The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapter 65. I Love you
Chapter 65. I Love you
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"Let me prove, this is the seriousness of taste. Let me love you, oh.my dear!)
(Taken from the lyrics of the song Iwan Fals~ Let me love you)
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"Sin that transcends boundaries!"
Andhira
It was past 5 days after the unpleasant incident the other day, during which time Dhira ignored hundreds of messages from Abhimanyu. Although it is undeniable Dhira likes the touch of Abhimanyu, but he must force himself to stay away from the man. As much as possible.
He even blocked Abhimanyu's number because the man was not deterred from continuing to contact him. He just didn't want Raka to be disappointed in him. He learned from the experience when his mother did not approve of him with Indra.
On Saturday afternoon, Raka will join Indra to the house of Pak Joko and Bu Novi. He quickly reconciles with his past, unwilling to limit Raka.
"Titip greetings to Uti same Kakung ya!"
"Don't be too much trouble there!"
Dhira rubbed Raka's back while hugging the boy.
"Yes ma, what time will Om Bas pick you up?" Raka just wanted to make sure, if her mom was safe when she wasn't home.
" Maybe in a minute!"
Dhira gave two boxes of cookies, brownies and also wingko. Glutinous-based cake, a favorite of his former in-laws.
"Thank you!" for the first time, Indra spoke kindly.
Dhira just smiled, waving to Raka who was about to get into the car with her ex-husband. Dhira looked at the departure of the car that had disappeared from his sight.
Although he had considered all this was a destiny that he must go through, but Dhira still kept his distance with Indra.
If Indra had not done him any harm, maybe he could have been together in that car to visit the same destination.
When he came in, his phone rang.
Brother, I can't pick you up yet. Kids take the road to the show!
Dhira breathes out, maybe tonight it's better alone. Although lonely, but he must get used to it.
But when he was about to enter, there was a car that entered his frame, a moment later with a quick movement someone came and smothered his mouth. Dhira thrashed, but lost power. Soon after, he was unconscious.
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Abhimanyu
The bad thing is not to hold the longing, but two gray ticks that never turn blue. He's been very frustrated. Dhira ignored him.
Ever since he had a fight with Gwen the other day, he didn't come home. He asked Omanya through Rania. Rania who is always workaholic is also not too concerned about Abhimanyu.
He only told Bik Surti to make sure to eat and medicine for Mrs Regina. He also advised her not to let Gwen into her grandmother's room.
He felt that he could not stand it anymore, if he was desperate there he was afraid of people's views after an argument involving Gwen the other day. He was not worried about himself, but Dhira. But the miss in his chest was already tight. Abhimanyu doesn't care. He is powerful, he can use any means.
He should be able to make sure, if Dhira will be his. No matter how storm hits. He deserves to be happy in his own way. Had enough patience all along.
The highlight is today, he misses Andhira. A crazy idea slipped in his brain.
Van, ask your men to take Dhira forcibly to my apartment, now!
Abhimanyu wants to talk, he wants Dhira not to constantly blame himself. He must make Dhira believe that he is so valuable in the eyes of Abhimanyu. It's just the timing isn't right.
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The noble order of Abhimanyu is a must be fulfilled immediately, counting as a redeemer of mistakes the other day, today Devan gercep in doing his duty.
"Remember not to touch excessively, do it carefully!" Devan ordered two of his men, from the view of Devan Dhira was alone in the shophouse. Because apparently he was monitoring the area there.
Devan is next to the steering wheel, and one of his men again serves as the driver. Monitor the movements of two of his other men.
"Boss, the target is safe!" said a man who was still wearing a face cover, while rubbing the limp body of Dhira.
"Hurry to sleep in the car!"
Fortunately, no one saw the incident, which happened to be quiet that afternoon. And also after making sure Dhira's shophouse was locked, they immediately darted towards Abhimanyu's apartment.
Devan looked at Dhira's beautiful face, deservedly the infatuated Boss. Lawong body, same face all top markotop.
"Hey, keep your hands!"
"Can be cut off by the boss later!" Devan warned his men not to be too involved touch with Dhira, although not accidentally.
Hearing the threat, made the two people shudder in horror.
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Abhimanyu Apartment
Devan nodded respectfully after he finished his task smoothly.
