Will Not Be Substituted

Will Not Be Substituted
Chapter 71: Explaining



“Why?” caca asked someone across the phone.


“Ca, there is a search for you,” replied the cafe employee.


“Who? Tell me to my room!” decah Caca. He switched off the phone, then resumed his report.


A few minutes later the door to Caca's room was knocked. He also told me to go in. His ears caught the sound of the door opening. However, because it is not finished with his work Caca chose to ignore for a moment.


Up to one call from someone who is now in the same room with him makes Caca frozen.


“Bu!”


Caca was flinching in his place. The voice and the call made him unable to move anymore. His heartbeat was pounding fast, as if it wanted to get out of place.


Still firmly attached to Caca's memory who called him that name. Only one person called Caca that name. Just one and that ...


“Dean?” mumbling Caca.


Caca did not dare look back. He was afraid, very afraid if someone was really Dean his lover. Errata her ex-lover. Caca seemed unable to meet the young man. Caca's heart was still not fully healed to face him directly.


However, he was also curious about the state of the young man. Yesterday someone sent him a picture of Dean being held captive, but he's here. Like the impossible. Is it possible for Caca to hallucinate?. To find the answer Caca also ventured to turn his head.


The girl was silent for a few seconds as she stared directly at someone she was actually still waiting for her presence to date. Netra Caca glazed. Anger, longing, and pain were now mixed into one when their eyes met. Caca hope all this is just a dream. He was not ready to meet the young man.


“Bu, it's me,” said the man. It was as if Caca realized that this was real.


Caca could not help looking into the young man's shady eyes. He also looked away. “For what are you here?” cynical Caca. Her tears were already about to drip, but Caca held her back with all her might.


“Bu, I'll explain–”


“What do you want to explain again, De?” hatch Caca.


“Month, please. Just listen to me this once!” pinta Dean, cuckold.


Caca nodded. The tears that he had sustained now also shed. However, Caca did not want to look weak in front of Dean. He wiped his tears, then stood up. With the courage that he had nurtured for a few minutes, Caca looked at the former lover who was now standing right in front of him. Caca was slightly stunned to find several bruises on Dean's face. His memory was immediately drawn to the photo he received a few days ago. The remarks he was about to convey were swallowed back after seeing the condition of Dean is very.


“Bu, do you still believe me?” Dean walked over. “Bu, I never intended to betray you,” said the young man. Her net is compassionate, asking Caca to trust her.


Caca's tears couldn't be contained when he looked at the young man. But he also could not get close. It still hurts a lot to remember what happened a few months ago.


“I know you must be disappointed. I know you must be angry. But, please listen to me!” Dean looked at Caca with his shady gaze. Occasionally he grimaced with the pain that plagued his body.


“Bu, listen to me. I never intended to leave you on our wedding day.” There was no sound coming out of Caca's lips that made Dean dare to continue speaking.


“When I left for the hotel, there were several cars following me from home. At first I didn't care for them. But I have long suspected. As soon as it arrived, the car stopped my car. They told me to come out, and after I actually came out I couldn't remember anything. They drugged me and then took me to a place I didn't know. They're holding me, tying me up. Even sometimes they beat me until I passed out again if I rebelled.”


Dean held onto his head which felt pulsating. “And I can get here now because I tried to escape. I almost got caught earlier. Fortunately, God gave me a savior. Someone found me and helped me so I could get here.”


Caca was again stunned to hear Dean's confession. The girl sat helplessly in her chair.


“Bu, sorry I left you on our wedding day.” Dean knelt in front of Caca. Wanted to hold that hand, but was pushed aside by Caca.


Caca held his head with both hands. He didn't expect that to happen to Dean on their wedding day yesterday.


“Who did all that?” mummified Caca lirih. However, it could still be heard by Dean.


“I don't know. But, I often hear them mention one name.”


Caca. “Who?”