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Chapter 165 Hai September....

The Cast for Francis Blanco....

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"Miss September Celtiz, you look so idolized Mr Lucky Luciano?"

A stern-faced man with a sharp eye twinkle spoke from the side next to September as a Miopi charity event took place in a city health center. Lucky Luciano was in front of the camera with several reporters including Irish Bella, and a number of ophthalmologists from District Eye Center Hospital. Lucky Luciano is the most important donor to support the doctors program. Lucky Luciano's amazingly beautiful smile not only nourishes the eyes as well as the heart but the women on the show can be sure to underestimate the sight.

"You are wrong" said September without turning his eyes from Lucky Luciano who managed to make the beautiful young doctor next to him misbehaved and red hue. "Lucky Luciano is an idol for every eye that sees. I understand now why he has so many lovers, so many scandals. Regardless, he's very generous."

"Yes, he's a great guy. If you want, I can arrange a date for you with Mr. Lucky" Francis said.

"Who are you?" tanya September turned to observe the man who used the full suit and earphones as the bodyguards used to wear.

"I ... Francis Blanco ..., assistant to Mr. Lucky Luciano."

"really?" September gritted observing Francis. "Why are you interested in me? Mr. Luciano seemed interested in Doctor Irein by his side. They'll probably date after this show is over."

"Only I can manage who that great guy is going to date. You seem to fit him for reasons I don't understand.

Maybe because you're different from most women" Francis said. "If Mr. Lucky likes you, you'll probably get married to him."

Tantalize. Close to Lucky Luciano and be his wife? September held his breath. Lucky Luciano looked at them and smiled; the heart of September was almost blown away. Lucky and the doctor exchanged business cards.

"Is it that easy?"

Francis nodded. "But, there are many requirements for dating Mr. Lucky. You have to sign some important documents" Francis added.

"I don't mind" said September quickly.

"Alright, let's meet after this charity event is over."

That's how it ended up going through a rigorous checkup at the inner physician, September going on a date with Lucky Luciano three days later. September and Lucky Luciano, spend the day together including in the evening as they share a passion in a luxurious suite after partying at one of the nightclubs. Lucky is very drunk and September enjoys Mr. Luciano turning wild and hot. That extent. The next day, September had to accompany Irish Bella to go to Gaza to cover the news and they split up. Francis doesn't call September anymore. The date ended short.

Finding herself pregnant two months later, September doesn't want Lucky Luciano to know. But when he accidentally sees Lucky Luciano in the hospital running around with a girl in high school uniform, September suddenly wants Lucky Luciano. He was afraid of the rule Francis made that no baby. Suppose there is a baby, Francis will be responsible for any "accident on bad" in the savage night between himself and Lucky. Francis will marry himself if he demands accountability. There are even documents that state he slept with Francis and not Lucky Luciano. How bad those two people are.

Several times meeting Lucky Luciano and Lucky's heartfelt concern for him makes September want the man more.

It was there that September finally, continued to fight with Francis who seemed to hate him so much and accused him of taking advantage of the situation. Francis looks very dear to young lover Lucky Luciano. He even threatened to vanish in September if he dared to disrupt the relationship between Reinha Durante and Lucky Luciano.

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The farm atmosphere was very quiet after Reinha and Lucky Luciano left. Amora sleeps in September's arms, overwritten with affection, her mind drifting everywhere. A memory of his encounter with Francis, of any anger and hatred directed at Francis Blanco. They have been threatening each other, snarling and hurting each other all the time. It was crazy when he finally fell on Francis. He met Lucky Luciano earlier, wondering inwardly whether he had actually forgotten the man and with Francis in mind, September found one thing certain; it was not that there was no choice but that Francis was his choice. Lucky Luciano may have the good looks that women love but Francis somehow changed the benchmark about someone to spend an old day with.

September put Amora in a box. The nurse had provided toiletries for Francis and had taught September how to clean this man's body. September has been taking care of Francis since the man came. He took a wash lap, dipped in warm water slowly began to wipe the body of the man who was about to marry him. Not in a hurry but not too slow. He was afraid that Francis' sturdy body was cold and even caught a cold. When finished, dry with a towel. His days are up to talk to the man.

"Don't this take too long, sir? Your back may be chafed from lying down for too long" lamented September.

The breathing apparatus on Francis has been removed except for a feeding tube. The man was just like being stuck in a long sleep, not knowing the way back. He prayed as the man left that Francis would return to him safely upon his return from picking someone up, but did not expect to be unconscious.

