The Sheen of Love Alzarin

Chapter 45

Alza stared at the minimalist wake that would become his new residence. After careful thought, Alza chose to get out of Argan's apartment.

Without contacting Argan first, Alza asked Falia for help to find a new place to live for him. Despite his suspicions, however, Falia dared not ask further questions about the relationship of Alza and Argan.

"Let's go in! Hope you feel at home here!" Falia dragged Alza's suitcase while entering the house.

"My friend is a housing developer. So, you're lucky to get a discount."

Alza commented a thin smile. "Thank you very much, Fal. I'm troubling you."

"No, Za. Even Mama Lia still cares about you a lot."

Alza smiled wryly. If he remembered about the Pratama family, Alza felt guilty towards Lia. A woman who has been very kind to her and has considered her like her own daughter, but Alza even hurt them.

"Don't think about the past, Alza. Think about your future. If you believe in Argan, then... Fight for your love."

The phrase Falia made Alza moved and teary. Alza hugged Falia and thanked her former sister-in-law.

"Thank you very much, Falia. Thanks..."

...***...

Three days had passed since Argan left the city. Tonight Argan returns to City B and heads straight to his Alza-occupied apartment.

With a humming heart, Argan can't wait to meet her lover.

"The alza!" Argan called Alza's name but there was no word. The apartment was quiet and cold.

There was no human air in it.

"the alza! Where are you, honey?" Argan shouted Alza's name while walking around.

Argan arrives at Alza's room and feels it is so cold and empty. Argan's fear of Alza's departure finally occurred.

Since he left, their communication has been good. Argan opens the door to Alza's closet and sees the contents are empty.

"Yahoooo!" shout Argan.

He was sitting limp on the edge of the bed. He immediately dialed Alza's mobile number but was not connected.

"Aarrgghh!" Argan growled in annoyance. He then contacted Ammar and gave him orders.

"𝘏𝘢𝘭𝘰, 𝘛𝘶𝘢𝘯. 𝘈𝘥𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘶?"

"Ammar, quickly find out where the new Alza lives. He's out of my apartment!"

"𝘌𝘩?! 𝘉𝘢𝘪𝘬, 𝘛𝘶𝘢𝘯. 𝘚𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘈𝘯𝘥𝘢."

Argan still looks upset. "lz... How could you leave me like this? Is it all because of Oma?"

Argan wanted to contact the grandmother but she undone. There is no point in being angry with your grandmother. Argan also does not want the condition of Oma Ratna to worsen due to his anger.

Argan rubbed his face rough. He waited anxiously for news from Ammar. He believes Ammar's men can take care of this easily.

After a while of waiting, Ammar finally sent a message to Argan. The man opened it immediately.

"𝙄𝙣𝙞 𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙩 𝙉𝙤𝙣𝙖 𝘼𝙡𝙯𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙪. 𝙅𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝘿𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙖 𝙣𝙤𝙢𝙤𝙧 5."

Without waiting any longer, Argan immediately headed to the address given by Ammar. His heart was filled with anger and longing. Argan must meet with Alza soon.

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Longs.

A taste that is sometimes difficult to express even though it is actually easy to pronounce.

Longing, now it's in Alza's heart. Missing someone who is now filling his heart.

"I'm sorry, Bang. Maybe this is the best... Even though my heart is not okay... But..."

𝘿𝙪𝙜 𝘿𝙪𝙜 𝘿𝙪𝙜

Alza's daydream ends when someone violently bangs on her door.

"Who's coming?"

Alza walked towards the door. He thought it was the local RT chief. After moving Alza has not had time to get acquainted with the neighbors around his house.

The door of the house is open. Displays the figure of Argan who has a red face extinguished because it holds the resentment in his heart.

"Abang Argan...?"

Alza slowly backed away. He was scared when he saw Argan's face looking at him sharply.

"Remember..."

Argan stepped forward and pulled Alza's body and held her tightly.

"I missed you... Why did you leave without saying goodbye, huh?"

Alza felt so much love for her. Alza returned Argan's embrace. Alza also misses Argan.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Bang..." Alza. He remembers how he went by the weight of Argan's apartment, from Argan's life. But it turns out he can't. Alza wants Argan more than anything.

Argan unravels his embrace. He looked at the woman he so desperately yearned for.

"I want to be angry. But I can't do it."

Argan sums up Alza's face with both hands. He had tears running down Alza's cheeks.

"I'm sorry, Bang..."

"Sstt, don't talk too much. From now on don't ever leave me. Because I can't afford to lose you..."

Alza nodded. Argan looked at Alza's trembling lips. As soon as he misses taste so sweet from an Alza.

Argan pursed his lips with Alza's lips. Sipping her slowly and channeling her pent-up longing.

Alza won't lose either. He has set his heart on fighting for his love for Argan. Alza replies to Argan's lip, creating a strange noise between the two.

"Dude..." Alza pushed Argan's body slowly.

"Now I am sure that I will fight to keep my love. I love you, Bang..."

Shamelessly, Alza started kissing Argan's lips first.

𝘔𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘪 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘪, 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘬𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘫𝘪𝘬𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘬𝘶, 𝘉𝘢𝘯𝘨... 𝘋𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘮𝘶...

...***...

Mother's Orphanage, City A.

An old man was standing in front of the gate of the main entrance of the Kasih Bunda orphanage. The man stared softly into the parlor.

By holding onto her chest that hurt. He held the high gate and leaned his old body.

"I'm sorry, miss.." - softly with closed eyes.

Astuti's mother, who saw that there was someone in front of the gate, immediately approached the old man.

"Can I help you, sir?"

It just so happened that Astuti had just returned home after leaving for some business.

The old man nodded. Then he looked at Astuti.

"Mrs, are you the caretaker of this home?" asked the old man with a sigh.

"Yes, right. I am the caretaker of the home. What's up, huh?"

"I'm curious about the baby that was put here, twenty-five years ago."

"Eh? What father do you mean? There are so many babies left here, sir."

The old man seemed to think for a moment. "Name Alzarin. Does the Madam know him?"

"Alzarin?" Astuti's mother shut her mouth in disbelief. "Whose father? Why ask about Alzarin?"

"Tell me!" The man forced.

"Alzarin was adopted by a family 15 years ago. Now tell me who you are? What's the matter with Alza?"

The old man did not answer. He even approached the taxi that had been driven by Astuti's mother. The old man entered the taxi and immediately asked the driver to gasp to leave the orphanage.

Without being able to prevent it, Astuti's mother was silent. "Who is he? Why look for Alzarin?"

Astuti's mother shook her head slowly. "God! Does he know about Alzarin's past? I have to tell Alza about this..."