THE HEART PILLAR 3 KNIGHTS
Love It ....... (6)
Throw yourself on a soft and comfortable mattress, looking at the dimly-shaded ceiling of the room. Quietly quiet, breathing in and exhaling regularly, keeping his heartbeat in its calmest rhythm. But his heart rumbled with a feeling that he did not understand at all.
" This is another .. ta. da. this time the roses also numbered six ". Celia shook the red rose bouquet with a smile.
Unlike three days ago, the girl seemed confused when there was a delivery of flowers addressed to this address but with the name of the recipient Miss Hanania Hanin. How did you know that the beautiful sister was staying here ?. Where there is no origin of the sender, from whom the hell. But that person was obviously very romantic.
" Om I must have been crazy about big brother ". Finally, the teenager also understood where all the beautiful flowers came from. This morning's most romantic video call. Celia now knows that her handsome om has fallen in love and is chasing after this beautiful sister.
" Om Haidar is not naughty not playboy like om Raka, that was the video call. But now om Raka is insyaf. The beautiful brother who gripped Om Haidar, he said his future wife Om Raka. Brother wants to be the same as Haidar ? ".
Just coming home tired from the crowd of customers on a Sunday night, immediately hit with a sharp question skinning, of course making Hanin gasping for breath. Not to mention the two rose bouqquets that now seemed to act as loud speakers of Haidar's heart, announcing to the whole world about the man's feelings for her. Huuffff. Arggghhh. Hanin chose to leave, including four rose bouquets that had been received in his flat for four consecutive days.
The man did not contact Hanin at all after all the thrilling events in front of Berlin Train Station, but all the moments full of reluctance it still continued until the man waved from the bus. Hanin was ultimately forced to take Haidar to the interstate bus terminal, even accompanying him until he had actually left by a large cross-state vehicle.
" I can kiss you one more time, right now, in this place .. if you refuse to take me ". The threat was clearly not playful, as the young man's pair of eagle eyes pierced the heart of his defense.
At night, Hanin could not sleep well, he was overwhelmed with a thumping feeling, even his nose with no self-knowledge kept asking the whole neuoron to send that soft yet very masculine fragrance image to his brain. A pair of arms seemed to have their own thoughts, they bristled, as if they were tormented because of the addiction to warmth that had made the drunk. Shameful !!!!!!! and Hanin cursed to himself.
Tonight was like the nights before, he lay restlessly. Grabbing his cell phone, opening a chat review with the man. Still like the previous nights ..the man was like a snitch, not sending a message in the slightest. Huuuffff.
" One month Na', you'll know how much I love you. One month ... ".
He was back as silent as before. Unable to turn away from the softest gaze that shackled his reasoning. When Haidar grasped with his friendly fingers that began to sweat restlessly. Is because he was silent at that time, until Haidar now turned to silence him,
Uh, wait 'Na ... silence you, she's silencing you ?. Then the roses are beautiful, beautiful, fresh and certainly expensive what do you consider ?.
Haidar is not silencing you, no !!!!. He even took a very clear and decisive step. You ... must have been introduced to all members of his family. Uh. .he means, he told a lot about you to his family who have known you for a long time. And look, they're all very well-come. They know who you are .
" Pinter school, baby .. make your father and mother proud ". Ms. Orlin who always stroked her head gently, did not even hesitate to kiss her forehead.
" Your father was a very responsible and loyal person. He is one of the people I respect the most. And being able to participate in raising you, of course makes us very flattered. Remember yes Hanin .. never feel inferior, you are the daughter of someone very good ". Mr. Mandala who is notoriously cold and very serious is even so often encouraging to him.
They are indeed good people who are also virtuous, of course declining in their sons and daughters. But a Hanin Hanania ....... would it be appropriate to be with the crown prince ?. Com'on Hanin .. be realistic.
" Are you sure of your choice, Dave ?. Don't you have to open your eyes wider ?. Remember what happened to your father ".
" I know Hanin, I'm sure he's not who you're worried about 'Dad. Give me a chance "
" Dave, she's just a simple girl who needs material and all your big names ".
That's how Mr. Bharata the cheff maestro doubted him. You haven't forgotten all that, have you, Hanin ? .
Even when David defended her, everything changed when the man returned to Germany. Either because of the caliphate or because it has been poisoned by the most misleading satanic deceit. Clearly, he had lost his once gentle and caring David.
Hanin has heard about the slang and also rumors of the strangeness of David's relationship with Garret. But he remains ignorant, because he is so confident with the man who has been for almost four years is adamant to maintain a heart relationship, even fighting for it. But the Most Merciful and Merciful God never willingly hurt him more deeply. If then he saw for himself that bitter reality, it must be because there was a beautiful plan lying before him.
" The woman .. they just love themselves. Never be fooled by their pseudo softness honey ... ".
" But I love him, he loves me wholeheartedly too, Garret ".
" There is no true love more sincere than my love for you "
*.*Then Hanin witnessed the most disgusting scenery that then destroyed his world. The actions of two same-sex people that make him hold back tears and in the senses also nausea is not restrained. A Dave is ultimately able to make a gaping and very deep wound. With all the tenderness\, as well as the affection that had never previously passed from the man. Is that a khilaf ?\, or indeed because a Dave has been deeply hurt by something. Or maybe …. Because of Garret's perfect trickery. But now he understands\, it was precisely the moment when God was showing a reality.God was saving his life.
