(Love Hurts!) Trapped By Mr. Mobster
Be separated?

To her morning.

Sunlight began to come, a warm light with its glare and a wind that was still blowing coolly in a hilly place and filled with green grass.

The fingers of the girl moved, she woke up by opening her eyes slowly which was still so sleepy.

The thick blanket that collapsed was because he who moved during his sleep still covered half his body.

Sick, why all the pain?

The girl opened her eyes, wearing nothing on her body and she was still unaware of it.

Throat that feels thirsty, the body that feels sore and sore and of course there are still some more parts that have not felt the effects.

Louise woke up lazily, but she had to keep her back straight because she wanted to sip mineral water for now.

His blurry eyes were now clear, there was no one in his room and he was alone.

"Where's zayn?" his murmurs were shrill who wanted to get up.

Auchs!

The girl grimaced, the core felt pain that made her jerk and now she was surprised when she realized that she was not wearing anything.

"Wait!"

"When me?"

Louise frowned, she pulled her blanket and tried to remember the night before her.

His eyes closed with a pulse on his head, a flash of something hot last night came a piece.

"Well..."

He took a heavy breath while combing his hair falling with his fingers.

Not protesting or angry, not his not wanted but as in his memory he also wanted his last night.

Don't know if it's purely her desire or there's a booster given to her.

And again he does it with someone who is tied to his self.

His own fiancee! A man who in a few days will be his husband.

Clamps

The sound of the door opening, the green eyes immediately turned their heads and looked towards the man standing in the doorway.

"You awake?"

Zayn approached the girl who was still sitting on her bed.

His eyes looked towards the former possession he made last night and even closed the former kiss of the girl's first love.

"Hm, where are you from?" louise asked while looking at the face of her fiance who, although smiling, was not as bright as usual.

"Can you walk?" Zayn answered nothing and asked a new question.

"Yes, I'm fine." Louise replied to her future husband.

The man let out his breath softly, he slightly lowered his head and carried the girl to the bathroom.

"I'll take a bath and wash your hair" said the girl who knew her hair must be sticky when she was hit by a spill of hot vanilla that also gushed into the face.

Louise did not say anything, she neither refused nor denied.

Quite a long silence, there was only the sound of water and soap foam.

There was no talk at all, both of them were silent but the man's hands remained gently massaging the head of the girl who was inside the bath up while washing her hair.

"Close your eyes" said he who wanted to rinse the foam in the girl's hair.

Louise closed her mouth, and the man did everything he could do on his own.

....

Breakfast was available, the girl sat down with a warm meal as well as chocolate milk in the morning.

"Zay? Like her I have to go to the pharmacy," said her shriek who wants to buy contraceptive drugs." said her who needs it.

"For what?" the man stopped his spoon, he stared straight at his fiancee.

"It's my fertile days, me..."

"You know, right? I am still not ready if.." said nua lirih with a sentence that is not finished.

The man was silent for a moment, in the past he did not use the girl to have to carry his baby.

Because he knows best what the trauma of the girl was when she woke up from her coma for three years, and he still thinks of it as the reason when the girl said she was not ready to be a mother or pregnant again at this time.

But now?

He is difficult to believe it, either because he is not ready or because he does not remember the child of his?

"You don't want to get pregnant with me?" ask her to her fiance.

Louise flinched at her hearing, she did not mean it that way because there was no way she said she did not want to get pregnant with the man who would be her husband.

But the problem is he is not ready at all to return to pregnancy and have another child first.

"No! That's not it!" his words immediately shook his head at the question he had just heard.

Zayn was silent for a moment, he glanced at the chocolate milk he gave.

"Take your food and chocolate milk, will you try the morning walk? There's a small stream here" he said, taking the girl on a trip without saying anything more.

Louise was silent, she no longer discussed pharmacies or drugs to prevent pregnancy because she knew the discussion began to turn sensitive.

"Later afternoon? I want to rest first" he said to his fiancee.

Zayn smiled faintly as he nodded at the request of the girl he loved so much.

......................

Dachinko Mansion

The man smiled faintly at the sharp glances of his daughter that had instead turned adorable.

"Oh Daddy! Kan Bian lost his doll Lauw! How about Miaw's love?" his words were irritated which stared at the father.

"Yes, Daddy was wrong." said his words that immediately easily confessed without dwelling on his beautiful beloved daughter.

"Ga wants to ah! Bian wants it!" he said he didn't want to see his father.

The man approached, he held his daughter and showered the round cheeks with a kiss.

"Daddy ain't in sorry? Hm?" ask her again while looking with an anxious look at her daughter.

Bianca did not answer, she just put her lips together like she was angry.

"If Bian gets angry with Daddy, it means Daddy's gone? Bian playing with the nanny?" ask James again to lure his daughter.

Bianca Langusung turned her head and hugged the shoulder of the father who was holding her.

"Don't be a pelgi.." said his lyrih who wanted to play more with the father.