"If Amora can't wake you up even Mr. Lucky Luciano can't call you back ..., then ..., who am I?"

Every moment about them was replayed, only the man's cruel and haughty expression was imagined. When he threw Francis with the kitchen utensil out of disappointment at Lucky Luciano, Francis Blanco nearly injured him while clutching his neck.

Lucky Luciano dodged him when he had to meet Reinha Durante at Elgio Durante's wedding. Francis was waiting for him even though the man looked very upset. They've been fighting since they met again because they wanted Lucky Luciano. However, finding Francis wounded on the bridge, talking to him half-wet, September saw Francis's violent face turn soft. When Francis carried him back to the villa, Francis' arm was torn apart by the iron bridge, September fell on him.

"Where are you stuck? Can I come and save you?"

Had he known that Francis would have had a storm, he would have probably hugged the man before Francis left. His hand reached Francis' chest. He choked. September had always been afraid that Francis would suddenly stop breathing, as had befallen his mother. Near her ear to Francis' chest, hovering there. But it can't detect anything. He then stuck to the man. His heart rate rhymed slowly but strongly. The lower part of the chest is still wrapped in bandages.

Instead of leaving, he leaned there.

"Aren't you awake for fear of being responsible to us? Are you rethinking our relationship? If you're uncomfortable, or maybe change your mind, we can go. You can tell me. Please just get up. I'm not gonna bother you. You know that I can go back to work, travel with the crew when Amora is strong enough to be left behind. Amora can be a while with a babysitter, she will have many friends. You can live your day again and meet the good and right woman for you. Get up, let's talk!"

Hold back the crying there.

"It's worse than when you were rude to me and hurt me" she said a few minutes later, crying sobbing.

"I can't stay if you don't wake up. I'll take Amora away."

I don't know how long he cried and talked. Do not realize the heartbeat that beats faster, behind the skin.

"Hi ... Sep ... december."

September is still sobbing drowning in a world he made himself. Refusing to believe as he heard Francis's voice.

"Septie?!"

Raising his face because he had just heard a loud voice calling his name. He turned his head and mumbled to find Francis still the same, still sleeping soundly.

"I hear your voice! It's really bad" said September, approaching Francis's face. He shaved Francis' jaw every three days and at this time, his cruel look grew handsome with a neat thin beard. "Are there any other words I can say to bring you back to me?"

September sounds bad. Even all his words felt useless. He spoke like a foolish woman by the man's side.

"I miss you."

September held his breath, dumbfounded. Unmistakably, he saw Francis' lips move and heard the man speak slowly even though the spy was still closed, say longing.

"Francis?! You're that?" tanya September explores Francis's face with her eyes, her hands reflexively touching Francis's face. September's gaze was blurry by tears, hurriedly wiping away the tears dripping down the cheeks.

"Septie ..." call Francis very slowly but quite clearly heard September.

"Do you feel pain? I'll call the nurse," said September immediately got up to his feet as he turned to leave. But the end of the sweater got caught in something. As he turned his head, he saw Francis holding the edge of his sweater firmly.

"No need, I'm fine."

"You've just regained consciousness, I'll call Doctor Anna. I'll be right back."

"No need!" Holding the September sweater is getting stronger. September hands hold Francis's hand. He approached the man and kissed the man, his tears falling on Francis' face.

"I don't know. Maybe to a place where you find us so easily."

"I'll call Doctor Anna!"

"Don't go!"

It was there that September finally clasped Francis' hand and stared at the man without a blink of great joy.

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One Month has passed ....

Although he was almost with Francis at all times after he woke up, Francis Blanco never touched September. They had no sweet passion or any sort of impulse that could shake hearts until September thinking they were together because Francis wanted Amora instead of her. However, he survives because Francis enjoys being a father to Amora and Amora is more comfortable with Francis Blanco than his biological father.

The farm that day was very crowded after the christening of Amora Shine. Though not married, Amora's soul needs to be saved first. Gaining the grace of the Mercy of God, Amora was baptized. Amora becomes a new idol, receiving a lot of love from the relatives present. Reinha Durante returns to the farm from the Civic Center with Lucky Luciano as godparent to Amora Shine Blanco. Elgio Durante and Mr. Abner Luiz were present with their wives. So is Carlos Adelberth. Miss Queena has been preparing a lot of food since early morning before leaving for an emergency call.

