Perfect Love Young Master

PLTM 69

The sad news spread throughout the country. Many mourned the death - Manaf Arifin Maheswara, which was shocking. Not a few of them wonder what is the cause of business people dying of age.

Along the company road, the mansion has lined flower arrangement boards for the condolences of everyone who knew the deceased.

And this is where Abhimanyu was, in all-black clothes, standing among the many who hinted at loss. This news really shook his heart, when it felt only yesterday he chatted a lot with the father, but now the figure of the hero was on the pile with the ground.

Beside Abhimanyu there is the wife, Felysia, Dian, and also Leo. In the middle there is Sinta who embraced the picture of the husband with Bella and her parents, and both, also the relatives are clustered with black umbrellas and baskets containing sow flowers.

Isak's voice cries increasingly echoed, losing so much because now the figure of the head of the household and authoritative was no longer there. Moreover, Sinta, several times Sinta fainted because she could not accept this fact, her husband had passed away, there was no place to lean.

"Why are you just staring?" Someone patted Abhimanyu on the shoulder, looking to the side at the sight of Mr. Husein-pamannya, the brother of the father.

"Uncle," Abhimanyu only turned his head for a moment, then looked straight ahead again.

"Losing is natural, today you have lost someone very important to you, if you want to cry, cry son," said the uncle patting his back.

Abhimanyu just budged, now that the eater has begun to stretch, people who wear all black clothes have left the tomb area, only a few family members who still survive.

"Dad said before, a real man never tears, crying is not what a man does."

Pause for a moment, a gray cloud seemed to hang over the horizon line, as if representing the heart of Abhimanyu at this time.

"There is no gender comparison for someone to pour out feelings.no matter if you're a real man or not, crying is not a bad thing, before you regret everything," said the uncle, patting his shoulder once again, before it finally passed.

Abhimanyu remained unmoved, staring at the still wet mound of earth. Without realizing it behind his sunglasses, a tear dropped without his resistance.

"Dad, how's my life without you now?" His inner.

***

Meanwhile, among the many people who drove the body of the late Manaf to his final resting place, far from the boisterous mourning and sobbing Isaac, stood beside the banyan tree that still looked solid, solid, Abbas stared at the cemetery.

Abbas fixed the position of his sunglasses. "I should have eliminated you first." Pausing words, Abbas smiled obliquely. "After this, your beloved son Abhimanyu will soon follow you to hell."

***

Until the rising sun, the gray clouds had disappeared with the people who had already left the tomb area.

Sinta's condition is still the same, her face is swollen and her appearance is a little careless, the woman is still crying in her room while hugging the picture of her husband.

Now that Felysia also accompanied at the mansion, there were her uncles and aunts here as well, and Bella who continued to rub her stomach which is now getting closer to the labor process.

"Unfortunately, the father-in-law has not been able to see his granddaughter born into this world."

Felysia who heard it also felt pain, the woman's eyes were also very moist, because she had lost a figure that she had considered as a substitute for her father.

"It's quiet in nature there." Bella smiled bitterly at what her mother said.

"Are you also going to stay at Felysia?" Ask Mr. Hanif.

The woman shook her head at the uncle's question. "I don't know yet, Mas Abhi is still not here."

The aunt who was sitting next to her uncle cut him off. "Yes, just take care of your husband, people grieve because time has no empathy."

"Mom!" Mr. Hanif nudged the wife's arm, warning her.

"What the hell sir! Just so you know sir, ever since your beloved niece married into the mafia, there's no way she thinks of us. Let us not be, when her father-in-law is no more, what she thinks her husband continues."

"Mom, mother talk is outrageous, this is at home people, we are again a time of mourning," said Bella also commemorate.

"Well, how come you're so good at him, Bel."

Didn't want to extend Bella's asking her father to bring her mother.

"Bah, mending just take mom to the room, already in this ready right."

Mr. Hanif nodded. "Look, ma'am come along."

"I'm sorry, my mother's words might hurt your heart" Bella said, looking at Felysia.

Felysia shook her head slowly. "It's okay, however she's my aunt.I know what the war is like."

Smiling Bella clasped Felysia's palm. "The more I come here, the more I realize you're a good woman."

"I used to hate you so much because you were always taller than me, I feel like you always snatched what was mine.but now that my outlook has changed, you're my cousin."

Felysia's eyes dimmed, the woman's eyes glazed over to hear what Bella said.

"Thank you, for acknowledging me as your cousin" said Felysia, holding her hand.

Bella smiles. "When my son is born, can you also help me take care of him?"

"Of course." Felysia nodded, smiling.

***

At night, Felysia was back home, the woman looked at the door with a worried look, she saw many times the clock on the wall. He waited for Abhimanyu who never came home.

Felysia had already called Leo, but the man also did not know the whereabouts of Abhimanyu.

The sound of the car horn was heard outside, Felysia immediately ran small towards the door, seeing Abhimanyu's messy appearance.

"Why are you?"

Not caring about the question, Abhimanyu continued to step his foot inside.

"Mas ... "cloak Felysia, Abhimanyu's face seemed to imply a deep sadness but his gaze seemed empty.

"Why are you, speak." Felysia stared at the nanar, at her swab the sturdy jaw of the man.

Unable to get the man's response, Felysia hugged him, her toed feet clutched tightly to the man who was now just silently pecking.

"Don't be like this, if you're sad, pour it all out." Felysia sniffled to herself.

Abhimanyu took off their arms, on his swab the wife's wet cheeks.

"I just want to be alone."

Then Abhimanyu passed by without saying anything more, climbed the stairs to the study, and closed the door a little hard. Felysia followed not wanting anything to happen.

But Felysia's steps stopped, her heart breaking when she heard the sound of sobbing from inside Abhimanyu's work room.

Like being pierced painfully, Felysia felt like the man's sadness, the sobbing sounded small but very heart-wrenching.stepping quietly Felysia approached the door leaf.

"Mas, you can share that sadness with me, you can lean on my shoulder, never hold it yourself." The tears of Felysia Lulu denied seeing Abhimanyu who had slumped himself like this.

"I'm your wife, so share all that pain with me."

The door of the room opened, featuring the figure of Abhimanyu in a black shirt whose collar was irregular the man's eyes reddened with his messy hair.

"Mas .... " Felysia stroked her husband's cheek, "You must be very sad, right."

Swaying for a moment, Abhimanyu then pulled the felysia waist and hugged the tiny body. Felysia flinched before finally hugging him back.on the back pats of the man.

"You know what I'm feeling right now?"

Felysia nodded at the man's hoarse voice, feeling Abhimanyu's increasingly tight hands hugging his waist.

"Even in his last moments, I wasn't there next to Dad."

Silent. Felysia was unable to answer, Abhimanyu's body seemed to cool down. The two men were silent rigidly, as if they were channeling strength in the midst of sadness for this loss.