James smiled faintly, he rubbed the tiny back gently.

"Daddy?" call Bianca while hugging her father.

"Yes?" James was still standing and walking around his daughter's room because he was still holding the toddler.

"So Bian dengel said that Mommy married again belalti Mommy will not be Mommy Bian again?" ask her lirih.

The talk of the bucket-mouth waiter talking about his master and saying poor to a three-year-old who doesn't know anything about it.

James let go of his daughter's petite embrace but still carried her.

"Where did you hear it from?" asked the man who looked so surprised and certainly wanted to punish that careless mouth of speech.

"Mommy why don't you want to be Mommy Bian again Dad? Kalna Bian is naughty? Mommy says Bian is naughty," she asked with a face and a plain look because indeed his nature has not been formed at all and only know to play.

"Who said Bian's a bad boy? Bian is a good boy, and Mommy will still be Mommy Bian." he said as he unfolded his little princess' bangs.

The three-year-old baby said nothing, no matter what his little head thought.

"Telus why doesn't Mommy live here?" ask the father.

"Mommy would have married Uncle Zayn Bian already, right?" ask her to her little daughter, although she does not like to mention the name of the man but at the end of his life she must make her daughter understand when she feels the marriage will still happen.

Bianca stared with her clear brown eyes and an adorable confused looking face.

"Why isn't his marriage to Daddy?" ask him confusedly.

James who this time was silent, there is no way he told the dark history of his daughter right?

"What's Daddy's kalna?" ask Bianca again with her innocent gaze while comparing the face of the father with the prospective father.

"Indeed Daddy's the same Uncle Zayn who's better-looking?" asked James who took his breath hearing her little daughter's question.

"Who is that?" his question innocently still had not many syllables that he understood.

"If Daddy's face is the same as Uncle Zayn's, which Bian prefers?" ask her to her little daughter without explaining who 'Landsome' was.

Bianca looks to compare and try to think and of course the answer is a face that is also handsome and moreover not every day he met.

"Uncle Zayn," answered innocently because the appearance of the level of good looks and beauty of a person is different in the eyes of the beholder.

James took a breath, "You're on Daddy's side or that guy?" ask her lirih.

"Who's Dad?" ask Bianca who doesn't understand either.

"Daddy is more dear than Uncle Zayn?" ask her again.

"Daddy! The most dear Bian is Daddy's abis Daddy's hamu Mommy!" his words that put the father in the top position of his affection.

James smiled again, he again kissed her round cheeked daughter.

"Yes Daddy is also dear to Bian," he replied while hugging the body of his little daughter who is similar to a baby doll.

And your Mommy too

He did not say the next word and chose to play with his beautiful daughter.

......................

Murren, Switzerland.

The girl who was standing on the terrace of the villa while looking at the hills and views of the countryside like a fairyland.

Pluck up!

"Louise?"

The voice of the man who was heard calling her made her look back and the man also loosened his embrace so that the girl's body could twist.

"Yes?" Louise looked up at the man who had just called her name.

"Are you happy?" her question was smirked with the same question she had been given.

"Zay? Why?" Louise frowned feeling the man kept asking repeated questions.

"Look at me and answer, Are you happy?" ask him again.

Louise fell silent, nothing could make her unhappy but why did she still find it hard to answer.

"Yes," she answered softly with eyes that cast off in the other direction unable to look towards the man who asked her.

Zayn kept quiet, knowing the girl was lying again. Something overflowing in his chest made him so depressed and feeling pain yet he still could not let go of his grasp.

"Do you love me?" ask again repeating with a clean slit.

Louise was silent for a moment, she turned her eyes again when asked.

"Zay? You said we were going out, right? How about now?" her question diverted with a smile on her pretty face.

Zayn said no more, he just returned the girl's smile and nodded.

...

"The air is good" said Louise as she took a breath.

The man did not say anything, he just looked and sometimes caught the girl's hand as her steps slid.

"Louise?" call her lirih.

"Hm?" the girl turned her head, whereas she saw her fiance approaching forward towards her like he wanted to kiss her.

James...

The deg!

The man gasped, he stopped before he could link his lips to the girl.

He suddenly remembered with a soft voice and said the girl when he mentioned the name of his first love after his contact with her.

"Zay? Why?" he asked while looking at the petrified man.

"No, I'm fine" said the man, looking at the girl in front of him and at the end he didn't kiss her.

Now the atmosphere is calm again with a cool breeze and the fragrant air of grass and flowers that bloom at that time.

The seat that was only made up of scarves on the green grass made the two people feel so comfortable.

"You've forgotten her?" zayn asked, opening his voice.

Louise turned her head, she was silent for a moment. "Already." answered her who said it with her own as she knew the man who was beside her wanted to hear her.

Zayn was speechless, he smiled bitterly but said nothing.

"This is my last question, are you happy?" his question again repeated what he had said while in the villa.

"Yes," Louise answered quickly and softly as she was heavy to say.

