Shameless Prince: Our Incomplete Love Story

67 - Paper Plane

"I don't know how many times I've apologized to you, but it's never going to be enough" said Jofan softly, unmoved at the sight of Aurora who was also just hanging in front of him.

"I've forgiven you, but don't hurt yourself anymore, why are you doing this anyway?" aurora said softly feelingly, like seducing a seduce, gently stroking Jofan's hand covered with bandages.

"Maybe it's because I'm jealous," said Jofan not wanting to cover it up again, he didn't want to lose someone else who was so important to him

Aurora who heard Jofan's confession immediately looked at his face, didn't she hear wrong? Jofan's jealous? Jealous of what?  if Jofan's jealous means he's ….

"I don't like you smiling at other people, I don't like you laughing because it's not from me" said Jofan, who made Aurora hold her breath, too shocked and also moved to listen to Jofan's words. " Aurora, I'm sorry, you seem to be starting to like you" Jofan told Aurora.

Aurora really could not help herself, her eyes glazed over listening to it, her shocked and incredulous face completely visible, she even covered her mouth, afraid Jofan saw her gaping little mouth, tears should come down just like that, he can not be damned let alone hidden.

Eighteen years were just those words that he dreamed of, eighteen years he endured just for the sake of a confession, eighteen years was not a short time to heart-destine someone, Aurora tried, she said, keep trying to be what Jofan can see, but it all feels futile, repeatedly wanting to give up but his fragile little heart wants to keep fighting, getting married instead of just for one time, right? but now it felt completely indescribable and the struggle was comparable when finally, Jofan could accept it.

Jofan wiped the happy tears from Aurora's eyes that were as pretty as doll's, not allowing the tears to damage her even though because of her happiness, Jofan kissed Aurora's blushing cheeks, slowly, shortly but feelingly, makes the entire body of the Aurora stiff because of it.

"I must have been so mean to you before, until you cried like this," Jofan said after taking off his kiss. Aurora was speechless, just silent while shaking her head slowly, while rubbing her nose that was getting wet.

Jofan smiled a little, his wife's mannerisms looked so adorable to him, like a teenage girl who was embarrassed when teased by her lover, Jofan pulled Aurora in his arms, hugging her tightly feelingly, she said, feeling comfortable with each other and not wanting to let go.

"I'm so lucky to have you, Aurora, give me a chance once more" whispered Jofan who made Aurora's heart taste sweet, he nodded quickly without thinking again, not even asking how his position in Jofan's heart, not Sania, for Aurora this alone is enough for him, do not want to damage it again, not want to damage it again,

Aurora releases herself from Jofan's arms, looking into Jofan's unashamed eyes. Jofan smiled so loosely and sweetly at her.

"We have to go to the hospital" said Aurora, who kept thinking about Jofan's health.

"Don't" replied Jofan.

"Why?" said Aurora bending her forehead.

"I don't want to sleep without you, from now on you have to sleep next to me," Jofan said sounding seductive, but it was, in fact, too dependent on the whereabouts of Aurora beside him.

"Alright, but if tomorrow gets worse, we have to go to the hospital" Aurora replied.

"All right, former First Lady."

Aurora was quite chuckled at hearing that.

"Yes, you're hungry, let's eat, I'll feed you because your hands are hurting" Aurora said.

Jofan nodded, longing enough to be noticed this way. Aurora smiled back, they immediately went to the dining room, Aurora cleaned her blood-soaked hands, prepared food and immediately greeted Jofan patiently, the atmosphere was so warm, happiness radiated, smiles are always on and all that accompanies them all night long.

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The atmosphere in the painting room was warm, the sunlight became his light, breaking through the stained glass arranged in colorful shows beautiful images, stories of the power of their kingdom first.

Suri stared bored at the canvas he had scrawled with oil paint, the colorful mixture formed a picture of a beautiful lotus flower in the middle of the lake, but Suri was still dissatisfied with the work. The sound of the violin sounds beautiful accompanied him let out all his imagination, but not yet he could continue the painting.

As he inserted the images that appeared in his mind, suddenly a paper plane came in from the window near Suri which was wide open, the paper plane flew up and swerved around the room for a while before landing on the tiles of the room, Suri who noticed the plane was a little shocked, who threw the plane?

He immediately put down his painting palette, walked up to the plane, picked it up from the floor and immediately approached the window, as the painting room was located at the top, Suri immediately looked down, looking at Jared who was already down there, looking up at him, he seemed to smile, Suri saw it also immediately smiled, Jared issued a gesture for Suri to open the paper plane.

Suri who saw that certainly understood, with a little curiosity, Suri tried to open the paper plane, finding a handwritten note by Jared.

‘Remember when we were little, when we didn't have a phone to talk to, I used to send messages from this paper plane, so I wanted to repeat it again. By the way, today I have a holiday and the weather is very beautiful, does the Princess have time to walk\-walk with the servant?’

Suri read it slowly and immediately smiled sweetly, indeed Jared used to often do this to him, sending funny messages so that he could laugh, initially Jared and Suri were quite close, but somehow Jared suddenly changed and became more closed than him plus Jared had to move out of the country, until their relationship was completely broken.

Suri then looked towards Jared who was still faithfully waiting for him below, noticing Suri's change in face which was originally flat to smile sweetly, a satisfaction for Jared himself, seeing that he smiled thinly. Suri gestured for Jared to wait, he then walked towards his luggage places, not finding a pencil or pen to reply to Jared's message, so he immediately took the rigger paintbrush (pointed tip brush) and dipped it in a black ink pot, and slowly beginning to reply to Jared's letter, he waited a little longer for it to dry up, then immediately threw the paper plane towards Jared, the plane was winding beautifully, he said, Jared seemed to pay attention to where the plane was about to land, seeing the behavior of Jared who noticed it, Suri so laughed.