(Not) My Crown Ruler
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The man seemed silent. Sitting down on a long sofa in the television room of the luxury apartment. Highlight his eyes flat. Staring at the phone in his hand that he had been turning.

Louis was worried. As a grandson who was quite close to his grandfather, finding news from Betrand about the condition of the grandfather apparently managed to make Louis not calm.

Is his grandfather really sick now? How is the old man now? Was it Louis who left home without saying goodbye?

The man breathed a rough breath. He left home to find peace. But apparently it is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand. He wanted to run as far as possible, but that was impossible. There are still many responsibilities that he has to take on. There is still a grandfather that he loves.

Huuff... Tired of being Louis!

Anika appeared from the kitchen. The beautiful woman looks silently staring at Louis who looks riled. It doesn't feel good on its own. Apparently the man had a family problem. And Louis never wanted to tell him. He always tries to look good.

Anisa reached for a jar of potato chips that was on a bench there. He hugged the jar, then walked up to Louis and sat down beside him. Anisa then opened the lid of the jar, she then thrust it towards Louis who seemed to massage the temple.

Louis then looked.

"You?" ask Anisa.

Louis was silent for a moment. Staring at the jar and the woman in turn. The man then smiled, raped the jar, then took the piece of chips from inside.

"Thank you" he said.

Anisa smiled, then nodded. He then took the jar. Highlight his eyes stared gently at the man beside him.

"If you need a friend to confide, I'm ready to be horrified" said Anisa.

Louis was silent for a moment. She turned to Anisa and smiled sweetly.

"What's wrong, really. It's just a small problem" Louis said.

Anisa. "Louis," he said later.

"Yes" replied the man.

"I'm sorry if my presence disturbed the happiness of your extended family" said Anisa.

The man was silent for a moment. The woman no longer continued her words. It seemed like he felt bad after hearing Betrand's bad words earlier.

"You give happiness to my life, Nis. You know that" said Louis.

"But your family" said Anisa.

"Wildamah! They don't know what! I told you, I love you. And I want you," said Louis.

"Louis, you can't do that. After all, they are your family. The person who gives birth and takes care of you from birth. My initial intention of coming to this city was not to ask to be married. But I just want to ask you to take responsibility and clear my name in the eyes of people, especially my stepmother. I know you and I are very different. I am only a village woman who is tarnished while you are a man with all his establishment. I don't want you to be away from your family just because of me" Anisa said.

Louis was silent for a moment. He looked inside the woman beside him.

"Nisa, there are a few things you need to know. First of all, my current family consists of only my grandfather, sister, cousin, as well as my Om and Aunt. Both of my parents are dead. I'm an orphan, just like you,"

"Secondly, if you think your presence brings trouble in my family, you are wrong. Your presence actually brings its own color in my life. Since childhood I was required to be perfect. As an adult, I was left to die by my parents. After that I was forced to be the main character in the rise and progress of my family company. I became a company leader at a very young age. I sacrificed my freedom, sacrificed my youth, ignored the time I could have spent having fun like a young person in general."

"I was forced to grow up prematurely. My life is flat, colorless, and lonely."

"But after I met you, everything changed. You are a beautiful color in my life. You are the unique and interesting woman I met. And for the first time I felt the same true love you."

"I found you not because of anyone's help, I found you because it was the hand of God that brought us closer, and it was the chanting of the Lord's verse that you echoed in your third night that strengthened my heart to choose you."

Anisa remained silent.

"I can handle all this myself. Sorry, I never confided in you, not because I didn't believe or didn't consider you. But I just take care of your mentality. I don't want you to have much thought. The health and safety of you and your future child is my top priority" Louis said as he rubbed Anisa's distended stomach at the end of his sentence.

The woman smiled gently.

"Louis, you know what, I'm really happy that you're talking like this. I feel united. I've never been treated like this before" Anisa said.

"Because you are my queen" answered Louis.

The pair of lovebirds then looked at each other for a while. A sincere happy smile was clearly drawn from the faces of the two.

"Louis," said Anisa later.