What about Haidar ?. The man was very perfect with a large tall posture that was in harmony with his warm demeanor. Not that he is very handsome and extraordinarily intelligent, from a rich and distinguished family. It was strange when a man with ninety-eight percent perfection admitted that he had only loved it all along.
“ I like to see you who laugh cheerfully when visiting your mother, exactly bother her “. Haidar looked up and finally laughed. “ You are so sweet when you laugh and I always fall in love every time I see it. I was so envious of your laughter at first. But, I don't know since when? the laughter turned into my encouragement which was in the struggle to stay sane. At least not to go crazy with all the burdens I bear ".
Really?, how much she wanted Nania to renege on the sudden sense of happiness that was just like a firework incandescent. But in fact, he actually increasingly put his ears, even waiting with a pounding chest continuation of each sentence. Haidar who walked slowly beside him seemed to turn to him many times to just smile. Although deliberately not looking, keep walking with your face looking straight ahead. Although actually at that time, he was so eager to return the gaze of this man.
Choosing to walk to the Bus Station that afternoon, be the right choice. Because it is not too far away, and the weather is supportive at that time. Mid-autumn which began to chilly, with a walk of a few dozen minutes, enough to warm the body and also make enough time to parse a story.
“ Even I've liked you since you were a baby. My mom said anyway . ha.ha.ha. but it looks like it's “. That crisp laugh was pleasant to hear. Haidar excitedly opened up all the veils of the past, and he just fell silent and lowered his head, not knowing how to respond.
“ I... had lost hope and chose to give up, because you know your choice of heart. Even Ms. Firman, asked me to deliver a message that she has approved of you. You must understand what ‘kan means ? “.
‘’Mas .. “, He stopped the move which also forced Haidar to stop. “...it was a message from my mother?, and you just said it now ? “. But that handsome face that looked at him full of regret finally made his conscious heart hack into reason. “ But maybe .. indeed it should not convey that message. Thank you .. “.
“ One month Nania…. One month only, you will be able to receive my love “.
And for the second time he again felt that warm embrace, acting out the cold autumn wind. And by not knowing the malaunya, he hoped to return to taste the sweetness that until then was still left on both lips. Fortunately, his entire muscle was frozen by the milk. If not, he must have been cluelessly stroking the owner of full lips that would be very charming if outlined that smile.
Hanania Hanania, she covered her face with a pillow. Suddenly he felt ashamed of his last memory. Why did the whole long debate in his heart end with the memory of an embarrassing desire.
“Arggghhhhh .. “, and Hanin yells while still smothering himself with a pillow.
The night crept slowly with a sigh of cold wind out there. This room was so cozy and warm, but it kept moving with great uneasiness. And deep in the halls of his heart, just as it is out there.
Then he grabbed his phone back, stroking a name on the contact list. Hanin smiled faintly, as he touched the row of letters slowly. Mas Haid ... he named it that way. As I always said, Arya. Ah ... why does he now feel suddenly .. miss.
Oh my God ... What is this ? miss ?. Nania ... You must be too tired.
" Hello .. hello ... ".
What is this?, you called him?. Ah no, must have accidentally pressed 'dial'. But how should this be ?.
" Hello Nania ? ". A heavy yet comfortable voice in his sense of hearing was heard again.
" Ha -helo mas. Sorry yes .. ". Nervously, he immediately closed the call.
Pucker, was that Hanin ?. Shameful!!, and he floated a sombre sumaph on himself.
I'm just so scared, though,
If you get hurt again and fall so deep
Because I don't know,
Am I able to get back up
If it happens to me again
This pain, this,
I can hold it
That wound, that wound,
It can still be healed …. Slowly
But to rise again,
I'm not sure of my strength
To get back up, stand up,
Are these two legs able to stand firm
I'm just so scared, though,
If you ...just stop by
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And in that part of the world, a young man, now fully awake, was sitting with a very happy face. Although in the last third of the night he had to wake up, he was forcefully awake because of a ringing call. Although all he heard was an apology for the 'dial' accident. But that was already very happy for him.
' It hasn't been a week Na', but your fingers have begun to guide your heart'. Cheers of Haidar full of energy from his heart.
He is not the old player, nor is he an old player. If dealing with a woman.the big zero, of course so the score. But he was very confident in the method he was using now. Not calling or texting at all, just sending a pretty bouquet of roses.
Haidar smiled again, looking at the ceiling of the room which now showed a beautiful face. Her nania smiled so sweetly as usual.
' Hi ..Nania, have you started to miss me ?. I'm actually very heavy doing this. For one month of my love for you. May you soon find your faith in me. Confidence will be this feeling of love. Germany must be cold, huh Nania?. You came home safe and healthy ?. Don't get sick, beautiful .. I'll come back to see you, with a gift that will surely make you laugh. Wait for me my prettiest moon orchid princess '
The man hugged her softly
Give a greeting of love to the rotation of the earth
Hovering between the enveloping atmosphere
Looking for a gap to see the thief of his heart
The man fought the time round
Turn around and touch slowly
Recalling the entire fragrance he stole
Hugging back the tenderness that withered him
Men ... who are in love
