SECOND WORK

THE STYLE OF FORGIVING TITLES?

Degree felt increasingly guilty seeing the woman he loved lying weakly on the bed.

The infusion hose connected to the woman's hand added to the spines that had been raining down on her heart. Body temperature The force that has not yet descended as if it were burning the heart Degree. The pale face and lips of Gaya slapped the man. Makes him confused, unable to speak.

The title clasped tightly onto Gaya's hand, his attention was fully poured out. Look at the woman he has hurt.

Thousands of times Degrees whispered, begging his wife for forgiveness. Looks futile! Style does not respond. It still closed its eyes, forgetting for a moment the pain that the man was scratching.

The title almost got to the point where the man wanted to take Gaya to the hospital, when suddenly the hand Gaya was holding began to move. Happy titles are not play. Welcoming the woman back.

"Style?" call a degree full of worry.

Nobles and Leni are approaching. It's also nice to see Gaya starting to wake up.

Style tries to open your eyes. In the vision, the people around him slowly began to look clear.

DEG!

Unmoving style, the focus of his eyes was on the man who did not want to be met. Still shaken, the clear liquid started caving in the river. The force pulled his hand, not allowing the man to grasp it. When the title was about to wipe Gaya's tears, the woman turned her back on the man who was still her husband.

"Style?"

The sound of the title sounded heavy. It was very painful to get the woman's refusal.

"Go! I don't want to see you!" style without looking. He pulled his hand, covered his mouth. Muffling the sobs that come out. Really, seeing that man his heart ached.

The title did not give up, still trying to persuade his wife. Degree stroking hair Style.

"Gay, you sal..."

Not yet had time for the man to complete his sentence, Gaya moved. Fending off rough hand Degree. Style takes pillow beating degree, blindly. To vent the pain he felt.

"Go you! Just go! Go and never come back! I don't want to see you! I hate you! I'm disgusted by men who are easily touched by other women! So disgusted! Go ye! Just go! Just go! Just go! Go!" shouting Style.

Her tears fell. The infusion stand that sustains the fluid contains water, electrolytes, and glucose that falls along with the movement of uncontrolled force.

The title did not dispel the attacks of Gaya. Silence freezes. Let Gaya punish herself.

"Go! Just go! Go!" connect the Style with a weakened voice.

The pillow came off, fell to the floor. Hair grabbing style. Feeling very messed up. The crying broke too. Style removing infusion hose in his hand. Makes everyone worry.

Degree gazing at Style with glazed eyes. He hugged his wife. Trying to calm. But again the emotion of Style exploded.

The force pushed the man, making Degree's body stagger backwards. "Don't touch me! Go before you regret!" threaten Gaya while pointing at the exit.

Nobles and Leni could no longer remain silent. Leni looked at the Nobles, looking in her eyes as if she was debating something. In the end, the Nobles nodded. Agree on what Leni wants to do to help her children.

"Style, I'll keep saying it. You misunderstood me and had to listen to my explanation. Me and Sena..."

Style shook his head, his eyes closed tightly. Hearing the name of the woman called, Gaya closed her ears.

"Go! Just go! Please leave! I don't want to hear anything from you! Enough titles already! Enough already! My heart is not as strong as you think! Just go! Please go!" cut Style, cribbing.

Nobles stared at the Earthquake and Storm. Without orders, they know what to do. Storm and Earthquake took Degree, taking him out of the room. The man continued to thrash. The title refused to give up. Explain the misunderstanding between them. Sweetheart! The style remained in its stance, unwilling to listen to the explanation of the Degree.

"Deliver! Release him! Release mas! Off! I need to put an end to this misunderstanding! Release!" title Protest on both bodyguards.

Storms and Earthquakes were not interested in granting his young master a request. They keep running orders. With the strength that both of the Nobles' best bodyguards possessed, Degree's body was manning in the air. Flanked by Storms and Earthquakes.

