
It was past noon, Elle had just woken up from her sleep. He scanned around while pinching his dizzy head.
"Reyvan," he muttered as he recalled the bad news Alroy had delivered, a few hours ago.
In a state that was not as sweet as before, Elle began to be able to think clearly. He planned to fly to Barcelona and see Reyvan's situation firsthand. Because after all, Reyvan is like now for helping his family.
"I'll talk to Maverick, "Elle's mind as she moves out of bed.
Without tying or neatly combing her brown hair, Elle rushed out of the room. The next room, where Maverick used to sleep there. Repeatedly Elle knocked on it, but there was no telling from within.
"Mr Maverick wasn't there."
Elle turned her head when she heard the remark, which turned out to be from Kinan. Elle reviewed the curvature of the smile, but did not get a similar reply. Kinan just stared at her for quite a while while implying something else that was elusive.
"Master has been in the reading room since this morning," Kinan continued with a slight frown.
Elle frowning. Kinan doesn't usually behave like that, what's the matter?
Without even wondering, Elle stepped away from Kinan. The goal is a reading room. He wants to meet Maverick to discuss Reyvan's situation, which he believes Maverick knows very well. However, not far away Elle stepped, Kinan had already spoken again.
"Mr Maverick will donate his heart to Mr. Reyvan, so that you can live happily with him. Mrs Elle, I know you don't love Mr. Maverick. Are you sure he feels the same? Although Mr. Maverick is worthless to you, it is not so to others. Please be wise, Madam! It's about life!"
Elle stopped her steps and turned her head for a moment.
"I'm sorry if I'm presumptuous, I just hope you can stop Master's intentions. Although living with Mr. Reyvan is your dream, it should not cost Mr. Maverick his life. I have worked for him for a long time, his life has been a lot of testing. It doesn't seem fair that the end of his life is sacrificed for someone else."
Elle was still unmoved, trying to digest what Kinan had said. Unaware that the woman had left before him.
"I have to talk to her" Elle muttered as she regained her shock.
Then, he took a quick step towards the reading room, which turned out that the door was not locked.
The first time she opened the room, Elle caught Maverick sitting by the window. His gaze was straight ahead and looked empty, like someone who dissolved in daydreams.
Elle took a deep breath before getting closer to it. He realized his conversation later will reveal many things, which might hurt the heart of each side or also each.
"Mas!" call Elle after standing right next to Maverick. He not only called, but also patted the burly shoulder gently.
Maverick turned his head and commented a wry smile, "You're awake?"
Elle's eyes are heating up. The elderly man who became a husband, who every day always treated him well, unexpectedly kept a deep thought. Rela died for her happiness, ahh.
"Why?" maverick asked with a frowning forehead. In Elle's face was a veil of sadness, but blue eyes were fixedly staring at her, as if there was such a strong fear of loss.
Again Maverick smiled wryly, so many berserk things that mess with his heart and mind now.
"I'm sorry .. if my attitude was excessive and offended you. I was just shocked and it took me a bit of time to accept that. But ... I have absolutely no intention of telling you to do that, Mas. I did expect Reyvan to recover, but not by losing you." Elle spoke again, with a firm grip on Maverick's fingers.
Maverick let go of Elle's grasp slowly, then returned to grasping while inching closer.
"Actually you know, right, that I love you?"
Elle flutter. Even though he had suspected that since then, but still made him die of lice.
"Call me a coward who doesn't dare to express feelings in a conscious state. But, it's all because I realize that your love is not for me. And .. proven, you'd rather cover. It's okay, I get it. It might not be easy for you to resist directly."
Hearing Maverick's remark, Elle flinched, "So last night___"
"Yes, I pretended to be drunk. I'm actually very aware of what I'm doing. Whether it's saying love or kissing your lips." Maverick exhaled a rough breath. "For me, love doesn't have to have. Making you happy, that's the top priority. By being my wife, you're not necessarily happy. Other than no love, I am also not like a man in general. So what are we doing together for? Wouldn't it be best if I let you go for Reyvan?" continued.
Elle had trouble swallowing. Read already the feelings that exist between the two, Maverick who harbors love, while he still loves others. Elle could not refute because the circumstances had told her the truth.
"I want you to be happy, Elle," Maverick whispered.
"Then throw away your ridiculous intentions, Mas! Yeah, I admit it's my heart for Reyvan. But that doesn't mean I'm willing to die for him. I want you to be happy too, Mom!" elle said after his heart calmed down a little.
"You'll change your mind if you know the truth. Reyvan got that wound for saving me. If he did not care about me, this time would be healthy and would not have to fight with death. Elle, I'd feel guilty if anything happened to her."
Elle was surprised for a moment. However, it did not shake his heart to approve Maverick's intentions.
"Then what about me, Mom? You and Reyvan did this for me. Imagine if you died just because of that, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself forever." Elle nodded quickly.
"If I keep quiet, Reyvan doesn't survive, Elle. It's not easy to find a heart donor."
"Would you be a donor, Reyvan would be safe? Not one hundred percent of heart transplants are successful, Mas. If it fails, you and him___"
"The risk of failure is quite small" Maverick concluded.
"And if it works, I'm still unhappy. I've been saying since, I don't want to lose you. So if you insist on doing that, maybe .. the rest of my life is just filled with regret. Because I ... became the reason for your death. That's cruel to me, Mom." Elle stared fixedly. I hope Maverick understands what he means.
But the man just nodded. No replying and no nodding or shaking. It was flat, so Elle could not guess the contents of her heart. Stick to the original intention or opt out.
Seriate...