The man immediately turned his head, "Jawab and look at me! Don't turn your eyes away!" his words were this time pulling the shoulder of the girl looking towards her.

Louise was silent, she could not see the man's eyes.

"You happy?" ask the man again.

The girl was silent as her eyes were forced to look at the man and say her.

"I asked again, are you happy? Happy with me?" the man repeated his question.

Her voice sounded trembling as she asked her like she was holding something on her chest.

"Yes." The girl's answer remained the same but she lowered her head and could not look back at the man.

"Louise!" the man raised his voice.

The girl gasped but she said nothing more and even stared at the man.

"I'm..."

"I want to do anything to make you happy, you just say what you want. I'll try." said the man in a trembling and restrained voice.

"If you ask me to act like that man and follow him I will do it too, but.." she continued.

The girl turned her head immediately, she did not know why her fiance was so different the last few days and this morning was getting different.

"Zay? I'm..."

"But I'm not him, so whatever I do won't be enough. Aye right?" asked the man in a voice that sounded so heavy.

If only he knew love would be so painful he wouldn't want to fall into it. He will limit his closeness to others.

"You're not happy" said the man, shaking his head as he touched the girl's wet cheeks.

"Zay? You may have mistaken me, that time I.." said his confused one should do what while he was afraid of the guilt he had, "I'm right around my neck, I didn't do it until..."

The man smiled faintly, not only was that what he knew but he knew everything.

"I wish you happiness, anywhere and anything" she said softly with a thin smile that felt so heavy.

"I'm..."

"A.I.m." said Louise stammered who wanted to deny her.

"I think loving you will be enough, but I don't think so" she said to the girl softly.

"Zay? I.." His lips were stuck when he wanted to say something.

It's enough to say 'I love you and I'm happy with you' but he can't say anything.

"Do we cancel it." he said.

"Our wedding?" ask the girl again in a heavy voice.

"Zayn?" Louise flinched hearing him.

The man smiled faintly while holding his eyes back as he looked at the girl who was shocked by his remark.

"Then you don't want to? Then tell me you love me or you're happy with me and look at me when you say it." she said softly as she grabbed the girl's face.

"Sorry.sorry..." Louis looked down, he couldn't say.

Just a few words in a sentence, but it feels so hard.

"Why apologize? This time I'm the one who left you, so you should be mad at me right?" ask her with a smile but eyes that describe all of her.

Louise fell silent, her body trembling as she held back her tears which inexplicably fell and made her cry when she knew why she was sad.

Why does his chest hurt and why is he still so stubborn.

The guilt?

Debt Budi?

Or affection as a friend who even approaches affection similar to when he was with brothers?

Is it so difficult to raise affection for a friend who is similar to a sibling into love as a man and the opposite sex?

"They won't say anything to you later, I'll say our marriage annulment" she said, wiping the girl's tears.

"And this time I left you, not you. So don't feel guilty." she continued.

Louise turned her head, she could not say anything more. His eyes only kept a clear circle that he could not stop from falling.

"I also gave you the preventative pill at breakfast, you can check it periodically later" he told the girl.

"After we get back from here, you have to be happy, and." she said.

"I hope we don't see each other again." said Zayn smiling with tears falling as he couldn't help it.

He was earnest with his words, it was hard to go back to see the girl.

Letting go was not easy, and the love he had was too great of what he could bear.

His piercing wound was also so deep, that perhaps this time it would be 'Truma' with such a feeling and certainly seeing the girl he loved at once who gave the biggest wound to him would be so difficult.

I don't hate you...

Really am!

I just love you too much...

That's why I think I'm going to be hard to resist...

I want you to be happy, laughing with ice cream when you ask for it in winter...

Smile brightly as you always show...

I still wish you were like that...

Excuse me...

I was selfish for a while, I wanted you to be happy but I also wanted my happiness...

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Hay othor reader, well othor will read a lot in some eps ago about who does not like his Zayn that makes a lot.

But yes how also🤧🤧 Sometimes there are people can love it with each other, until close all eyes.

Bucin beg*, bucin nurut all of them. He didn't want to be sick but didn't want to stay either and his Zayn is an example of such people.

And about Louise who wants to sleep Zayn because it must be Zayn who can touch him is not James, he is, because James is just counting his past, Louise and Zayn, his fiancee, and James have no right to be angry.

Because if Louise is the same she means to count him as an affair.

Keep thinking about it, then why did Louise want to sleep James while on the beach?

Yes because he thought he would die and of course he would be more honest what he wanted.

And the main thing is all the characters that othor made it in any novel never use custom eastern, all of them have free thinking like the western state (Western)

Yauda babang Zayn the same othor aja yuk, join to be a sadboy who goes into the friendzone like a tengil boy in the next story who chose his sugar🤧🤧

The important ga othor tumbalin meninggoy ya bang🤧🤧

Happy reading from othor😘😘💕💕💕🥰🥰🥰