Old Man's Bed
#23: The Berlin Appeal
Berlin let out a long sigh, eliminating the tightness that enveloped his chest. The heat accompanied his breathing. On the lips of his handsome, made a lightning bolt that struck him violently.
She continued to wipe her husband's body, after it was finished. She changed her husband's clothes.
"Have your love been lost to me?"
Berlin looked up at the ceiling, not knowing how many times he kept breathing rough. He patted his chest, right where he felt his pain.
"I don't wanna lose you, I don't wanna. I'd do anything for you, yeah..."
Berlin came out, he called Jack and of course the man was facing Berlin.
"Jack, man,"
The man looked down, it seemed like he understood one thing. The madam wanted to pry the master's information.
"What about Kenzia and Ardhan?" Berlin looking straight ahead? his lips quivered, he was afraid, very afraid, the fact that Ardhan did not love him anymore.
"Of course it's good madam" Jack replied calmly.
Berlin turned his head, looking at Jack who was still looking down. He does not believe, the relationship is limited to a child and Daddy. "Well in what circumstances? child and father or lover?"
Deg
Jack gulped his hard-earned saliva, oh the world is not on his side. How should he explain?
"Jack, I know, you're loyal to my husband. Surely, you didn't say it. But, after all these events. I understand one thing, my husband has turned away."
"Jack, tell me, what as a wife all this time, I've been outrageous."
Berlin laughed a little, a smile that meant crying for his life. "I'm not a good woman. I did everything I wanted to see Ardhan, without thinking about Ardhan."
"Jack, I love him. Right now, I'm afraid of losing her."
"...."
Emm
"Master!" exclaim Jack.
The sitting Berlin got up, he came up to Ardhan and held Ardhan's arm. "Sit down first, you just realized" he said gently.
Ardhan wanted to resist, however, the room seemed to have some shadows. He also complies. Ardhan sat down, while Berlin passed to the kitchen to bring him a glass of water and Jack stood beside Ardhan.
"Jack," Ardhan rubbed his forehead. His head frowned as if his brain wanted to come out. "Why did you bring me here?"
"Sorry sir! but, I saw the lady of Berlin waiting for the arrival of the master at the door. So, inevitably I have to bring master to the Apartment master." Obviously Jack.
"It's a drink" said Berlin interjected. Actually, he listened to a little of Jack's words. A little bit, he understood. That Ardhan doesn't agree Jack brought her to his apartment.
Berlin approached, he massaged Ardhan's neck and the man was shocked, his whole life Berlin had never done this to him.
He brushed off Berlin's hand.
"Ardhan, you're dizzy. With a massage your little dizziness will disappear."
"What do you want?" ask Ardhan.
"What do you mean, Ardhan? I'm just massaging my husband, am I wrong?"
Ardhan, he doesn't like to make small talk. "Tell me how much nominal you want."
Nyepus
Berlin squeezed the dress that covered her knees. Ardhan's words were like the grains of ice arrows that stuck in and froze his heart, then destroyed it.
"What do you mean? I just don't want you to get sick."
"b... I know I was wrong, I'm sorry." Berlin held Ardhan's hand. Her tears flowed, staring into those two brown-tinted eyes.
"I was wrong all along, I know. Give me a chance, I want to mend my relationship with you. I beg you, I'm sorry, Ar."
"Give me a chance, I want to fix this marriage."
