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37. I Love Him

"By blocking my number, it means he's calling me to war. Tell him. Ki-ta pe-rang." added Erika.

Erika accidentally spelled out the last two words slowly, while leaving Hans' room.

Hans looked at Erika's shadow disappearing from behind the door with a frustrated look.

His patient and loving wife was harboring lightning in his heart. The choice is to let the lightning strike it, or to solve everything well - well before everything gets run over.

Hans knew and was aware of how his behavior was so unsettling. Only, he had not been able to stop it.

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The POV Hans

Living as an orphan is not easy. I did get a student duty, but there are some expenses I still have to meet. Amidst the difficulty of meeting my needs, I met Johan who introduced me to his Papa.

Since then, I have never had trouble eating or paying extra fees for my studies. Enough to work really - really in the place of Om Harris, all the needs have been met. His treatment of me was no different than his treatment of Johan.

One day, Johan tells Om Harris about his desire to import some kind of goods. Johan wants his conventional papa business to lose competitiveness with more innovative young entrepreneurs. I never thought, Om Harris even told me to manage the business with Johan.

The next surprise was that Om Harris entrusted his beloved daughter to me in the last moments of his life. It felt like my dreams were fulfilled one by one.

*I am happy, but also sad. Sad because of the man I thought Dad was gone for good. From him I learned many things. He taught me to trade, advised me and gave me a lot of value - the value of life.

What I admire most is that he is so loyal to his wife. Although his wife had long since passed away, he had chosen not to remarry. The reason for wanting to focus on raising Johan and Erika*.

*But I can't deny, be quiet - I'm happy because I got the blessing so easily. I didn't expect anything from Erika. Looking at it and liking it from a distance is enough. I'm not sure I can make her happy, if she lives with me.

I even promised myself I'd look after Erika for the rest of my life. No need to be his partner. I would only be considered his best brother, friend or brother. As long as she is happy, she can live with anyone*.

God sided with me, Papa Erika easily gave her son to me who had nothing. You can graduate from college and immediately work, because of the help of him.

At the last moment, Om Harris, I wholeheartedly promised him to stand by and take care of his beloved daughter. Not just because I want to give back, but because I love her.

Being with Erika was the right decision, and I never regretted it. During the pioneering effort with Johan, I dedicated all my time, energy and mind to the company. Not only work days, even weekends and holidays sometimes we have to work. Starting from unloading cargo, sending goods, to leaving the city and outside the island, we all work alone.

Fortunately, Erika was very smart and diligent. While we have not been able to pay the employees, he is willing to help whatever he can do. Be it telemarketing, bookkeeping, stock, or whatever Johan asks for.

Even though two children were present at the time, and his attention began to be divided between our children and our efforts. Justjust wonderful. He can still take care of everything well, homework and some office affairs can still be done.

Not quite there, silent - silent he set aside the money I gave to buy some goods wholesale and sell them again online.

"Money from you is more than enough, brother. It's just that I don't like watching you work too hard for us, while I relax at home. Seeing you come home exhausted, made me not have the heart to waste your money" he said as I reprimanded him, for seeking additional income.

"*When the kids go to school, I'll take care of the online shop. I promise you, children and you will be the first. Don't worry, I'll rest when I'm tired. After all, now the office business has been handled by many employees. There's nothing else I'm doing." he added, while swaying spoiled to me.

If so, I will not be able to refuse his request. Her smile is my happiness, and her cherry is my spirit*.

What worries me is that she does all the work herself at home.

"I'm enjoying all this. Especially when we share homework, and you help me. It was a time when I felt you loved me." she replied the first time, I offered an ART to help her.

So sweet! His behavior and words made me melt.

Therefore, as much as I can help him when I am at home. When Johan expanded the company, inevitably my work increased. My time to help her is decreasing. But he never complained or protested.

Kiss warmly and hug tightly, welcoming my tired in the afternoon or evening after work. Like, we haven't seen each other in a long time. His treatment always made me feel needed. He was the reason that made me want to go home soon.

While eating dinner, his ears are ready to hear all my fatigue in the office. He can't always answer my problems. But it was not the solution I needed, but his smile. I am indeed strange, only with a smile I feel relieved and sure that tomorrow all the problems will be resolved.

Especially if he's brought me a warm chocolate mug or a cup of herbal tea, when I'm staying up. Then he'll sit down next to me for a while, before heading back to the room. All the burdens disappeared. Simple but his attention means a lot. I feel home's.

As soon as our efforts went well, the first thing I wanted to do was please her.

"What gift did you ask for for your birthday this time?" my many.

"Sister Hans" he said quickly as he gave a smile.

"Huh?" I can't hide my astonishment. He laughed at the look on my face which he said was funny.

*I think he'll ask me for a bag, clothes, jewelry or other gift that women like. Right now, money is no problem for me. Ask for anything, I'll give it.

But, what did he say*?

"Yes. I want you, Brother. I want Hans Sanjaya for my birthday present this year, next year and next year." His eyes sparkle, his smile expands. My heart is full.

He didn't ask for anything. It's just me he wants. I, Hans Sanjaya.

Then his hand pulled my head closer, then gently kissed it. My forehead, my left cheek and my right cheek. Lastly she hugged me tightly, as her palm gently patted my shoulder. I feel his incredible love for me.

He was my brother, my friend, my friend, my partner, my mother's successor, and my wife. The house where I went home and let go of all my tiredness. Half my soul.

Grew up together from a young man and a young woman, until now a mature woman and man. How could I not love him? Am I capable of living without him? What if I'm without him?

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