
Dareen hugged Agatha's body tightly, a feeling of guilt seething in her heart. Seeing her lover shed tears with a blank look made Dareen unable to hold back tears. Immediately rubbed the corner of his eyes so that no one else could see him.
"Dear, I'm sorry. Relax now that I'm here" Dareen rubbed Agatha's cheek and kissed her forehead. There was no response from Agatha, her gaze was still blank.
"Thank you sir, you can go" Dareen told two security officers who were still standing behind him.
"Together, we'll excuse you" the two officers lowered their heads, turned their bodies and left from there.
After the departure of the two officers, Marcell carried Agatha's body, took her to the sofa and sat her there.
"Wait a minute I'll get you a drink" said Marcell and passed into the kitchen. Here Marcell makes a new mistake, where Agatha has not calmed down but she has left Agatha alone.
"Agathaa, what are you doing?" marcell shouted and ran from the kitchen.
.
.
"Honey" Jasmine wiggles Gibran's arm, trying to wake her handsome husband to clean up. Their long struggle was only completed 3 hours ago and they immediately flew into the dream until the hot sun had sunk with the dark of the night.
"Five more minutes, baby" instead of opening his eyes, Gibran justified his position and hugged the bolster.
"Darling I'm hungry, it's almost dinnertime" whine Jasmine tried to squeeze, and it worked. Gibran immediately woke up and narrowed his eyes as the light forced its way into his senses of sight.
"Message yes, no cooking. You must be tired" Jasmine quickly nodded, indeed Gibran had always understood his circumstances.
.
.
"I don't know, isn't that a country number?" chayra asked as she spread her shoulders.
"Yes it seems, then where did this guy find my number? I've never written my number in any social arena. And again, this number always says that she'll see me someday"
"Maybe your secret fan, ah try asking brother Elard. It could be that brother Elard knows" suggested Chayra.
"Well, I'll ask if he's back" Alesha said. Actually the number did not bother him too much, only he was curious who the owner of the mysterious number was.
"Darling" a gentle call made the two of them turn their heads, with Marcell standing behind them.
"Ohh you guys, I'm leaving" Alesha pursed her lips, only her single self here would of course make her always dumped when they are busy with their partner.
"Why did you get out of the room?" tanya Chayra helped Marcell to sit down.
"I'm bored, it's different if you're with me. If I was with you in the room even though I didn't go out one full day I was strong" Marcell's tease made Chayra's face flushed and smacked Marcell's arm softly.
"Did the kidnapping affect your brain?" protest Chayra and avenged petty ruckus by Marcell.
The wind blows with peace, adding to the comfort of two people who enjoy the night. Stars smile when they see their happiness.
"You know baby, if I can stop the time I'll stop it so we can stay longer like this" Marcell said as he kissed the head of Chayra leaning against his shoulder.
"I think so, in fact we are only human. We will only go through this for a while and we will go through new things at new times as well. My prayers and hopes are the same, wanting time like this to repeat itself until death do us part" In their minds the same, as if they do not want time to pass so that their togetherness feels longer.
"Ara is late, take Marcell in" said Riko in front of the back garden door.
"Yes dad" Chayra replied obediently.