THE HEART PILLAR 3 KNIGHTS

In Your Eyes I See The Missing Piece Of Peace (4)

Delivering a tired whole body in the contest, but half of its passengers drift off wandering. What a tiring day. But nothing compared to his more tired heart, felt like being chased by tightness. Padah he had been trying to synchronize himself by using comfortable hot water that massage all the nerve endings of his body for a moment. It helps to keep him fresh again. But the whole tangle in his brain, winning and invading his soul and heart.

Such was Namu who was restless on the bed, impulsively then took a pillow and smothered his own face. Then, aaarghhh. Quite inaudible because it was held tight by the pillow that covered his face. Doing that strange thing, hoping to slightly dispel the tangles and chaos in his heart.

" It really does not want to lose Mr. Mandala. His nephew himself was immediately tied up, fortunately he was only an adopted son yes . But I admit. ha.ha.ha.ha, you are indeed great and reliable businessmen, in all respects of course ".

Although it was presented with a joke, but if almost every moment . lately he always heard the same thing, in the end also able to touch the side of pain in his heart. Such things do not only come from business partners, even from colleagues, relatives and friends even employees are now starting to gossip about their relationship with Love. Since his wedding plan with Love was decided and developed into a very urgent matter .. let alone the catalyst if not the action of the doctor bengal prospective sister-in-law, yes of course Raka who was badung. Somehow the young man who should have been very good could have conceded. Preparation for her marriage and Love was immediately held with a marathon, fast fashion. Looh ? ... who's really stupid, isn't Ardelia ?. Of course because her aunt Hana insisted Raka should not step over her brother. And also the age of Love that is very mature .. um, tends to have a critical period of worry if according to the culture of most of the people of this country. All of those things eventually become a story like a snowball that rolls increasingly bigger. Aaarghhh.... frustrating, really !!!!!!. Why can't we just get married, without the nyinyiran ... hey Namu!, this is life.

" And that's why you've been so indifferent to my daughter" and these kind of tones are starting to become very familiar to her ears. Of course it goes hand in hand with a cynical and scornful look like a woman who is hurt. Yes, of course, from the crazy rich women who have a sparkling socialite who has been proffered and fed to him. But, hey..what's my fault, madam?, if your daughter doesn't interest me at all. I never did anything to them either.

" Just ignore it, didn't you also predict this kind of thing earlier ". That was how the beautiful and gentle woman calmed her, the dear Orlin mother. The adoptive mother he loved so much, because this woman was the only woman in the world he knew as a mother. " Kan mama's child is indeed an honorary man .. of course many are disappointed because they failed to have ".

" This is just the beginning, son. I've told you before, haven't I ? ", that's how Arjuna the candidate got his head together and his Om patted him on the shoulder when he saw he was pensive. We are men who challenge a princess. Undeniable, things like caste and position are still highlighted.  And it is those outside the fence who care deeply about this. It seems like they are very uncomfortable with our caste differences, but it is very convenient to gossip about them. Ha. ha. ha. ha. ha. This is just the beginning of youth. Are you going to give up ? or bulldoze ? ".

Oh no.. not both!!!!, too draining energy in vain. It's just not expecting if this is going to get any worse. What a lagis already there are media that began to sniff this ha as soft news. The most horrible thing he hated.

" Yes right, I am getting married soon ". The afternoon came when some business media reporters began to change the direction of the interview.

" Is it true that the daughter of one of Ars Group's board of directors, who also happens to be your cousin sir ? ".

" Is the marriage of family members like this also a strategy to build and maintain a business ? ".

" What about your relationship with Miss Lola ? ".

Yes aampuun..... Lola who else is that ?. This is a business journalist why become an infotaiment journalist anyway.

" I'm sorry ... isn't what we're going to discuss about our company's cooperation plan ?. Why is it a personal issue that is asked ? ". And when he raised an objection ....

" It's true Mr Namu .. but do you not know if the news of the broken heart of Lola the model and also the lawyer when the gospel is trending topic ? ". The reporter kept arguing. And immediately followed by a similar question from their colleagues.

Shitty !!!!!!....

" See this news sir ", even one of them gave his cell phone.

...................Model and famous lawyer Lola Astrid Malika, drunk and raved because of heartbreak. He felt betrayed by a dear man. Along with several famous models who were busy entertaining him, this impulsive act was recorded on the camera of one of the bar visitors. And the name of the man was clearly called ..... Namu.................

" See the video sir ". Without waiting again, the journalist also played a video connected to the news page.

.........................." I am less beautiful what try?... less pinter what try ? ". A charming, sexy-clothed woman who showed the perfect curves of her proportionate body stood staggering while rummaging. " Blind times yes ' that Namu .... ".

" Here La. Easy for a handsome elo' canin & tajir again ", one of the other beautiful women looks entertaining.

" It must have hit that pellet Namu .. or forced him, marry his own cousin ...  Aaa... Namu Baskara Mighty ... I hate you .. but I love you .... ". and the woman began to cry as she pleased..........................

There was no point in serving the infotaiment ink porters, lucky that the guards immediately came to his rescue. The bodyguards he had previously rejected. Even a bit of a debate with Ardanu, one of his father's beliefs.

" Now do you understand why I insist on giving you a personal bodyguard ? ". The Danu om smiled wryly, it seemed like this man who was also his father's best friend already knew everything that had just happened. " This is just the beginning of youth ... ".

Geez.... how can just this thing that happened be said as a beginning ?. Namu threw himself. When then a call came in with a special tone that he was very familiar with suddenly burst forth, startling.

" Hello dear", said as soon as the call was connected.

