Past For Future's

Shoulder for Oliv

"That's why you're sorry. All this time I've forgiven you, but you never want to learn from your mistakes. You keep hurting my heart, brother. It looks easy, but it turns out you are very difficult to reach. I can't sacrifice my feelings continuously if you're not destined for me at last. hyks hyks." Oliv beat his chest "Sick. It hurts." - Oliv and kept beating his chest.

Marcel clenched Oliv's body with a cry that had broken from earlier. He regretted what he did, but it all happened. Oliv's feelings don't know what now. Heartache because dishonesty is the starting point of a breakdown in a relationship.

Pov Oliv

My breath is no longer regular. Of course some people have felt how tightness and heartache in themselves. Fragile. I'm really fragile in the arms of the man I love and hate. My sobs are becoming, it hurts so much in this position. God, why should I live this harsh reality.

"Take me off, please." I muttered in Marcel's ear "See your son. Look at him." I wrapped Marcel's face together to let go of his embrace.

I looked at his messy face, wet cheeks, and swollen eyes. I knew he regretted what he did, but was disappointed to have taken hold of me. I don't want to dissolve in love anymore. I think it's enough, no need to wait long. I surrendered.

"See your wife's son. Lihaaattt." choked me with a stifled voice.

"No, she's not my wife, honey. We never got married. You're the only one who's gonna be my wife, Liv. It's just you." Marcel covers my cheeks. With a quick tepis, my emotions began to peak again.

I stood with my breath back. I read a woman hugging her son on the floor. It was so painful to see that sight. How can a child grow up without the bond of his parents? And how can I live a happy life above the suffering of a child who needs the affection of both parents? I looked back at Marcel who was also looking at me.

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My body trembled violently, the heat within me as if asking me to finish off the life of the man before me. I pulled Marcel's collar with emotion. Not satisfied if only slapping a cowardly man like him.

"Try saying it once again to me." I said slowly with my cynical smile .

"You are nothing more than trash." He looked at me with a sharp look. But this time the look did not make me bow. I am even more challenged to curse him.

"Coward,"

"Liar,"

"Traitor." I pressed my index finger against his chest as much as I said.

"Darling, To...

"Stop calling me with that disgusting call." I cut Marcel's words.

"How can a coward like you be a father? Hah," My cynical words were opposite to my heart asking for eyes to keep her tears out.

"Please see your son and the mother of your son well. Don't look for me again, excuse me."

"Boy, don't cry anymore. Your father will soon be responsible for everything. Sorry Auntie ya." I said to Boy before stepping my foot out.

"Take care of yourself." I patted Marcel on the shoulder while wiping away the remains of my tears.

My legs brought my body out of Marcel's apartment. My head was like being in a roaller coaster. Maybe it was because it was so draining my energy that my blood pressure went up.

"Geezoooooo"

I heard Marcel's frustrated scream from inside the apartment. My heart is hurting. I continued to wipe my tears that had not stopped flowing. I ran so fast to leave this building.

My steps began to slow down when I reached the lobby. I closed my eyes and knocked on my heavy head. My mind still feels tight which makes me want to die for a while to forget all. I saw my car on the road. I immediately beat the pain in my head. I strolled without looking right left before walking. My eyes glared perfectly as the car at high speed drove towards me.

Tin tinnn

"Yyyyyyyyyyy"

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Am I gone? I think this is the end of my journey. My mind has been destroyed, maybe my body has also been destroyed at this time. I felt my body floating in the air. Is my spirit really taken by the Almighty? My eyes are too heavy to open. It may be true that I am dead. I have left this world.

I frowned at me. Why do I suddenly smell aromatherapy? Why do I feel I can breathe. Is it like breathing in another world? it smells like aromatherapy. Suddenly I felt something patting my cheek. The question came to my mind 'is it time for the angel to carry out his duty to question me in the grave? Then my funeral procession is over.'

"Hey, wake up." A man's voice sounded in my ear.

"Sorry, angel. I never prayed dawn. Please don't hit me." I was scared and reluctant to open my eyes.

"If you don't open your eyes, I'll rip out your eyeballs."

I was surprised to jump right away however,

dug

"Ah, fuck."

I opened my eyes wide and saw the face of a man above me. It was like the pain of colliding with my head. I frowned. I lay on his angel thigh? But why in the car instead of in the grave?

"Angel Munkar or Nakir?" my many.

"Sit alone. Move aside."

I also obey the angel. I sat beside him but with my body facing him. I scratched my suddenly itchy head while preparing to be asked a question from the Angel.

"I am ready, Angel" I said to the Angel before me.

The angel frowned, and I imitated his expression as he thrust his hand on my forehead.

"Hot, the brains are kind of sliding."

I glared my eyes when I heard the Angel's words.

"But for a second, why don't angels have wings??" I kept thinking hard then pinched my hand and patted my cheek.

"Eh??" I looked up and turned to the man I thought was an angel, "Master, are you human?" I asked a little.

"Yes." after the guy.

"So, did you save me??" ask me again with nyolot.

"Hm."

I'm holding my eyes. I bit my lower lip with a breath that came back up and down violently. Seeing that man's face like there was nothing wrong further irritated me.

"Why did you save me? Why????" I beat the man's body in annoyance.

"Hey hey. What do you mean Miss. Stop that!!" the man caught both of my hands busy beating him

"let go. Why did you save me???" I continued to thrash, but my hand was in a strong grip.

"Why don't you just let me die. WHY???" I shouted at the man. The tightness filled my chest again, the memory of the statement about Marcel was back to make me feel crumbled.

"But you have to live!!" the man is insistent.

"For what I live. My family hates me, and he lies to me. Hisk hyks."

My mind started to get upset. The cry of the boy and his mother still lingered in my head. That cowardly face still filled my brain. Suddenly my body warmed up, I was not aware that the man before me was holding me in his arms. I can't resist it, what I need right now is a shoulder to lean on for a moment.

"Why did this happen? wh why?? I'm happy, I'm not strong. Why is this sick." I pressed my arms against the man's body with a broken cry.

"You can get through this. One day there will be a man who loves you more than him. Don't be rash, you'll meet that guy someday."

"I'm sick. Sakiiett.. huaaaaa." I roared on the foreign man's shoulder. I feel I have no shame. My heartache, crumple, and brittle clumped together.

The Pov Oliv end

The man who was still faithful hugged Oliv while gently rubbing Oliv's head. He felt what Oliv felt. It was not willing to see this girl cry because of another man. But maybe this is the best way that Oliv is no longer blind in loving someone.

"Seeing you cry alone has broken my heart. After this you deserve to be happy, baby. I'll always look after you even if it's unattainable from your sight, I love you, my naughty girl. I'll never say goodbye.*" the man stole a kiss on Oliv's forehead.

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Ket: *I'll never say goodbye \= I will never say goodbye

Happy reading dear PFF friends, thank you, have been faithful to read until this episode. Sorry if you often make emotions through the story. Relax, Author has designed the storyline so as not to disappoint you. See you next episode guys ___🤗🤗