
Agam Robson, handsome guy with a million charms. Have abundant wealth. But it doesn't make him happy. Then what kind of true happiness for Agam.
The man was sitting in his office. A few days into the week, he did not see where Aerin, the woman who had secretly entered into the recesses of his heart. Where's that woman? Why did it disappear without leaving a trace?
"Aerin," he murmured. "Where are you?" ask him to yourself.
Agam felt empty, all this time only Aerin women who were close to him. The woman is not as nice as the others. Appear as is, do not seek excessive attention.
Agam took his phone. He fiddled with the phone screen, and contacted Aerin. However, the woman's number remains inactive and out of reach. Where did Aerin go?
"Hufhh." Agam took a long breath.
The man sat in his great chair. He wiggled his chair left and right, as if he were thinking hard.
"Good day, sir," said the assistant, entering Agam's room.
"Have you found her?" ask without further ado.
"Sorry sir, a few days ago Miss Aerin was kicked out of her house, sir," explained Yakob, Agam's assistant.
"What's? Expelled?" ask Agam once again, who knows he heard wrong.
"Yes sir, Miss was kicked out by her father" Yakob explained.
"Why did you get kicked out?" ask Agam gusar. His mind was not calm, imagined Aerin living alone in the cruel world.
"Miss Aerin is pregnant, sir," Yakob replied.
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"What?" pekik Agam was surprised. "What do you mean pregnant?" ask Agam who still does not understand, how can a good girl like Aerin get pregnant without marriage?
"Yes sir, Miss Aerin is pregnant," replied Yakob once again.
"Who's got her pregnant, sure?" agam Lirih asked, the man leaned his back weakly on his oversized chair.
"According to the information of our men, that night Miss Aerin was trapped by her lover, Mr. Jo. But it was not Mr. Jo who impregnated Miss" Yakob explained.
"Then who?" ask Agam disappointed. Clearly disappointed, the woman he loved hummed outside the marriage.
"Still in the process of our investigation, sir. Because the man who spent the night with Miss, not just anyone. He is like an influential person, so his identity is protected" Yakob explained.
Agam nodded, "You can go out," he kicked her out while shaking his hand.
Sickly silent for a moment. The man's face looked red and full of anger. His chest felt squeezed by blocks that slowly twisted and then crushed him to blood. Aerin's gaze and smile are still clearly drawn in the shadow of the handsome man, he tried to brush off all the feelings of longing that are now still there for the woman.
But who would have thought. This already fiery taste, must be broken by one fact that the woman he loves has been humming the seeds of another man
"Aerin."
Hands clenched and jaws hardened, enough to indicate that the man was really angry. There is no man who does not think bad when he knows there are women who are pregnant without marriage. Such women are unrighteous women who are willing to peddle their bodies to men of gender destruction.
"You know Aerin? I love you so much. I want you to be my life partner. But why do you have to ruin the taste that has grown blooming in the chest," he said full of disappointment.
The feeling of love in Agam's heart instantly disappeared when he found out the facts and the truth. Aerin's the only woman who got the man interested. Aerin like to have its own charm so that it can draw it into the imagination.
However, it was the woman who broke all Agam's hopes. He already has dreams and a future with Aerin. When he finds out that Aerin has broken up with Jo, Agam seems to have a green light to lure the girl with his pezoann. After, all the things he did for the sake of attracting Aerin's attention. He was also made aware by the fact that the girl he was after had left with another man.
Anger and anger in the chest. He stared at the figura located on his table. I don't know when, Aerin's photo was there? Agam deliberately put the picture frame in order to be his encouragement at work. But at this moment, he had already decided to forget about Aerin.
"Aerin, you've already caused a wound in my heart. You've disappointed me. You are the most evil woman in the world" she said hatefully.
Agam immediately threw the picture frame into the trash can. He no longer wanted to remember the face that had caused the wounds in his heart.
He closed his eyes for a moment. Unknowingly and scoldingly, her tears simply melted away. His heart felt in remes-remes by the reality that he did not want to hear this. Her aerin, the woman of the heart that is glorified increasingly high. Then when he felt imagined floating in the air, immediately his wings were broken and he fell shapelessly.
Agam felt lost the figure of Aerin who became the spirit of the morning. Although, Aerin is not entirely wrong for the heartbreak that Agam feels. It was Agam who had tortured his own heart for loving a woman who had no similar feelings for him at all.
"Aerin, why is it so sick?" her question sounded subtle, but rather blame.
If the heart can choose to fall in love with whom, then Agam does not want to choose Aerin as a person who dwells specifically in his heart. Aerin made the holes in Agam's heart and sprinkled with salt and vinegar, creating a tremendous pain.
Gorgeous standing from his seat. The man took the keys to the car and the cell phone on the table. He stepped out of the room in a quick walk. He looks like he's in a hurry.
Glam got into the car and drove the car at high speed. Sometimes a person with a wounded heart, always does silly things that endanger him. For example Agam, he bawww the car like in pursuit of the devil. Though it just vented all his emotions and anger.
At a public funeral, the man pulled his car over. Then get out of the car and walk with a blank look. He entered an old cemetery, perhaps tens or dozens of years old, because it was visible from the weeds that grew above him.
"Sunny," she said. "I'm sorry" he said with regret.
Agam cried while hugging the navel in front of him. Every time a feeling of complete pain was overcome by her heart, she would come here to simply color or complain about all the feelings.
"Sunny, I miss you. Very," he said again. "You know, right now I'm heartbroken and I'm losing a second time. Why does it feel so painful this time. I never imagined it would hurt like this" he told an inanimate object that would never be able to respond to any speech that came out of his lips.
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