any other woman other than Belinda.

The priest she woke up in the middle of the night started sitting next to her.

"Where is your bride and your family?" tanyakanya.

Andres shook his head."There's only one sister. The younger brother I didn't want to have.." the answer from Andres stared towards the altar.

I'm sorry, I can't take care of her as a sister. Too painful for me, maybe one day he'll find a good man. Therefore forgive your son for loving him...

It hurts so much that I thought I wanted to catch up with you. When the sun comes up, I'll just be a big brother. So, I chose to sell my life, which has no price...

Andres went silent, took his life? The organization contacted him to return. A choice he had once firmly rejected. But now it's not...

Maybe because death is better, maybe he can sacrifice to save Belinda someday, if he is on the enemy's side.

Closing his eyes as a good brother...

Or rather....

The man who wanted Belinda to stay alive. Unaware of Andres no longer exists in the world. Not as a big brother, the protective feelings of a man are weak on the woman he loves.

Seriate

...Excuse me....Just one word at the end of our separation.......

...Because I'm just a fish that misses the sea......

...A fish destined to be trapped dies, while going down the stream to meet you......

...That's why I want to meet the sea in the life to come......

...Marry you when the sun comes up. If not now, I will be waiting for you in the next life......

...Sorry, already love you......

Andres...