In such circumstances, the coral brain remains at its destination.

"Style! Trust me! Sena and I are just friends! There is no special relationship between us! I love you so much! Iloveyou! You are Style! You are the owner of my heart! I was wrong! My way's over! I just want you to realize how you feel about me! There is no other purpose! Please forgive me! I'm sorry Style! Give me a chance! I promise I won't hurt you again! I'm sorry Style! I'm sorry!"

BRACKET!

The nobleman who was upset by her son's behavior slammed the door just as Degree got to the doorstep of Gaya's room.

The nobleman turned around, approaching his daughter-in-law who was roaring in Leni's arms.

"The Father will give understanding to him. Rest." Nobles peeping head Style. The crown of hair is affectionate. The middle-aged man walked out of the room. Meet Degree.

"Mommy?" whining Style on Leni. The crying has not stopped.

"Dear, calm down." Leni hugged Gaya, rubbing the woman's back. Channeling tranquility.

"Pardon Gaya has been so outrageous on the title mah?" say Style when he feels better.

Leni shook her head, covering both of Gaya's cheeks. "No dear, The B*doh is wrong. You can punish him. Yes, focus on your recovery first. Don't think about that b*doh kid!"

Styles nod, feel bad. Style tightened his embrace. "Thank you mah, thank you for accepting Styles with all the flaws of Style. Lucky style has mama."

Leni reviews the smile, keeping the body Gaya away for a moment. "Infused again huh?"

The style quickly shook his head, "Style doesn't like to be infused mah."

Leni chuckled, her daughter-in-law's behavior reminded her of the title. "You are suitable!" Leni pinches nose Style, fat. "Yes already, but eat keep taking medicine!" leni's orders sound like they don't want to be disputed.

Styles of resignation. Leni took out a tray filled with porridge, drinks, and medicine Gaya. Patently the middle-aged woman who still looked very beautiful was feeding her daughter-in-law.

The style covered his face with a palm as a second mouthful was directed at him. Style of head shaking. Saya's cry broke again as the shadow of Middle Degree opened Sena's zipper flashed across her memory.

Leni sighed, grabbing the phone on the nightstand. It was already unable to bear to see Gaya continuously crying over her son.

The style gets hysterical when treated to something she doesn't want to see. "Mommy, please don't play. Style doesn't want to see. Style does not listen. Style is not strong mah."

Leni sighed again, stopping the spinning video. Put the tray on the nightstand and then refocus on Style.

Leni draped both her hands on Gaya's shoulders, "Trust is equally mamah. You misunderstood. You should see it. You have to listen to what they are talking about. Or, you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

The pulling style of the hand that covered his face. Leni greeted him with a warm smile. Leni's treatment is so gentle. Leni swept tears Style compassionately. The woman gave her device to Gaya. The force of the heart to see it.

Gaya's small laugh was heard in Leni's ears when the duration of the video she played ran out. The force of wiping the remnants of her tears that almost dried up. Getting down when Leni tried to tease him.

"Why Style? Did you cry earlier? Why is your face blushing now?" ledek Leni's.

"So, the title is not cheating mah?" tanyanya.

"No dear. Mamah will hang him in Monas if he dares to do such a thing!" firmly Leni.

Style chuckles, "Well, Hungry style."

Leni smiled as she shook her head, took back the porridge and fed it.

Style of taking mobile. Peering at the man she loved was from a hidden camera connected to a cell phone.

Seeing the middle degree of urgency in the living room, make the heart Flowering style. Moreover, the Nobles also seem to be running out of patience to see the stupidity of his eldest son. Really, the spectacle gave healing to his heart that had run away.

Leni held back a laugh as she voraciously ate her food. The woman seemed to forget the pain that was attacking her body. Style is so happy. Cheerful face. His smile continued to expand. Gaya occasionally snatches the spoon in Leni's hand, taking turns to feed the woman. Leni was quite pleased with the treatment of Gaya.

