IT'S NOT MY FAULT TO LOVE YOU
My world, my home, my life

For the first time in five years, Tristan was finally able to stare at that back. The back he used to hug, the back he used to make his place to lean. His ego shouted, his chest rumbling voicing an overwhelming longing. The grip of his hand on the wheelchair he was sitting on was getting stronger. Can he be selfish once again, claiming that the woman still belongs to him?

Kimy stood up and turned around, that smile, that laugh, was still the same, the difference was that at the moment the woman looked more mature and more mature. Beauty does not fade in the slightest it is increasingly radiated with elegance and character that is formed.

In place of Tristan freezing, he is like bewitched by the charm of Kimy for the umpteenth time. Until, those eyes accidentally caught her existence, and "Where, I'm looking for you" Laura's slightly protruding belly covered Tristan's face.

"You deliberately want to show yourself in front of him hm?" Laura whispered, and in a quick motion turned Tristan's wheelchair, pushing it away from it.

At Kimy's place, he was silent for a while when he saw a woman pushing a wheelchair away from where he was. But that was not what he thought, but he seemed to catch the eye of someone he knew. Although at first glance, Kimy seemed to remember the look in the eye, but who?

Kimy shook his head "that's probably just my feeling" he said slowly.

*

"Why are you silent, do you regret the decision you made after seeing it?" Laura still nags at Tristan.

I don't know what Tristan was thinking, ever since Laura took him away, his mind was messed up, Kimy's face, Kimy's smile and everything about Kimy was like dancing in his brain.

"Tristan!"

"I miss him" Tristan replied at last.

Laura gulped her saliva, Kimy's figure was indeed nothing to replace in Tristan's heart.

"You're almost crazy about it"

"I'm still crazy about him"

"Then, what are you gonna do? You want to take it from your sister?"

"You know that's not what I came here for"

Laura shrugged her shoulders indifferently "Who knows if you've changed your mind after seeing her"

"You're gonna help me this time, Lau."

"depends"

Tristan frowned confusedly, he looked at Laura with horror.

Which in the face of the confusion, between fear and misbehavior "Stop looking at me like that baj*ngan"

"Your son needs a father"

"He's got a father from where you know. You're the one who screwed things up"

Tristan smiled undercuttingly "You're sure that you'll still be whole if you go to her and say you're pregnant. The one you and your future son have been fed to his pet"

"Silence bre*ngsek" Laura replied grumblingly.

"Your son would be safer if everyone knew he was my flesh and blood"

Laura sneered.

"The son of a man who was already in Lahat's burrow. Just so you know, everybody knows you're dead"

"It doesn't matter, but my last name is on his birth certificate"

Laura's quiet.

"Lau, you have to live better after this. You just promised me"

"Bre*hsek" Laura threw a small pillow that had been on her lap at Tristan, the corner of her eyes watering. He deliberately wanted to cover it from Tristan. Laura moved on and left Tristan in the room itself.

Tristan's rarity slowly faded away changing with a cold face as usual. In front of Laura he had to pretend to be fine, whereas his heart and soul were crumbling dimly.

"Everything will be fine. Everything should be fine as it used to be, before there was Tristan" he said slowly.

**

"Darling you're still angry?" Gilang hugged Kimy's body from behind. Gilang is currently in his wife's office. He came because he wanted to persuade Kimy.

Kimy took off Gilang's hand link on his stomach "Gapain came here?" she wanted to get away from Gilang but once again her stomach was pulled by her husband until the two now stick perfectly and face each other.

"Because my wife is angry"

Kimy clucked "Who's angry?"

"This beautiful wife of mine"

"Lang I'm tired, loose" Kimy tried to escape, instead of detaching, Gilang actually pushed Kimy's body to stick in the glass window behind him.

"Don't be angry, sorry" whispered Gilang scratched Kimy's neck. Gilang hugged Kimy tightly. Okay Kimy gave up, he threw away his heavy breath.

"I'm what the hell is Lang to you?" Kimy asked slowly, slowly she returned her husband's embrace, she wrapped her hands around Gilang's neck.

Silang slightly distanced his face, Gilang looked at Kimy who was now also looking at him "You are my world, you are my home, you are my life" Gilang replied sounding diplomatic.

"If I were your home, wouldn't you stay there forever?"

"Forever dear" Gilang replied gently with a loving look.

"Receive the donor" asked Kimy with a pleading gaze.

The two were silent for a while with eyes still locking on to each other "I'm afraid of failing Kim" Gilang replied later.

Kimy parsed his embrace, now both his hands moved to Gilang's face. In the face of her husband's eyeballs it "believes in me Lang, it will work. You'll be healthy again, we'll grow up with Jeff and his sister. We'll be happy"

"I'm afraid of losing you dear" Gilang said again.

"I'm not going anywhere" Kimy replied reassuring Gilang.

Gilang was silent, he was silent. Didn't Kimy know that all this time he hasn't been fully possessed by her. His body can be here, but Gilang believes Kimy's heart is not yet 100% for him. Gilang often found Kimy crying silently in the room, although when with him Kimy was always cheerful as usual. Gilang also often hears Kimy's screams and cries in his dreams, calling his brother Tristan's name. So what Gilang deserves to feel afraid of losing, when in reality Kimy can not be fully owned.

Gilang nodded and immediately Kimy's smile appeared.

"Really, you promise?"

"I promise you, this time I won't run away, baby"

**

Nadine's forehead was wrinkled, what she saw was not a dream. A handsome man was sitting on a wheelchair with a mature, slightly distended woman next to him. Nadine slapped her cheek softly, she wanted to make sure once again what she saw.

"Tristan, is it really Tristan. Why is he still alive?" mumbling slowly.

Nadine immediately reached into her phone in the bag and recorded all the activities of the man and the woman.

"You've always been more lucky than me, this time I want to see how you face a fate that seems to be playing tricks on you" he said, continuing to record the two men.

*

"So that means the person doesn't want to know his identity doc? How could he donate his heart to me, what should I thank him with?" Ask Gilang to the doctor who handles his illness.

Kimy nodded justifying the husband's words."Right doc, we can't just take a donor without knowing who's been so nice"

The doctor responded calmly "Pak Gilang and Miss Kimy just exertion, all after the procedure. The donor has the right to hide his identity"

"Can't doc, I have to know who the Donor is" Gilang replied loudly "If the Donor does not want my identity to know, I refuse to accept the donor"

"Lang-" Kimy was slightly surprised by Gilang's remark.

Behind the table, Gilang grabbed Kimy's hand, grasping it as if telling her to calm down.

"I just want to know who the good guy is Doc, I just want to thank you" continued Gilang.

The doctor nodded "Let's ask you first sir"

Seriate...