Everyone is happy. Francis was sitting in a wheelchair holding Amora who was shining beautifully, and Lucky Luciano and Carlos Adelberth were joking around. As September's face lifted, his eyes and Francis's eyes met in the crowd. Francis' expression changed quickly from a cheerful smile to a flat one, long enough for September not knowing how to avoid that gaze. Francis turned a blind eye when Claire Luciano spoke to him. They chatted familiarly, throwing jokes.

September go to the kitchen, prepare the fruit will also fill again empty snack boxes. His mind was confused and confused.

Did Francis rethink their relationship?

Wash some fresh fruit to divert attention, mind September.

"You're not joining?" claire Luciano asked standing at the kitchen door.

"Yes, in a moment" said September among the sounds of running tap water. Immediately arrange the fruit into a basket. Shocked as she turned around, Claire had disappeared, only Francis Blanco looked at her with a complicated expression.

"Do .. do you need anything?" tanya September, caught up in tears, stood up with a sad silhouette leaning on the wash like to approach Francis but hesitated. He looked at the fruit basket and then at Francis.

"You can go September, you don't have to marry me. You know, I'll probably be in a wheelchair for a long time. If you want to go, you can go. I'll guarantee your life and Amora's."

Francis turned the wheel of the chair until it was close to September. The summer breeze blew in the meadow up to them, hitting the kitchen window. September the Francis.

"Do we make you uncomfortable?" ask September.

Francis was silent, then a few minutes later he muttered.

"I don't want to bother you."

September think of Francis. He wants to argue;

I don't feel bothered.

I want to stay.

I don't want to leave your side.

I want to take care of you.

Loved you.

But all the sentences sound like she's a very cheap woman, expecting Francis to have it. She and her daughter cannot go from one man to another and hope for their mercy. Well, it's over here. He didn't want to leave but couldn't stay.

"Alright, we'll be leaving soon," said September slowly.

Francis was stunned for a moment probably hoping to receive another sentence from September's lips, in addition to the one he had just heard.

And they were both in the kitchen room between the sound breaks, keeping the same beat of grief. September thinks it's all over since Francis woke up. However, the man still had to be treated for too long lying down and a paralyzed condition while quite enough to kill the arrogant Francis Blanco character also collapsed his confidence.

"Hey, why are you still here?" reprimand Claire Luciano for the second time came to visit the kitchen because September felt too long gone. Be aware of the aura of sadness between the two people. "I'll bring the fruit. September please take Francis out!"

Claire picks up a fruit basket, pretending not to understand the situation of two people who look veiled in deep love but seem well hidden beneath the surface. I don't know what's stopping them?

"We will follow" said September. "Can we join the others?" september asked Francis to drive away the grievous in heart and then grab hold of the wheelchair and push Francis out without waiting for the man's answer.

"Mommy and Daddy, Amora wants to have a family photo" Reinha said, winking at Claire Luciano, speaking to a gregetan mimic. The girl was most excited for Amora. He sumringah inexhaustible on the behavior of Amora even though what Amora does is just smile.

"Yey," nodded Claire, clapping as loud as she could. Time to bring those two together.

September and Francis under the gaze that prayed for their happiness, sat next to each other clumsily. Amora in the arms of Francis who stared with the love of a father, squealed small with the typical voices of the babies. Talk to the man who carries her in the language of the heart.

How did Francis let them go?

She did not know about tomorrow and her future, but she has made Amora her daughter today. Francis turned his head in September when the picture would be taken by a photographer.

"Are you really going?" francis asked, hoping to change things.

September looked at Francis a little surprised by the question.

"Just yesterday, I heard the words miss me when he woke up. Today it sounded like we didn't want to stay. I'm so unlucky with a guy who just woke up from a critical. I talked to him on the bleak days, at least hoping he could figure out how I felt." Complained.

"The truth is, I can't be left behind by you and Amora. I really miss you. I'm afraid you changed your mind about us with my current condition."

The right hand grabs the left hand of September which is drooping over the lap.

"I can't possibly beg for your love for me and my daughter, sir," said September tearfully. "I thought .. Is there any way I can stay by your side because we love you?"

"I thought you'd be troubled by my circumstances?" Francis dipped his September fingers. How powerful the September gesture was recorded in memory, kept repeating itself in his mind even in long sleep .., "September" is the name that most often buzzed his head. He doesn't understand the future but when September is with him, things are easy to live for. September was created for him.

"It'll be harder if we split up."

September rests her head on her shoulder and the woman's hands wrap her hands in time to capture the sweet moment.

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