WHEN CASANOVA FELL IN LOVE

Chapter 6

The night kept going up. Human beings who are in a dilemma in a relationship feel themselves on the verge of collapse. Those beautiful eyes kept staring at the ceiling of her room, always reflecting on Mora's sad and happy face.

"I promised myself I'd make you happy Mora!" Sluggishly. Hearts and minds cannot fall asleep, always imagined weak man who hopes protection but he can only hurt and wolf.

Rise from his sleep to the kitchen, looking for a throat freshener. The weather was very hot, but in the room there was AC.

Groping the switch and turning it on, his eyes fell on the figure of the woman he missed despite having just met. Mora sat in Lesehan, playing the necklace he had once forcibly snatched away when his chastity was forcibly snatched away, Juna's eyes heated up, there was a deep sense of tightness. Now she realizes that Mora holds a grudge against her, she hopes that God will not give Mora a clue as to who the man who raped her is.

"What meda?" Juna opened his voice, breaking the silence.

"Ah, no! I was just worried" he replied, his hand immediately holding the thing he was holding, hiding it in his pajama pocket.

"Sleep! It's late. Pity the fetus that you carry, still in the womb has been invited to stay up late," he explained. Wishing that the beautiful woman would hear what she was saying just now.

"God is never fair. I hope God will take my life soon," he said, playing on his index finger, a sense of grief engulfing the soul.

The grudge in his heart has not been eroded at all, he really hopes God will soon give the appropriate punishment to the man who has ravaged his life, making it nothing more than wasted waste.

"What makes you feel like God is fair?" Juna approached at the lesehan that Mora was sitting on.

"Either, if destiny had to be like this. I can do what!" He breathed heavily.

"I'm going to marry you, so get your mentality ready. In the near future, maybe tomorrow I'll tell mama I want to marry you," he explained. The look of astonished face was clearly visible from Mora's face.

"No need! It's not you who impregnated me sir." Regret was clearly drawn on his face.

Wasn't he?

Don't say no, Juna's heart was filled with recognition from the beautiful woman's lips. If he is born perfect then it is worthy to be called an angel who exists in the world. Maybe at this time he is not an angel of the world, will be an angel of heaven for the complement.

"After I marry you all will be well, your good name will be awake." His hand reflexively rubbed Mora's beautiful hair.

"What about your good name, as well as your family's good name sir?" The girl's eyes glazed over, doubts were clearly drawn there, the guilt on Juna's parents would deepen. If this time just hitchhiking, it might be a slander for the Juna family, and Mora doesn't want that to happen.

" I'm nothin. Let me take my path, I'll find my happiness later with my baby" she explained. The salt water he held in the eye pelupuk vying flooded Mora's smooth cheeks.

"A ... I'm." His words were stifled considering that Mora hated him so much the man who did such a heinous deed to him.

"You why?" Mora asked in astonishment at Juna's stuttering words.

"I'm nothin. It's just a statement I just made seriously. I want to marry you. No rejection, or...." Juna paused his words, he was currently very anxious to threaten the truth, but he felt sorry for the baby in Mora's birth if the woman was depressed it would have an impact on her fetus.

Juna recently often opened a community of pregnant women, as well as a community of studies. Drastically changed from before.

"I'm going to get out of here. Maybe we'll never see each other again" he said seriously. From the bottom of his heart, he thought ahead. It felt like the man could not see Mora endure his own hardship, the suffering was so heavy because of it.

"Explain to your mama first." The words finally came out of her mouth.

"alright. Calm down Mora, I'll think of him as my son. I'll take full responsibility" she said, hoping Mora doesn't change her mind after learning of her mother's reaction.

My kid? In order to cover himself for his depraved behavior he was forced to say he would admit it was his son, who was actually his biological son. Although in Islam the child is the right of his mother completely and the responsibility falls on his mother. But Juna as a man who has little knowledge of religion will try to survive and take responsibility for his actions.

The athletic man's hand rubbed Mora's hair slowly, warm feeling spread throughout her body. His love for Mora begins to grow. As the saying goes 'Unknown then not dear, not dear then not love, ' the saying is proven already. While the girl was only silent when treated as such, at least her hump was slightly reduced with the responsibility of Juna she felt her son had a father figure, although other turmoil lodged in her mind.

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While Rosan and his lover were arguing, turning on each other even Monic hit Rosan many times in public, but the man's reaction was flat, there was no response.

"I saw you walk with another woman, Rosan. You embrace it," explained Monic fiery. Monic held onto her chest that felt tight.

"He's just a friend, Monic. Believe me!" Trying to touch the cheek of the lover, want to wipe it, relieve his anger but immediately dismissed by the owner of the body.

"I'm not a stupid woman, Rosan. You guys have a relationship, I'm sure of it!"

While Rosan was no longer able to defend his so cornered self. It is true that a few days ago before Monic came home from abroad, Rosan had a walk in the Mall and shopping also treat the woman to eat. But not as Monic alleged, Rosan is not as depraved as Juna who easily changes partners on every date and even fucks her. The woman Rosan brought was his best friend when he was a child who had not met for a long time, they look familiar because of Rosan's warm attitude as well as the attitude of his best friend who was so warm, so, feels like a pair of lovers if walking together also occasionally mocked each other.

The park bears witness to Monic's anger at the lover. The Turkish-faced man looked at Monic doubtfully, eager to maintain a relationship that had been fostered for years, but Monic's behavior was also very rude if he was in a state of anger, his potent nature was instantly lost.

"So how's our relationship now?" Finally the words that Rosan did not want to say escaped just like that.

"I want to end it all with you. We go our own way, let me heal my wounds" he explained, sobbing.

"But remember! Heal your wounds by investigating who the woman is directly, do not get used to receiving slander and swallow it just like that, it's true my fault I had an affair with him you will find out later," said Rosan. The eyes of the Turkish-faced man were reddened, with all his might holding the bulir mening so as not to shed. Given so many things he went through with the girl of Dutch descent.

"No need to patronize. I know what I have to do, '" the hardship. His eyes were still reddened, holding his fists so as not to be heard.

"And when you find out, maybe I belong to someone else. I'll take the woman you've prepared. It's free if I keep you all this time."

Hearing that Monic stomped his feet and passed from before Rosan who was just sitting down.

His love with Monic has been so beautiful, the woman of Dutch descent was so attentive and spoiled to him, even willing to wait for Rosan in the hospital without leaving him for a moment.

Rosan rose from his seat, leaving the city park a silent witness to the destruction of the beautiful hubunga he had long built. With gontai he stepped towards the car and immediately drove his vehicle with a broken heart.

Seriate....