"Have forgiven the title, dear?" ask Leni half-literate.

Instantly the curved lines on the lips of the Style were drawn inwards. Just fade away. Silent style, looking at Leni while thinking.

Down style, "Style takes mah time. Excuse me... Styles are still upset by the way Degree deliberately makes me jealous. Why does it have to be like that anyway? He's so mean." Style back sobbing.

Leni gave a warm hug, "Mommy understands. But don't drag on, huh? Mamah apologizes for all the Degrees' behavior that hurt your heart."

"Why mamah so apologize, don't be like this mah, please style. Style has forgiven the title. Just a little annoyed." Style tightened his embrace.

"Come on, continue eating! Abis is taking medicine! You must be healthy to punish the B*doh who has dared to hurt your heart," said Leni intended to entertain.

Style gets excited again, grabs the device, peeks at the title. "Geez, Shy style. Bucin Style kebangetan huh? I think I'll see the title. It was so bitter to eat while looking at him. But Gaya still doesn't want to meet him mah. Is it papa mah?"

Leni chuckles, "Ga papa darling."

Style to spend the food without burden. After taking the medicine, the woman was obedient as Leni told her to rest. It didn't take long, Gaya had even fallen asleep wading through dreamland.

***

The atmosphere in the room belonging to the man who dubbed himself as a respectable singles was far from neat. Nino gave a frustrated snort, not liking her messy room. The man who was already wearing the neat stellan opened the curtains, displaying a view of the capital from the corner of his apartment.

The sunlight that drifted through the glass hit Sena's face that was still sleeping. Sena was disturbed. The woman staggered, trying to avoid the sun's sting that hit her pretty face. A pair of Sena eyelids suddenly opened when her movements felt restricted.

Sena was jolted with her state of being. Both hands are tied to the headboard. Even with both feet are also in a bound state. Sena panicked and shouted, "Aaaa... Why am I tied up?"

Nino chuckled, approaching, releasing all the ties she used to tie Sena.

"I'm sorry, I had to. I was just doing self-defense. You almost raped me! You're totally nuts! Never drink again! Lucky you met a guy as good as me! If not, your future is over!" nino grumbled with a very annoyed tone.

A pair of Sena's eyeballs widened, reflexively shutting her mouth. "Ja-so, last night was just a dream? Will we not get married this afternoon? Didn't we do it over and over again?" Sena stroked her flat stomach. "So we don't really have sex? So you didn't plant your seed in my womb?" flocked Sena before her cries boomed.

Instead of pity, Nino was getting upset. Nino flicked Sena's forehead. "How dare you make me an object of fantasy! You're totally nuts!" Nino got up and left Sena.

"Wait!" exclaim Sena.

Nino stopped her steps, without turning her head the man answered Sena's rant.

"I love you, Nino!" said Sena lirih.

Nino smiled, "I know."

"I'm crazy about you."

"I also know," replied Nino coldly.

"I want you to be my husband."

"It looks so obvious."

"Married me!" sena Pinta.

Nino turned her head, smiling cynically. "Don't dream!"

Nino slipped both hands in her pants pocket, willing to leave Sena just like that.

"Huaaaa! You're evil!" Sena roared, sinking her face into the pillow. Like a little boy who is struggling. Both of his legs he banged into the bed. Making the bedsheets under him more messy.

"I should know, respectable singles like how it might touch a woman's body as easily as that huhuhu.." regretted Sena still heard in Nino's ear.

Who would have thought, outside the room Nino was laughing without a sound. Heard every word that came out of that woman who was able to shake his heart.

Right, if they've kissed. Right they almost did. It's lucky! Nino's consciousness returns when the man is about to pull off a reunion. Nino was frustrated with his actions. He condemns the stupidity that has been done. Nino felt guilty. Nino will remain responsible. Nino swore to ask Sena for Reporters in a good way.

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