"Good Sir"
After the door of the apartment was closed and locked, Abhimanyu stood beside Dhira who was sleeping. Still under the influence of drugs.
"I'm sorry, baby!" Abhimanyu down the beautiful face of Dhira, he was forced to do this because he could no longer block the feeling of wanting to meet the woman who became Raka's mother.
Abhimanyu kissed Dhira's unconscious forehead, he rubbed Dhira's black hair lovingly. The strange murmur appeared, he smiled looking at Dhira's shady face.
He chose to leave the room, it would be very bad for the contents of his pants if he continued to be near Dhira. He let Dhira wake up by himself. And the plan, Abhimanyu will talk seriously with Dhira later.
Sir, it looks like the son of Madame Andhira is leaving with her papa.
The shophouse is empty at the moment
The two messages from Devan had made Abhimanyu a little about, which meant that he did not need to rush to get Dhira home.
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Dhira blinked his eyes, a bit dizzy and heavy became the feeling in his head at this moment. He circulated his gaze into the spacious room, he tried to string his memories together.
He remembered that someone had patrolled his frame, and then someone approached him, and he remembered nothing.
"Where am I?" fearing that Dhira was shuffling from the wide mattress, he ran to open the ivory-white painted door, and when the door opened.
"Mass?" they almost just close to colliding.
"You awake?" Abhimanyu smiled, but not with Dhira. What does all this mean. Did Abhimanyu kidnap her.
"Why am I here? Dhira stared intently at the man who was wearing the plain black shirt, and somehow the black shirt could always make a handsome man fold.
"Dhira be calm!" Abhimanyu held both shoulders of the woman.
"Mas don't mess around, why am I here?" Dhira disliked Abhimanyu's way, he became rather afraid, he threw out Abhimanyu's hand which held him.
"You don't be afraid!"
"I just want to talk!"
Plaaaques
Dhira slapped Abhimanyu's cheek, Dhira even quivered after doing so. The man in front of him was still silent, trying to calm down.
Dhira really did not understand what the man in front of him wanted, why reckless.
"Why are you so hard to tell!"
"Don't call me!, don't see me again!"
"I can't hear their insults!!!"
Dhira was hysterical, Abhimanyu was panicking at the moment. I don't mind the pain on his face.
"Dhira!! Dhira!!"
"I want to go home, let me go home!!" Dhira tried to break through, the woman tried to rebel.
"Dhira!!" Abhimanyu hugged Dhira's crying body, "you calm down, I want to talk to you!"
"Let me have a chance, and then you decide!" abhimanyu's words succeeded in making Dhira stop revolting.
Abhimanyu took off his embrace, after Dhira was felt to have calmed down, and then he looked at Dhira whose tears had flowed into the river.
" My message is none of what you read!" Abhimanyu lowered his voice.
"I know you have the same taste as me!"
"Please help me, we fight together!"
Dhira was still crying, he did not dare to look at Abhimanyu's face. He felt himself unworthy. Moreover, Gwen's true insults, even more dwarfing.
"Gear my eyes!" pinta Abhimanyu's.
Dhira.
"Geek me Dhira!"
"I know we both have more feelings, help me make it all fight!"
Dhira looked up, with tears in his eyes he looked at Abhimanyu.
"I'm scared!" Dhira ventured to look at Abhimanyu's face. And all that Abhimanyu said was true.
It is hypocritical that he does not admit that he has the same feelings as the gentle man in front of him, the man who makes himself valuable, the man who makes himself feel loved, the man who gives her the meaning is needed as a woman.
" Believe me by not running Dhir, I need you!" their eyes meet each other, Abhimanyu has run out of words to just convince Dhira that to be equally happy, they must work together.
"I love you!" lirih Abhimanyu which even makes Dhira sobbing.
Abhimanyu wiped Dhira's tears with both of his thumbs, cupping the sad face with his burly hands. Abhimanyu approached the beautiful face, he kissed Dhira full of tenderness. A kiss of longing that has been held back.
Dhira was also unable to dismiss the same feeling, I don't know the complicated way of life why present accompany him.
Abhimanyu clenched Dhira's lips with a deep feeling, he pressed down on the woman's nape. Feeling no rejection from Dhira he did the kiss for a long time. And as Dhira's breath began to sting, she took off the kiss.
"We'll talk after this!" Abhimanyu looked at Dhira's face that was already red with embarrassment.
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