Forced to marry Mr. Billoners
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Dusk then looked golden, Damara sat in a wheelchair right in front of the window of his room.

During these two years Damara's body development improved, he was able to move his limbs. It's just that if to walk, his legs are still not able to support the weight of his body.

Much of what he went through these two years, he tried to enjoy all the destiny that happened to his life. There was no time to regret everything, the chance to heal and return to normal was his dream.

As a hand coiled around her neck, Damara shook her head. His face was the same, flat. His gaze was straight forward, not faltering at all even though he felt a kiss land on his right cheek.

Damara looked at the tired-looking man's face, his hair a little messy. The tie he wore was out of place.

“Honey, you need something?” Damara shook her head in response.

Jerricco sighed tiredly, he gave a kiss on his wife's forehead. Just like before, Jerricco did not get any response.

“You're not happy living with me, baby?” Their beads met, but Jerricco did not see a flash of happiness on Damara's face.

Seeing Damara turning his face away Jerricco knew that his wife was not talking. He chose to sit on the floor resting his back on Damara's feet.

Jerricco follows the direction of Damara's view that enjoys twilight. For a long time they were silent until finally Jerricco chose to open his mouth.

“If you are not happy with me, you can go.” It is hard to give to the woman he loves.

But her heart always felt an unprecedented pain seeing Damara no longer love her. Jerricco always felt jealous if Damara was busy talking to Arnold, even Damara always showed his affection for Arnold.

But if with him Damara always silent like a statue, all treatment Jerricco never managed to provoke more response from Damara. During this time if Jerricco opens the conversation Damara just silence or respond with a nod or shake.

For the second time Jerricco felt Damara's finger on his head, now he felt Damara's fingers combing in a slow motion.

Damara did not answer Jerricco's question, finally Jerricc tried to speak again. “If I may want you here with me, forever.”

“You're selfish!”

Jerricco closed his eyelids, his chest rumbling at Damara's words. There was nothing wrong with the remark, only the guilt was again in Jerricco's heart.

“Sorry,” said Jerricco without daring to open his eyes, he tried to calm himself enjoying the touch Damara gave him in his head.

The baskara had set perfectly, the sky was completely dark. A gust of wind hit the tired body of Jerricco.

“For what to apologize? ... Everything that has happened will never come back!” ketus Damara's.

“I know, I'm just trying to get sorry from you baby for all the mistakes I've made.”

Hearing Jerricco's heartfelt words, it felt like Damara was unable to hold back her tears. But with all his might he tried to hold him back, and showed Jerricco that his heart did not care about Jerricco's words.

“Honey,” call Jerricco gently. His hands scooped both sides of Damara's cheeks, then kissed Damara's lips which were always his candlesticks.

There was no response at all from Damara, Jerricco fused their eyebrows together. Jerricco closed his eyes again, enjoying his final moments if he really had to let go of Damara.

“Go, pursue your happiness.” Damara heard an unwilling tone from Jerricco's words.

“Iya I'll go, thank you.”

Jerricco pulled away, looking at the wheelchair that was carrying Damara's body away from him. Damara's departure scratches the wound in Jerricco's heart, but he is well aware that his actions have hurt Damara.

Five minutes passed, Jerricco was still in his place. His mind kept raging, he would not be willing if Damara left him.

Jerricco ran out of the room towards the main door, he saw Damara sitting in a wheelchair with Arnold who helped push Damara from behind.

Jerricco dropped his body right in front of Damara, not caring if he had to prostrate at Damara's feet to keep his wife away.

“I can't let you go,” said Jerricco with his head lowered without daring to stare at Damara's bead.

Seeing Jerricco prostrate Arnold stroked Damara's shoulder. “Mommy,” Ogre Arnold.

Arnold chose to walk away from Damara and Jerricco, he understood his parents needed to talk.

“Give me a chance, I promise I won't waste you again.”

Damara shed her tears, she didn't want to leave. He just wanted to see Jerricco plead with him, and regret all his deeds.

“My Lord.”

Jerricco looked up at Damara's smiling face. He hugged Damara's body very tightly.

Jerricco was happy to hear Damara calling himself, after all these years he had never heard another melodious call from his wife's mouth.

Arnold approached his parents, hugging. It was a great joy for him to see his parents at peace.