Your love becomes my Canduku

Chapter 49

London's sky is so clear today. Encouraging the spirit of the residents of the mainland city to continue to undergo all activities that are certainly very diverse. In a building, precisely in the highest throne room, Sean was having a conversation through a telephone line.

"How's Mama doing, Cake? Has he taken any medication?"

"You take it easy, he's well taken care of here?"

"Is that man with her now?"

For a moment there was no word from behind the phone as if Henry was hesitant just to say yes.

"Well..! Don't let him linger near Mama Kek" asked Sean who already knew very well that Erick often visited Sarah after the accident.

"My granddaughter, can you just open up a little bit of your heart to give your father a chance to right his wrongs? I see Sarah starting to look calm now if she's with him, like never before" Henry persuaded full of hope.

"Don't make me cake, I'm still very disappointed with him" he said.

"Alright, then bring Allesya back to guard her."

DEG!

"Here is the cake, don't talk about the girl. I'm going back to work now" Sean shut down the phone.

It felt like he really didn't want to discuss anything about Allesya at the moment. Although, the shadow of the girl often troubled his mind. Especially after he colonized his body wild in the night, making his lower organs often turn on without cause.

He massaged his two temples that suddenly dizzy while sighing heavily.

"Whether or not he's here, he's still a bully, ruining my composure" he grumbled.

Take a firm sitting position. Restore 10 fingers on the computer keyboard. Continue the work that was delayed.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Come in" he said without taking his eyes off the folding computer in front of him until finally two humans popping from behind the door managed to attract his attention.

Still in the throne seat, he threw a face to wonder to Jeffrey who does not usually come to his office with Jenny.

"I'm sorry if my arrival takes up your work time" said Jenny who was still standing not far from Sean's desk.

While Jeffrey has taken the position of sitting most comfortable on the sofa room. Letting Jenny finish her business. Prepare your ears and eyes to be a good listener and audience.

"What do you need to come to my office? And you Jenn sit down first, it seems like there's something you want to say" Sean closed his computer screen, paying full attention to Jenny staring at him.

Sean realized something. She no longer felt a different vibe in her chest when she sat down with Jenny. The love that he had been storing deeply as if he no longer reigned in his heart. "Allesya..," without her wanting her inner whispered, calling the owner a name that had just crossed her mind.

"Actually Allesya has forbidden me to tell you all about Sean. But I can't stand it anymore," just two sentences long said, the two netra almonds Jenny has warmed up.

Jeffrey seemed to let out a long sigh when he heard the voice of his beloved wife began to tremble as if hinting something stuck in the chest at any time would overflow. There was no crying scene this time. Because she really doesn't like to see her heart cry.

While Sean again threw a questionable look at Jenny, followed by the appearance of a frown line between the base of his thick eyebrows. "Speak directly to the point Jenny, I'm not trying to guess."

"Why did you do that to Sean? All this time he has suffered greatly. You should know that," Jenny began to say something she should have done yesterday.

The look on his face was instantly evaporated, as if Jenny's words had just been made into an answer. The body wrapped in a work coat was thrown on the back of his great chair. Follow up a ridge on one corner of the lips while clucking. "Add one more person who defended him as if he was the real victim" he said.

Jenny was stunned to find a non-wearing response from Sean. It was as if there was not a single shred of guilt in his heart. "Yes, he's Sean's real victim, he's the one who suffers the most, he's the one who's hurt the most!" some are full of emphasis.

"I just want to straighten it out because your actions have been so severe Sean. So that you immediately regret your actions and fix everything."

"There's nothing I have to regret so there's nothing to fix" he said.

Jenny smiled smirkily. He was sure, Sean would curse himself if he knew the truth. "Are you still not going to regret it if you find out the truth that Allesya is not the son of Inggrid but the child of the abductee who is always tortured? Would you still not regret it if I told you that Allesya was your little friend named Esya?"

THE DUAR....!

And true. The handsome face that was originally drenched in arrogance instantly turned deathly. As if he was hit by thousands of meteor rocks, Sean's head immediately felt heavy. Jenny's words just succeeded in making the bones of the body limp helpless. His chest rumbled as if a tsunami wave roll struck the soul and pulled him into a giant sea whirlpool, submerging him to the bottom of the darkest trough.

There is no proper set of letters to describe a feeling that is pressing all over his body except the word regret.

His tongue was silent because it was gritting. His blood pumping organs froze. His body immediately nailed. Jenny continued to shower him with all the truth about Allesya. Makes it less tangled. Killing all the egos that have plunged her into misunderstandings that ruin a sweet relationship. Throwing out the thought that I wasn't wrong all this time.

Squeezing cloth on the chest. "Is this as painful as Allesya felt at that time?" inner screaming.

"Why are you just quiet?! Where was your arrogance a few seconds ago? Huh uh?" cerca Jenny's. Sean was once again unable to defend himself.

"I'll meet him," the body that had been taken away from the contest did not stop him immediately because Jenny threw a piece of paper containing handwriting.

"You're too late Sean."

Get some paper on his desk. Take a look at the black inked sheet. Sweeping one by one the neatly lined letters form several paragraphs of sentences.

To : Brother Jenny

Sis, I'm sorry if Allesya left without saying goodbye to you first. Because I wouldn't be able to see you cry, there I didn't go because I felt heavy. Hehe... Brother, maybe after you read this letter I've gone far away from London. A city that holds a thousand wounds in my heart. The city that told me what the bitter taste of life was. The city that taught me that not all love struggles have to end in a sweet story like in the world of lovemaking.

I'm willing to be the dumbest man in the world so there's a place for me in his heart. But there are times when I fall to the point of exhaustion to pursue a love that in fact I cannot reach.

My love has turned into a feeling called hate. Rather than this feeling of snarling and breaking my heart, I better stay away. Seek another happiness by forgetting the one who has destroyed me by opening a new leaf.

Trust me, I will never forget you, sister Jenny. I consider you my own brother. I don't know when, if God still gives me a chance I'll see you back.

Once again Allesya apologized for not being able to tell me where I was going.

From : Allesya.

It seemed like the therapeutic shock he had just received had drained his energy so that there was no left to make the paper he had originally held loose.

Still with a disappointed look, Jenny moved from her seat. "You'd better rethink all your sinful deeds Sean" he said before deciding to leave the room with a little relief. Leaving Sean who began to be overwhelmed with guilt.

Jeffrey, who had earlier placed himself as a good listener and audience, also moved from his seat. "Originally you know Sean, Allesya at that time must have been in a lot of pain inside out. Your heart hurts and your body tortures. She's a nice, innocent girl but you treat her like a lady jal*ng. Even the jal*ng women out there can get much better treatment than Allesya. I hope, just once you act like a perverted bastard," said Jeffrey who finally chose to follow his beloved wife.

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