Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Sleeping Princess

Arya and Prince are in one of the cafes. They sat facing each other while brewing the juice that was in front of them.

No one's talking. Arya was silent as she thought of a way to convey something to Prince. While Prince was silent with various worries that revolved disturbing in his head.

"Prince. . . There's actually something I want to say. . ."

Prince remained silent. Worry increasingly gnawed at his heart.

"Leave Isma." Aryan Emphatic.

Once again, Prince remained silent. He had already guessed this when Arya drove Isma to Bandung.

"Abi's condition is very difficult, Prince. Abi's blood pressure is always high. His heart is not working well. Every time Isma tells about you. . . Abi was forced to endure the pain." Prince said.

"Then, why should I leave Isma, Mas?" Prince pretended not to know about Abi's trauma.

Arya briefly regulated her breathing. He'll tell us the origin of Abi's trauma. Yeah, maybe Prince doesn't know about this yet. Her thought.

"Tens of years ago. . . Me, Abi and Umi. . . We, ah. . . It's not just us. But.. grandpa, grandma, bude, sir. . ."

Arya did not continue her story. Her chest feels tight. It was so scary and painful to remember.

Prince lowered his head, he held back the tears that were about to spill. Prince also held a grudge and anger towards his grandfather.

"I know about it, Mommy." Prince with a bow.

"You knew? Know what?" Ask Arya.

"I know, grandfather caused your destruction. Grandpa who has been unfair to you." Prince answered, still lowering his head.

His hands clenched tightly. Emotional stress, fear, disappointment, all stirred up in him.

"I know, Mas. Sorry is not enough. But. . . Isn't that unfair too? You asked me to leave Isma, while we loved each other." Prince lirih.

"Abi's feelings and health are far more important to Prince. You are a great man, you are handsome, rich and have everything. You can get any woman you want... As for Isma, me and Umi, we only live one kara without Abi. Abi our world, and we are Abi's world. . ."

"You feel the pain and suffering when you can no longer see the person you love. Then, can you watch me and Isma suffer and feel pain like you?" The Prince's cry was stirred with emotion.

Luckily they were at the corner table, so not many visitors noticed.

"Isma will grieve for a while. You will also forget Isma as time goes on. But, have you ever thought about how sad Isma would be if she lost Abi and the cause was because her selfishness wanted to be with a man who turned out to be one of the causes of Abi's trauma?" Arya was no less emotional.

"Mas, I'm not the cause of Abi's trauma. I'm different. I love Isma and you are like my own family. Remember that." Rigorously.

A moment both of them were silent, regulating the level of emotions that were increasingly overflowing.

"Stay still, Prince. In your blood is your grandfather's blood. A man without compassion, slandered and wiped out my entire family. I'm sure, if Isma finds out about all this, she'll soon forget you." Arya said slowly but in a mocking tone.

Prince's eyes stared intently at his brother-in-law. It feels very eager for Prince to raise his fist, if only he does not remember Arya is the brother of his beloved wife.

"Do not tell Isma about this. . . Don't make Isma hate me. . ." Prince said in a surrender tone.

Prince chose to surrender. He did not want Isma to know about the ugliness and the painful news. He did not want to lose Isma forever.

'Honey, your dream is real. Now Mas must go first, but Mas promises to pick up baby back.' Prince said in his heart with great determination.

Slowly the clear feathers dripped down his cheek. A smile spread on his lips. Prince looked at Arya with hope.

Arya was wrong to see Prince. Just this time he saw an eyeball that said his fear and pain, but his lips smiled happily.

Prince looked terrifying and pitiful with that expression. Makes Arya's heart shake with pity.

"Well, I'll stay away from Isma. But remember, I will never let go of Isma. That's just one of my pleas, Mas." He gave up and lost.

Seeing Prince's sincerity, Arya is touched. She was sure that Isma would do the same when she found out that Abi separated her from her husband.

"Let me see Isma for a minute, Mom. I miss him so much." He said with a smile, but tears were pouring down his cheeks.

"good. But on condition." Aryan Emphatic.

Yes, he finally had to use this way for the good of everyone.

"What terms, Mas?"

"Tell Isma, you will return to Korea for an indefinite period. Give her any reason that would make her believe. Then. . . I'll make sure you meet Isma."

"Why should I do that?"