" I just hope for an explanation .... Lola is Astrid? new neighbors who haven't been there for a year moved into our compound, right ? ".

" Ehm ... Does it look like ? ".

" Who came so familiar in the kitchen of your house ? ". Clearly the voice of Love is full of jealous tones.

" I don't know... Maybe, I forgot ".

" He's crazy .. crazy about you ? or .... Have you ever given her false hope, brother ? ", it is very clear that if Love has seen the news, she is jealous now.

" I don't care ... I don't know her. and I Love you ".

" Sister .. I'm jealous ". The voice of Love sounded a little hoarse, you can imagine if the girl must be in an emotional and crisp mode.

" Heeem... Then what should we do ?. You're gonna shut up ? ".

" Mama said .. Never be provoked. Let it be. don'tladeni the media ".

" But ... ", there was the voice of Love that grew irritated.

" dear .. ", namu also began to persuade. " We have something more important, something greater, which is more than all that cheap gossip... Should we take care of that useless trivial ? ".

The breath across there sounded like it was slapping something. For a moment there was no answer from Love, and Namu let the girl worship his heart for a moment.

" Remember the times we were tossed about by fidgeting for a dozen years?...remember the times we were tormented in silent love ?... remember how tired we are to ingakr and run all this time ..... is something as trivial as this will defeat all that ? ".

Namu himself did not understand, how the sentence could be arranged so neatly and flow gently from his lips. It was as if he was in a fine state, as if he had turned into someone very wise.

" sister.... I love you too... Love you so much ".

" Yes ... do not ever stop praying yes, may we go through all things remain lovingly ". Namu smiled, as if he could stare at the smile of his love.

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The girl tightened the raincoat she was wearing, before jumping off the bus and then immediately running across and rushing towards the entrance of a hospital. He is Hanin Hanania who is now smiling kindly while hanging a box on two nurses who look welcome.

" You always bring us good food ".

Hanin laughed as he continued his steps, ah .. just a few slices of sandwiches, he muttered. " What you're doing to help me. .. that's just amazing ".

Almost a year ago, he has become very familiar with not only the room in this hospital building, but also with the doctors and nurses in this place. A place that is visited once a week, a place where there is a burden of responsibility manifested from his deep gratitude. A place that is now a place to take care of a friend, who has bet his life for him. A friend he had only known for a moment, but the gentleness and sincerity he had received was really like someone who had been in a friendship for many years.

" My name is Sellma .. You must be careful with Garret. You must open your eyes wide .. You must not believe his good attitude .. You .. should be able to feel the awkwardness of their relationship ".

" Hey .. I'm David's girlfriend, Garret's friend. Not Garret's girlfriend, you seem to have mistaken miss ".

" No!!!. You must listen to me . You're too innocent .. You have to be careful ".

And his encounter that night with a brown-haired woman, long-haired and wiry but implying a radiance of sadness. At first he really only thought that the woman named Sellama was just making it up. But later he caught himself how David or Dave - he was with the man who was introduced as a good friend, was doing something that made him feel very nauseous, disgusted !!!.

Until finally he began to believe what was said by the woman who was now lying quietly, while a small monitor screen remained lit next to him. Friends of the drip fluid that hangs following the oxygen hose, Sellma looks like he is sleeping.

" Hi Sellma, ", he said slowly while occupying a chair he had pulled closer. " You must not forget .. four more days of your beautiful Liesel's birthday. Yes ... Your Liel will soon be three years old. You don't miss her Sellma ? ".

Hanin smiled as he grasped the reddish and somewhat pale fingers. He hoped that this woman would respond. He hoped that this woman would soon wake up, and cheerfully invited her to prepare to hold a sweet party for her beautiful child. But Hanin again breathed a long breath and swallowed his disappointment. A moment ... only a moment, because then he again looks excited. Put out a small album of brown soil with accents of dry foliage ornaments and also small bells.

" Look!!. You still remember this beautiful little baby ? ". Hanin opens the album and shows a photo of a baby in a charming fencing costume.

" She is very similar to you .. This is a beautiful little angel ".

Hanin re-opened the album, while still chattering to himself, recounting the image he was showing Sellma that remained motionless. Eventually, the entire page of the album was opened and flipped through.

" Sellma. I don't care what the doctors say. Eight months ?. Heem is also eight months huh. You also have to keep fighting to wake up Sellma. You know ... he can already call your name ... Mommy ..mommy..every look at your photo. You miss it, don't you ? ".

Until finally Hanin looked down deeply, wiping his tears that began to grow one after another.

" Sellma . You should also help me. Yeah. I've started to get overwhelmed against those who want to take off your life support. I beg Sellma ... for the sake of Liel ... Your pretty liesel ".

But Sellma remained silent, the woman only seemed to breathe slowly as she followed the constant sound of the heart monitor attached.Creating a feeling of guilt and deep sadness. Making Hanin sob again and lay down his clothes, while he still did not release his hand on Sellla's fingers, which remained motionless.

" I'll go home first. I promise, Leil's birthday tomorrow .. I'll bring the angel here. But you also have to promise, you'll wake up soon and carry it yourself ".

Then Hanin wiped away the rest of her tears, then started to stand up and step slowly towards the exit of the room. Before he actually left Sellma, he turned for a moment to the body that was still lying unconscious. Smiling full of sadness, and then immediately passed away. With a heart that pours out prayers to the Almighty.

And in a very gentle vibration, an imperceptible movement, it seemed as if the prayer had been answered immediately. The pale and thin fingers seemed to move slowly for a moment. There were even two circles of tears that melted slowly on that tyrannical cheek. Sellma, he must have understood.