Lady Rose, His Lover
Sorry Mother!

A team of White Tigers followed towards the scene, where they heard the loud, explosive sound.

No need to wait any longer, no need to rethink. Nor did they become pessimistic and lose hope. However, from the way Zayn was desperate and frustrated, things happened, as if clearly, in plain sight.

No voice, no communication. In such a tense state, everything seemed to have the same instincts. Everything was moving in the same direction, just, with a single look.

Brak~!

Brak~!

Brak~!

Compactly, the line of black SUV cars made a loud noise, when everyone who entered it closed the door, loudly.

Hurried by frustration and fear, they finally, went from there. In the silence that casts gloom.

At this time, Anggie, who was about to throw himself into the sea, wanted to find a figure, deliberately drowned himself, and finally, decided to come along.

After all, everyone involved, were important people to him. Relly also reminded, if, there is no hope, for Zayn, for them to find. With thinning lips, as well as a weak head, Relly reminded this.

After closing his eyes tightly, after exhaling a heavy breath. Anggie tried to rearrange her feelings. Although, at this moment, it was still smashed into pieces within it.

Like a mirror, stoned.

Aye! There are people they must prioritize, their safety first. They must be sure of their situation, at this time.

Blanketed with grief, Anggie finally follows the shadows of Relly and Baz.

If, while departing, Anggie is sitting in front, next to Relly.Then, at this time, he chooses to sit on the back bench. While contemplating everything that happened, while continuing to hope and pray, hopefully, Mr. Ben and Rose are still safe.

Clearly, all the faces that were moving, now, none of them, were not tense.

***

Meanwhile, on the edge of the ravine, Rose was still trying to defend herself, with the grip that Ben gave her. Even though, his body was starting to feel exhausted.

As a result of physical torment, as well as his inner.

Remember that! Rose is a pregnant woman. Physical and psychic, unlike healthy women in general.

Seeing his lover, the person he loved so much, the father for his future son, one day, died, how not to hurt his entire body soul. His mind must be very tormented.

Miraculous and ironic. If, he was selfish, perhaps, he would overtake Ben, plopping down onto the edge of the reef, then, live and die together.

But her maternal instincts had already appeared, even though Rose was still pregnant young. It has a strong defensive action, to maintain the fetus in its stomach.

Alright, if indeed he was tired of living in this world! Or, she could not live, without her love!

However, the developing fetus in the stomach has the right to stay alive. Even he had not tasted, the pleasure of inhaling, so much air, in this real world.

“Aaakhhh... aaakhhh...,” weeping bitterly Rose echoed on the edge of that reef. His agonizing cry, led to the bottom of the abyss, which was an ocean. And I don't know how deep.

If only, beneath them were the shoreline, with a vast expanse of sand stretching out, surely, Rose could still see Ben's body at this time.

Whether, the man survived or not. Whether, his lover, still alive or not.

With the sea water and the fierce waves, Rose really could not see anymore, the form of her lover, at this time.

It's like Ben, disappearing into the earth. However, there is a side of him, who cannot accept this reality. He still hopes, if, his lover is still safe and alive.

It's possible, Ben, right now, is taking refuge somewhere, down there. From the roar of the waves that slapped the coral, so hard. From the visible sea water, it began to tide back.

Rose, still expecting a lot of things. Still trying to think positively, though in fact, it is a denial, which the subconscious does.

“Ben!!”

“Ben!!”

In fact, Rose was still trying to shout, calling out her name. I still wish someone would answer his call.

When, already feeling safe and steady with his position, Rose then turned her head. Follow her head against the rock.

While continuing to cry. Continuing his pill groan with a loud voice. He wanted to fight the loud noise, the pounding of the waves, which was so loud. He still wanted to, Ben heard his voice, from down there.

“Ben!”

“Ben!”

His mouth, as if unable and without choice, to mention another vocabulary, other than, that name. His tongue was a tongue, to say something else.

His chest and shoulders moved, following the rhythm of the sobs, which he released, as it were. While continuing to chant Ben's name, it was as if it was a spell.

Spell, to restore, the figure of the person he loved so much. Studded, melted tears.

Really, is no one coming? According to what Ben said, right now?

The melt of tears was getting more and more flooded, as he thought about this.

Rose realized it, right now. Along with the excruciating pain and grief, in her heart, Rose growled.

“AAAKKHHH!” angry shouting.

So, this was the plan that Zayn had prepared, for them?! This was, the reason why while in the villa earlier, nothing, something bad happened to the two of them.

Because, because out there, along this road, they have closed access, and can only be passed by both of them.

“Heehh... hh... hh...,” In the intercession of her cries, Rose smiled wryly. His lips trembled, a jumble of pain and anger that had just come.

And then, he remembered. If something is growing, developing, in her womb. Rose closed her eyes, hard again.

On the one hand, he was very angry, sad, and devastated. But on the other hand, he remembered not to have excessive emotions, because it would affect the development of his fetus.

Though, Rose still wanted to cry, Rose still wanted to scream. Evaporate a mixture of feelings, which could have made him, to be a madman, and not sane.

“Ben... hiks... hiks...,” groaned while holding back tears, so as not to echo anymore. “I have to how, Ben?!” His head that was leaning back, back and forth, turned away in fret.

Even so, he was eager to throw himself in, right now.

The despair he had experienced, had already reached his limit. Rose had lost hope, if only she would survive.

“How, if, we catch up with you?” ask her own question while looking down. As if talking to Ben, who had already plunged into the sea water.

We! Him and their future son! How, if Rose and the foetus in her belly caught up with Ben, then they could live together, in heaven.

It seems, it's better. Rather than having to, continue to be tormented like this.

Memories, memories, flashes, about how Ben died, keep ringing in the mind. And that, dented his hopes, until it was gone.

“Honey!” The woman, trying to talk to her future child, stroked her flat stomach. He did so, trying hard, holding back the tears. “What if, we follow your father?”

“You won't blame mom, right, for not giving you a chance to breathe air, in this world?” As she asked that question, Rose grew more and more into her cries.

Then he could not, and closed his eyes again.

Really, too! He felt very bad, talking like that.

Rose was confused again, her frustration was becoming more and more so.

“Please, forgive mom, yes, darling! Mom, just don't know, what mom should do, this time!” He rubbed his stomach again, with his head bowed, looking.

And right, right then and there, a voice called out, from above.

“ROSE!!”

With sweat and tears mixed in, the woman raised her head.

Seriate…