"Now that Isma is sound asleep, Abi has asked Umi to mix sleeping pills in herbs that Isma drank. . ."

"What are you, Mom?" Prince was worried.

"You're a janitor…"

"What's? What are you guys doing? Are you g*l*? What if there's a fetus there. . . Yes Allah. . . That's how you want to separate us. Istighfar Mas. . ." Said Prince who was currently pressing on his chest.

He did not think, the family who obeyed the religion was trying to kill an innocent fetus. Yes, it is not necessarily the presence of the fetus in the womb of Isma. But, what if it turns out there is a new fetus perched there?

Arya remained silent. He himself never thought he would have to do this to separate Isma and Prince.

"Yes Allah. . . " Said Prince.

He started to stand up. He held her tightly to Arya's wrist to fix her legs which now felt very weak.

"Please, please don't hurt Isma. Don't say anything to Isma. . . I. . . I'll do whatever it is."

"Send that message now Prince. Otherwise, Abi will immediately take Isma to a Villa away from the expectations. Abi plans to lock Isma there. You know. . . Isma would not be able to refute Abi. He would smile when obeying Abi. But he'll suffer because he misses you." Aryan.

"Villa, only Abi and Umi know. And if Isma had been taken there, I wouldn't be able to help you anymore."

Prince was silent, his eyes no longer focused. His chest felt tight and painful. Is this the dream of Isma? Is this what the fortune-teller's ramakan means? Butwhy? Wearing as complicated and painful as this?

I don't know, only God knows about all the destinies he has set and man? They can only accept and live out all the provisions.

Prince grabbed the iPhone from his pocket, then wrote something on the screen.

(Honey, Mas has to go back to Korea. The company in Korea is bankrupt. I will take care of and finish everything first. Maybe it will be a long time in Korea. Take care of your health, don't be sad. Take good care of Abi and Umi.

Love you my wife.

I'll come get you. Don't find out about anything. I don't want to lose, baby.

'your dreams are real, baby')

Prince wrote the message in tears and Arya also grieved. He, patting Prince's shoulder gently tries to calm down.

The message was sent to Isma. Yes, now Isma is asleep in her sleep.

The Iphonenya that Abi was holding shook as well. Soon Abi read the message. Then, Abi's lips smiled with relief.

"Umi, give this to Isma when she wakes up. Stop giving Isma herbs. We'll stay safe here." Abi said he was relieved.

Umi nodded in understanding. Umi glanced at the message. Yeah, looks like Arya managed to execute her plan.

Umi smiled, slowly stroking Isma's face gently.

'No why hurt a little, baby. Pray that your Prince will wake you from your sleep. Umi will take care of you until the prince comes." Umi.

And Isma, her lips are smiling. Yeah, he had a good dream.

(*Isma is now in the Castle she told Prince about. Isma played with her husband.

"Mas, why did it come so long. I miss tau." Hugged her husband's body.

"Sorry baby. There's a lot of things to do. Baby's healthy, right?"

"Healthy dong. Especially if there is a Mas next to the adek. Adek will always be healthy."

The two smiled happily hugging each other.

"From now on, we'll only meet in dreams. You can only come in dreams, dear."

"Why? Would you like to leave any more adek?" Sad whining.

"Not leaving. Just go for a second. I'll sort out a few things. Once everything is done, Mas will come and wake up dear. After that, we'll always be together forever."

Prince kissed softly lovingly Isma's forehead. Isma smiled happily as she tightened her embrace.

"Then I won't wake up before Mas comes to wake up."

"Don't. Honey has to wake up, when Abi and Umi wake up. Mas will only be present in a dream dear, if Mas misses dear and when dear misses Mas." Obviously Prince.

"Mas knows. . . He misses me all the time. So, she'll always sleep." Whining Protest.

"Don't do that. God will be jealous. Don't we love because of God?"

"Yes." Yeah." Answer manyun.

"So, just love God. So God will take care of our longing and will keep us meeting even if Mas is not present in the dream dear."

"All right. . ." Said Isma without taking off her embrace.*)

And now, Umi held Isma who was smiling in her sleep while hugging her bull.

"Did princess Umi dream?" Umi said anxiously to see the look on Isma's face that was very adorable.

"I'm sorry, dear. . . Forgive Umi."

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