AGAPE (SELFLESS LOVE)
The Love and Admiration that I Regret

"Huuuuks ...."

Agam's hand when shaking hands with the beautiful woman was again imagined. And the adoring glare from the woman's eyes flashed.

Linda held her chest and stomach. There was a throbbing in his stomach and there was a tightness in his chest.

Wh why? Linda, you need to be strong.

He tried to sue himself. Risking the sense of the increasingly springing, hoping to evaporate and be forgotten.

He recalled his vision and mission of being in this house. Yes, he will only be in this house until the baby he contains is born into the world.

No, I can't love him. Because one day I have to go and forget him.

Yes, God don't let this feeling keep on springing up, I'm afraid ....

I was afraid that if the day came I would have to leave, that this would suffocate and kill me even more.

Mr. Agam .. sorry ....

Sorry for that day. The day I spit on your handsome face and hurt your heart with my vile words. I know that you must have been very hurt.

Until you stained me for being angry. Now I feel that this pain is in return for what I have done to you. Mr. Agam, I'm sorry .. sorry ....

Linda sobbed, hugging her knees. His head sank between his knees.

His existence of course not to disturb the togetherness of Agam and his guests. Because Linda is on the second floor, while they are on the first floor.

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"Please, Mr. Barata and Miss, enjoy the tea."

Agam thrust the tray containing two drinks to guests who are currently sitting in the front room.

"Well, this is you doing it yourself? Tsk, tsk, tsk. How am I not interested in being in-laws try, hehehe." The authoritative mature man clucked in admiration.

"Strade."

He enjoyed the sweet tea made by Agam with sparkling eyeballs.

"Wisdom, and sweetness fitting. The tea was also fragrant," he praised again as Agam looked at him as if he wanted judgment.

"Thank you, I'm glad you like it. Come Miss, please you should also try it."

Agam offered tea to the woman beside the man who had just lowered his head and blushed. But occasionally he stole a glance at Agam while playing his fingers.

"Thank you," he said.

He sipped a sweet tea served in a beautiful cup with blushing cheeks. He even coughed for a glance to meet with the eyes of Agam.

Beautiful shady eyes, which implies if the owner has a million charms and secrets that will make anyone curious and want to have it.

Is that the charm of Agam? I don't know.

"Miss is okay?" Agam thrust a tissue at the woman.

"Sa-i'm fine. The tea is e-nice."

"Thank you" replied Agam.

Agam then sat facing the authoritative man.

"I thought you were at the event." Agam started the conversation.

"Hehe, it should be. But I permission first on the Great Lord to pick up my daughter. Mr. Agam, this is my second daughter, the first one is married. He's the one I told you about in that shooting range. He just finished the internship. General practitioner, he's 26." The father introduced his daughter loudly.

"I'm Mianita Indah Barata, just call me Mia." The introduced woman thrusts a hand at Agam.

Agam.

"Agam," said Agam briefly. Like I didn't mean to say his full name.

"Sir Agam Ben Buana. I already know a lot about you" said Mia while returning to steal a look at Agam.

Now his gaze fell on the thin, natural red lips of Mr. Dirut. He kept watching as the lips moved beautifully while conversing with his father.

Mia was even more stunned as the lips opened revealing radiant and neat white teeth. At that time Agam was laughing because his father named Mr. Barata was telling a funny thing to Agam.

"So because of the fake hair you failed?" ask Agam.

"Yes, Mr. Agam. I confidently grabbed the hair of the robber's head when it managed to chase after him. Uh, all I got was the wig. The criminal is permanently bald. Hahaha," said Mr. Barata.

"Hahaha, can her fake hair be used?" ask Agam, and he laughs with pleasure.

"My fake hair is used for the pigeon's nest in my house."

No doubt that conversation was back to invite laughter.

Mia was so fascinated. 100 Percent sure, if this time he will not reject the man of his father's choice again. This one fits his criteria very well. Handsome, well-established, and well-mannered.

And his body shape is very recriminating. With a chest that was field, dreamy height, her hands that looked very strong, and her hair that was so black, dense, and shiny. The accusation of this man is undeniable.

"So how? Want to go together?" ask Mr. Barata.

"Emm, can you wait?" It looks like I'm forgetting something.

"How long?" ask Mr. Barata.

"Ten minutes or fifteen minutes." Agam.

"Well, I can't wait sir. I'm a lot of work, but Mia can definitely wait for you" said Mr. Barata, and that's exactly what he expected.

"Oh, ta-but sa---."

"I'm leaving first, you and Mia are leaving together huh?" his insistence. It did not even give Agam a chance to finish his talk.

And an embrace and clap of Mr. Barata on his shoulder, making Agam forced to say, "Alright."

"Thank you, Mr. Agam." Said Mr. Barata.

Greeted a joyful smile by Mia.

"Titip Mia yes, sir. Hehe. Mia, Dad first yes. You take care of your attitude, do not let your father defame in front of Mr. Agam.

Before leaving and waving his hand, Mr. Barata kissed the top of his daughter's head, and glanced at the confused looking Agam.

"Wait here" said Agam when Mr. Barata was gone.

"Well," Mia nodded slowly.

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"Mrs Linda," he called. He knocked on the door of the room many times.

"Mrs Linda, please open the door, are you still sleeping?" tanyakanya.

