The Love of Zarania
Section 124
Night in the big city that is always busy and never seemed to have a chance to rest there are two lovers who will soon carry out marriage.
Sitting face to face in a cafe that usually closes at midnight with two drinks on the table right in front of the two.
Occasionally Ipul glanced at the face of the gentle woman before him at this time, looking worried because the face of the woman who was going to be his wife looked unusual, there is something that the woman wants to say but somehow has not spoken even though they have been in this cafe for almost an hour.
Hanna, a gentle woman who had been loyal for several years accompanied herself, a gentle but firm woman who was still willing to accept herself after what she had done, after the disappointment that he had given but the woman still forgave him and gave a chance even though his face looks murky doubt.
Maybe the woman is also fighting with her own mind to continue the marriage they have planned for a long time or choose to really end it, suppressing the pain of heart rather than having to marry a man who still keeps feelings for other women.
At this time it is very clear that Hanna wants to suppress her own ego, after having had time to think everything carefully so that she does not get hurt later if she still chooses to continue their marriage.
"Mas," after a long period of silence, Hanna finally began to make a sound that sounded like a mere murmur, but even so the voice that is not clear it is still heard into the ears of the man in front of him although slowly but feels like a whip that is ready to leave bruised scratches if it is continued.
Ipul raised his face more parallel to the gaze of the woman who had muttered his name even though he had been staring at a soft face and a sad gaze that did not know why it actually made Ipul feel afraid to listen further to what the woman wants to say.
Obviously if there is something important that he will hear from the little lips of the woman, if there is no important thing, of course the face of the woman will not look like this now, right?
Ipul sighs heavily, it feels very heavy while waiting for what will come out of Hanna's mouth next now.
Hanna stared at the man who inexplicably until now was still very dear to her even though the man had incised a wound that was actually difficult for her to forget.
Remembering every night he who always imagined what Ipul had done to Zara made him continue to shed tears while questioning how exactly the Ipul feels about him.
And quickly the woman in front of him nodded her head giving an answer that he had actually arranged neatly in his head.
"What?" tanya Ipul then withholding the turmoil in his heart.
"About our marriage," Hanna said as she ventured to look at the two beads in front of her.
The deg!!
Ipul's heart seemed to stop beating for a moment, although he had guessed but in reality he was still surprised to hear Hanna's words just now.
Ipul's face changed instantly but as much as he could hide it, trying to be calm and asking, "why our marriage?" ask her with a heavy voice.
"I want to cancel our wedding."
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