"What?" asked Louis softly.

"You said yesterday, I can't be angry if you make a mistake one day. Now I can't, ask for something with you?" ask Anisa.

Louis was silent for a moment. He moved his lips as if he was thinking.

"What?" tanyanya.

"Promise with me, no matter what happens, you can't stay away from your own family. I don't want, just because of me, your relationship with the people who have been keeping you from small becomes tenuous. I came and met you when you were an adult. While your family is the people who accompany you, raise you, and take care of you since childhood. Never leave them for a woman. I'd feel so guilty if that happened."

"Stay keep your devotion as a good nephew and grandson. Not having a family is not good. As for me, it's easy. The soul mate is not going anywhere," said Anisa.

Louis smiled sweetly.

"My soul mate is you. And I will fight for you. I promise, I can follow your will. But you also have to promise me again, if later in the day there are obstacles in our relationship, we face the same, yes. Don't let go of my hand, and don't leave me" Louis said.

Anisa smiled sweetly even to the point of showing her rows of white teeth.

"Promise!" the answer.

Both are smiling sweetly.

"Bab! Wanted to!" said Louis spoiled.

Anis laughing. He grabbed the couch cushion there and placed it in front of Louis' chest.

"Now!" said it.

Louis chuckles. He hugged the pillow tightly, then dropped his head on Anisa's shoulder. The two also continued their conversation accompanied by a mild joke typical of a pair of lovebirds who were drunk with romance.

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Meanwhile, in a separate place. In a tenement house on the outskirts of town.

Chequek!

The door of the room was not too wide open. A middle-aged woman appeared from behind that door.

"Oh God!! Called from earlier do not wake up!" the woman said she saw two young men still sleeping on a foam mattress measuring 180x200 meters.

Doghs... Doghs... Doghs... Doghs...

"Get! Wake up!!" said the woman again, Bik Susi.

The gondrong man who seemed to sleep in a prone position raised his head in a semi-conscious state. Followed by another man who was a friend of the Eagle, Dito his name.

"What the hell, Budhe?!" asked the Eagle with a distinctive hoarse voice of waking up.

"Wake up! We're going to your mother's grave! The bath!" said Bik Susi.

"Ck! Aye, aye! It's early morning too!" grunts Eagles.

"What's for?! It's eleven o'clock, Lang! Wake hunted. Dito too! Take a shower, keep eating!" said Bik Susi to Eagle and Dito who often stay at the house.

"Yes, Budhe...! Hoaaammm...!" said Dito while writhing.

The eagle rose from his sleeping position. Staring at the wall clock on one corner of the wall. The man yawned while scratching his scratching body that felt a little itchy. The clock has shown almost at half-twelve in the afternoon. Apparently he slept too well after drinking a little liquor last night.

Dito wake. He got up from the bed and grabbed a red prayer mat that was held in the corner of the room.

Yes, Dito is a Muslim who is good friends with Eagle who incidentally is non-Muslim. The man was often staying and hitchhiking at the Eagle's house. He even left his alphabet several times at the house of his good friend.

Eagle's rising. Approaching a table there and taking a tie of his black hair to tie his hair.

"August, Ibuk!" greet the Eagle on a photo of a long-haired beautiful woman there.

Dito. "Assalamualaikum, Aunty," Dito said in a photo of a woman who he said had embraced Islam before her death.

The eagle just smiled. He took off his t-shirt, sat on a wooden chair there with one leg raised to the top of the chair. He grabbed his cigarette, lit it, then enjoyed it.

Dito with a prayer mat in his hand then approached the friend. He took a cigarette belonging to the Eagle, lit it, then enjoyed it while staring at the photo of the beautiful woman on the table.

"Beautiful to your mother, Bang? Not surprisingly, he died twenty years later" said Dito.

The eagle did not answer.

"If you're alive, you're still pretty!" added Dito.

The eagle raised one corner of his lips.

"They're pretty too!" said the man as he got up from his sitting position and walked out of the room. Dito just grimaced. He followed the man's footsteps out of the room.

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