There's no answer. Linda actually heard, but .. her heart is not okay. Linda locked herself under the blanket and cried. Crying over something that he himself still hesitates to interpret.

The phone in his hand rang several times.

📞 ABB Calling ....

📞 ABB Calling ....

📞 ABB Calling ....

Linda ignored him.

"Mother Linda I took the duplicate key, I'm going in." There was another voice of Agam.

Whatever you do, this is your house, your room. Linda answered in her mind.

'Traks.'

Agam not kidding. The door opened, and the man entered.

"Mrs Linda," call her again. She knew Linda wasn't sleeping. He saw a smooth movement behind the blanket.

"El ...."

Agam subconsciously called Linda with that call. A call usually uttered by Bagas. Not stopping there, Agam also pulled Linda's blanket.

"I'm going to the wedding, do you want to come?"

"No" Linda said.

"Why?" Agam approached, sitting on the bed while staring at Linda's back.

The back is perfectly stretched, curled, softened at the waist, and uphill again at the buttocks. Like a violin lying around and waiting to be played.

Astarghfirullaahis.

Agam shook his head, being close to this woman often made him almost insane. His passion is always called and stirred. Linda just turned her back.

"I wasn't invited." Linda's answer made her aware.

"Who was not invited? All HGC ad stars are invited, including you," Agam said.

"But I'm not interested in it." Linda tightened her embrace on the bolster.

Earlier, when he accidentally daydreamed in the frame of the room window, Linda could see clearly if the authoritative man who was his guest Agam entered his car only alone.

Where was the beautiful woman with him?

"Why not interested, this is your chance to meet with your friends, because as far as I know, TV WE are invited too."

"Mother, you're not alone, are you?" he said with a little tinge.

"Oh, do you know if there's a guest below?"

"Yes I know," Linda said.

"Mrs Linda, let's just say it. You get ready yeah, later after I deliver Mia, I'll pick up Miss Linda. How's it?"

Linda sighed, she knew Agam was doing that for sure because he did not want her presence in this house to be known to others.

The problem is, he's not comfortable going with another woman. That stupid feeling just ripped through. Though Agam certainly has the right to go and be close to any woman.

"You yes." Agam make sure again.

"No," he insisted.

"Well, if you don't want to, do you want to send a message? For example, for Bima Setiawan sir maybe."

"No need sir. Dad quickly left. Poor guests you've been waiting for a long time" Linda said.

He got up and straightened his hair without looking at Agam.

"Well I go, be careful at home. Oiya for lunch and afternoon, I have prepared it in the room beside the library. Please do not go down to the first floor or basement using the stairs, you use the elevator only. You can swim, but not for long, okay?"

With his help he left several messages like a husband to his wife.

Linda did not answer, she remained down.

"Mrs Linda ...."

"Yes ...."

"I'm going."

Agam was staring at the door like he was reluctant to leave Linda.

"Why again?" Linda wonder.

"Emm, can I hug my future child?"

"Huhuh?" Linda gawking.

"Come," Agam reached out.

As bewitched, Linda grabbed Agam's hand. And again, the man went back to torturing Linda.

Yeah, a hug from Agam, to Linda feels like a trap that snared her.

A trap that gives him momentary happiness, but at times he will be killed, killed on the spot or simply released.

"I was hugging my son. Open your arms." He rattled Linda's hair with a smile and clenched his teeth tightly.

Seriously, in Agam Linda's eyes was adorable. Honey, this woman's heart belongs to the termite. He cursed Angga.

Her bare face is so amazing

Aware of being stared at intensely, Linda immediately pushed Agam's shoulder out of the room.

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Linda peeked back behind the window as the beautiful woman stood waiting for Agam's car in the yard.

Then Agam's car came out of the basement.

DEG, Linda's heart beats when she sees Agam getting out of the car and opening the front door for the woman.

As they stood in line, he saw that Agam and the woman looked harmonious.

Linda immediately closed the curtain when she felt Agam look up and look at the window of her room.

Geez, he didn't see me, did he?

Slowly he peeked back, staring at Agam's car until it disappeared swallowed by the gate, then the car disappeared into the distance.

Tests, the tears re-wetted her smooth cheeks uncontrollably.

Who's the lady? Name's Mia.

Again, the question came to his mind.

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Silently, he drove the car in silence. He did not care if the woman beside him was staring and admired his charm.

Inner Agam was adrift on the pretty face that had just peeked at him behind the curtain.

I can't, I can't keep quiet like this. I have to express my feelings to him.

Yeah, I know he has the Termite. But ... I have to re-assure her relationship with the man.

While driving, Agam called someone.

"Please set the script so I can meet the man. Malan, I want to ask for it" said Agam.

"All right, sir," the voice on the other end of the phone.

And Mia was still staring at Agam from the side, imagining what it was like to be in the arms of that scented and clean man.

Why didn't you introduce Mr. Agam?

"Sir Agam" said Mia.

"Why?" ask Agam.

"Let's go out" he asked.

"What?! Haha." Agam even laughed.

"Are you laughing, sir?"

"I have no interest in dating."

"You want to get married?" ask Mia.

"Yes, right." Answer Agam.

Instantly Mia immediately cheered in her heart. She thought that Agam wanted to marry her.

"I have plans to marry someone" Agam added.

Deg, Mia was surprised and blushed.

"He's two years younger than Miss Mia."

"WHAT?!"

Mia realized that what Agam meant was not her.

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