The Thornless Rose

Chapter 15's

The sound of moans and moans echoed in the ten-story apartment room. Two young people who are no longer satisfying each other, the initial mistake of betraying their love, continues, has fallen too far. He could not stop what he had started, because there was flesh blood that binds the two. His apartment room, purchased on behalf of his partner, bears silent witness to each time he vents his anger, seeking revenge for the endless heartache.

Stopping the activity, they both smiled. They have to go back to the life they lived full of falsehoods. The woman re-wears the accessories attached to her, polishing the face and lips are messy due to the hot activities they do.

There is no payment for a sheet or two of money, because they do it out of love. Hot kiss back they do as farewell.

Hearts and bodies that do not want to be separated, but all they have to do, to cover up illegal and forbidden relationships.

Dropped in her black car, the woman who still looks beautiful and young from that age, broke through the roadway that crawled midnight.

"You just got home tonight?." The heavy voice of the man who was no longer young, caught him who had reduced the way so as not to disturb the residents of the house who had fallen asleep in a dream.

"Much business to do." The answer was relaxed, ignoring the husband who was waiting for his return. He continued to set foot, heading to his room to rest his tired body.

"I let you do as you please, but now, you've crossed the line."

He stopped the steps of the stairs "It's late, I don't want to argue, I'm tired" he said without looking.

Prangs...

An innocent flower vase becomes an outlet for her anger. Annoyed by being ignored. Papa Marcel held onto his chest, trying to ease the pain.

"I've followed all your wills, but you're instead." the man ruffled his hair in frustration.

The rose that had not fallen asleep heard the broken thing, "What is it?" He shouts to himself. He tried to hear again, but there was no sound. Shaken his head, maybe he misheard. He continued to check the data sent by Chio through his thin, clever object, which he hid so that it was not known or intercepted by Vivi's mother. Rose smiled happily, satisfied with Chio's hard work.

In view of the time, it has shown at 12 midnight, he stretched his stiff muscles due to sitting too long.

Since he began to greet his father, Rose felt more excited about his days. Plus, his dream of owning his own business went smoothly, with no one preventing it.

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The day still looks dark, Roses have been struggling to cook food back to deliver to Rasya. Their wedding day was five days away, he did not care about Rasya who was still indifferent to him.

He tried to make peace, forgetting what happened yesterday. He was sure, Rasya just misunderstood.

"Rose, are you awake, son?." Papa Marcel's voice shocked the Roses.

"Papa. sorry Rose disturbs your sleep"

"No, papa used to wake up at this hour." He lied, even though he slept last night on the sofa in the middle room.

He saw the Rose who was making breakfast in the form of toast which he smeared with butter and peanut butter. They stand side by side in the pantry.

"It's still dark, papa's son is busy in the kitchen" he rubbed the Rose's head. Well he tried to be close to his son, even though he felt late.

The rose was so moved to hear Papa's call for her. He was never angry at his father's attitude. For Vivi's mother, she must be more patient, Rose is sure there will be a time, she will open her heart to her.

"Why would you like to try the Rose-made breakfast?"

"You didn't bother?"

"For papa gladly, the rose will make it." The smile of the rose never recedes, it really waits for a moment like this.

"When did you learn to cook, baby? Papa never saw you in the kitchen?" Papa Marcel picked up the Rose-made bread that had been served on the plate.

"Don't wash your hands yet." He took the bread that was ready to go into Papa's mouth.

"Wahhh, you're also chatty." Papa pokes a slai, then attaches it to the Rose cheek.

"Ih.. papa rese.." The rose wiped away the stain of the slai using the back of his hand, with the face he made as though sulking.

The rose caught the sound of a sobbing, he turned around, he saw Papa Marcel's trembling back. Quickly the Rose put the bread she was holding, approaching the Papa who was behind her.

"Pa... What's the matter, Pa?." The rose was very panicked, Papa who suddenly cried.

Papa did not say, the sound of the sobbing became more and more.

"Pa .. excuse the Rose, the Rose does not mean to forbid Papa... " Roses flank his lips, feeling guilty for his actions that offended Papa Marcel. He really meant nothing.

Papa Marcel shook his head, he grew sobbing, speechless, The rose was so innocent, the Rose was so clever, the Rose was neglected.

"Mr ..."

"You're not wrong, I'm sorry Papa." Cut Papa, Papa finally apologized as well. "It should have happened a long time ago, Papa being the first man to taste your cooking, being the man who takes care of you, being the first love for you, forgive Papa, making things uncomfortable, we who have never been considerate, Papa hopes this is not too late, even though we stay a little longer to be together."

"Papa knows, Papa remains the first love for the Rose, no one has ever been able to make the Rose fall in love, except Papa, thank you Pa... ". The rose hugged her father.

Thank God, you gave me a chance, gave me a daughter who was so godly.

Papa unravels their embrace "Did Rasya not make you fall in love yet?."

The rose blushed in embarrassment at Papa's question "Ish.. Papa what's the matter?." The rose reassembled his bread, put it in a box for him to send to Rasya's house.

Papa chuckled at the expression of the Rose.

"If Rasya hurts you one day, go back to Papa, don't go to anyone else, Papa never knows your relationship, but if you are forced to accept this match, say, papa will cancel it." papa's advice was successful in making the Rose feel loved. He could not express how happy he was. Wanting him to ask Papa to cancel this match, so that he could be together with his Papa longer, improve the time lost, but he did not want Papa to take the risk, for the losses they experienced, for the loss they suffered, if he did that.

"Eh... Where's the bread for papa, why isn't Papa left?."

The rose laughed, he forgot to leave for Papa. Finally, he made a special breakfast for his father. And for the first time, Papa ate the food that the Roses made, Papa who ended up having breakfast by himself,

Marvin's not up yet, Vivi's mama, it's impossible to eat breakfast from the Rose. Cuisine that has been served by the helpers was not touched, because the mother chose to go directly to the office, because she was still upset.

In the morning the Rose was at Rasya's house, he immediately left, because he wanted to see the Princess before the Princess went to work, because he did not know the Princess' schedule.

Rasya, who was neat, came down with his briefcase, and the suit he put in his hand.

"Ma, Pa." said to Mama and Papa who were waiting at the dinner table. Rasya's eyes wailed, looking for the figure he heard there was a voice.

"Morning ..." The answer is both in unison.

Mama Rika catches Rasya like looking for the whereabouts of someone smiling.

"You looking for a rose?."

"Huh ...?." Rasya's face panicked, caught red-handed looking for the whereabouts of the Roses. But he dispelled by directly eating the bread that had been presented in front of him.

"He's home." Said Mama as if answering the one in Rasya's mind, "Just deliver breakfast for you."

Rasya choked on hearing it, he was afraid that if the Rose put another pellet on his food.

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Sorry if this chapter is less ngefeel. but still do not forget the lopeya love yes ...