A Piece of Asa In A Taste
Love Because it is Similar

Kirana the sun, gives a golden color, to the flowers that grow in the hospital garden. The breeze blew softly, stroking gently on the two faces that were sitting opposite.

The woman enjoyed the beautiful morning with a smile on her lips. As for the man, he looked at his female face with a flat look.

Bylla and Reymond. In the early morning, Reymond came to the hospital. He brought her Bylla's favorite chicken porridge, as well as a red apple, and also a warm matcha latte.

Reymond fed her lover, and then took her for a walk to the park. Bylla was moved as Reymond pushed her wheelchair. The man's love was so sincere, he did not feel at all uncomfortable, even though now, his condition was not perfect.

Bylla stared at the red bud leaves that were swaying in the wind. Two days and three nights, he was just lying on the bed. Without looking at the sun, without enjoying the morning breeze, it was really boring.

Bylla was too focused on the surrounding nature, until she did not realize the change in the look of her lover's face.

"Hmmm so fresh, Rey, so much fun! I'm tired of lying in my room" said Bylla, breathing deeply. A sweet smile continued to crackle on her sannum lips, the blue bead within her eyes, implying twinkles of happiness.

"Bylla!" call Reymond, without responding to the sentence that Bylla said.

"Yes Rey." Answer Bylla.

His eyes turned to look at Reymond. There was a slight sense of uneasiness that burst into his heart, when he looked at the flat, smiling face of the lover.

"There's something I want to talk to you about, it's about marriage!" reymond said he started the conversation.

"Yes, just tell me what you think!" answer Bylla.

Reymond let out a long sigh, and rubbed his face violently. Then he looked at Bylla fixedly, and began to open his voice.

"The wedding reception at my house will be held next week, according to the previous plan." Reymond.

"All right, I'm ready. Next week, I will be better, I will be able to welcome the guests. These wounds, the marks are beginning to fade, next week there must be a vague stay. Will not be visible after covered make up. Rey, not just in your house, but in my house too. The reception at my house will not be postponed, everything will go according to the previous agreement," Bylla said with a happy smile.

Reymond, the man she loved so much, would soon become her halal partner. The restlessness in his heart, now gone. It turns out that her lover had no intention of delaying her marriage. Reymond was the perfect man for Bylla.

"You're wrong, Bylla, I don't mean it." Reymond quietly.

"Wrong?" bylla repeated Reymond's words. He scrunched his forehead, not understanding what Reymond meant.

"Yes." Yeah."

"I, I don't understand what you're saying" said Bylla.

"I'll explain! Bylla, I'm getting married next week, having a big reception like I planned. But sorry, I'm not married to you. I want our relationship to end here, Bylla!" reymond said without guilt.

Bylla's body froze instantly, Reymond's speech was like lightning striking right in the upper part of his heart. He destroyed it, and made it scattered. Bylla's lips twitched, as if she wanted to talk, but it was very difficult to make a sound.

"I'm sorry, Bylla, I know it hurt you, but I had no choice. Forget me, and forget the memories of our love. Remove all your feelings for me, I'm sure, someday, you'll get my replacement!" connect Reymond in a quiet voice. Nevertheless, the meaning of the sentence is very painful.

He could not believe what Reymond had done to him. The man he had known long ago, the last two years filled his heart. He was transformed into an angel in his life, but suddenly now turned into a cruel figure. What's wrong with her?

"You're not wrong, but your destiny is wrong. Bylla, I do love you. But with your current circumstances, there's no way I'll marry you. What people say, if the sole heir to the Jackson family marries a crippled woman. Even though you were born in the middle of a family, but it wasn't enough Bylla, physicality was important. I need a perfect companion, and now you're not perfect. So sorry Bylla, I had to forget you, and replace it with something else." Reymond said at length.

Bylla opened her mouth wide, shaking her head. The man who had been considered perfect, turned out to have a very shallow mindset. He is not the owner of a sincere sense, he loves by looking at possessions and also looks. A man who has no heart.

"But actually this cripple isn't permanent, I'll be cured." Say Bylla very slowly.

Although he already knew Reymond's true nature, yet his heart still insisted on keeping the man.

"Maybe your paralysis isn't permanent Bylla. But it took a very long time to come back as it was. What if five years later, you haven't been cured? You are getting older, it is not recommended to have offspring over the age of thirty. So I can't wait for you Bylla, forget me, and find another man who can accept your situation!" reymond said his heart.

Bylla closed her eyes, biting her lips. Clear circles soaked her lashes flattened, divorce on both cheeks that still have scars.

His chest rose and fell, enduring the tightness and pain that rained down on the recesses of his heart. Is this like love?

"I didn't expect, if your love was like this, Rey. I thought you were sincere in love with me, but in fact, I misjudged you. Two years together, and another week we're married. But, but you suddenly made a decision I never expected before. I'm sorry to know you, Rey, it turns out your attitude and your love, have been fake!" bylla said as she stared fixedly at Reymond.

His tears flowed more and more, but Reymond did not falter at all, he remained in his decision.

"I'm not fake Bylla, I've always loved you sincerely. But as a resourceful man, I love using logic. I will not deify love, be enslaved by it, and be foolish by it. You were so worthy of love, you were beautiful, smart, and rich. But right now, you're a cripple of Bylla, even though you're still rich and beautiful, but your flaws cover your strengths. As a person who is, I can't possibly choose you, while out there, there are still more suitable ones for me." Reymond said, again without guilt.

Bylla clenched her hands tightly. The anger was burning in him. The man who used to take him flying to the high heavens, now dropped him, and threw him to the bottom of the earth.

"Bylla, sorry..."

"Enough Rey!" bylla snapped, while looking at Reymond sharply.

"Be quiet! No need for you to explain anymore, I already understand enough with your way of mind!" bylla snapped while squinting her eyes.

"Bylla me..."

"I said enough!" yell Bylla.

Bylla tightened her fist even more, no matter if her finger was reddened by the tip of the nail.

The more Reymond explained, the more pain he felt.

"Who's the woman you're going to marry?" asked Bylla, turning her face away.

Seriate...