Love for Aira
Please, don't cry

Midnight after his hot night struggle with his wife, Alex is still awake while staring at the sky of the room. While the wife was already lulled into a dream.

Alex sigh*h rough when his memory floated on Jiza's story this afternoon. When he heard his wife's story about the incident that happened in the mall, Alex just kept quiet and decided to think of a way to unite the two humans who love each other but still choose their own egos.

And now he's dizzy because he hasn't got the idea to get the two back together. The only way to help her is to ask someone for help. But who ?

Aaarrggghhh

Alex growled, really this time he was really very dizzy. Who should he ask for help ?

After a long time pensively thinking about thinking who he should ask for help, suddenly a small smile appeared in his lips that had continued to growl annoyed. His smile grew wider when he felt sure that only that person was the only human he could hope to help.

I'm sure he can be invited to work with me.

Alex then went back to lying next to his wife when his mind was now relieved. With a small smile continues to adorn his lips, Alex's eyes began to tighten and finally caught up with the wife who had been asleep in her dreams.

**other Room**

Cleo, who had been unable to sleep since the incident, repeatedly sighed@h rudely. His eyes were heavy with drowsiness but somehow it was hard to compromise. Repeatedly turning his body right and left to make him feel upset himself.

Frustrated by the insomnia that always attacked him, Cleo finally rose from the fall while rubbing her face rough. It's the umpteenth time he's been like this every night. I don't know what happened to his body because almost every night he could never sleep in his sleep and this really tortured him.

Cleo turned on her bedroom lights and walked towards the balcony. Opening the balcony door as wide as possible to make the night wind directly enter his body which was only wrapped in a thin sweater. Instead of feeling cold Cleo actually walked out of the room and stood on the edge of the iron fence with both hands holding on to the iron trellis while staring at the darkness of the night that showed so many stars in the sky.

*Sister Bian*, he muttered softly.

The girl actually felt a very longing for the lover, but a sense of disappointment again came to him when he was about to come to see the lover and try to improve their relationship.

"Am I being too selfish to feel that I'm the only one who's hurt ?"

"Are you starting to hate me now because of my attitude, brother ?"

"I'm sorry I was selfish for never thinking about your feelings. I'm sorry.hiks."

In the middle of the night the girl cried bitterly thinking about the fate of her life. He knew everyone was starting to blaspheme him for his selfish nature of thinking only of himself. But would he be wrong if he was just a little selfish. They do not know what it feels like to be him who is lied to by the people closest to him and that too in a long time.

Cover up the truth about her brother who died saving her. And it was because of that fact that he had to endure suffering all this time. In the blasphemy kinsmen, considered the son of a pesky bearer, exiled even with the heart of his uncle drove him away like he was a beggar.

So where is his selfishness now ? He just wanted to be alone for a moment. Forgetting the series of events that happened to him and began to receive the fateful message that had been outlined for him. But why don't they understand and even assume that he is very selfish.

Cleo really could no longer hold back the tightness that was squeezing her chest as if there was a large stone that was piercing her to make it difficult for her to breathe. And slowly the frail body began to slump down and fall sitting on the cold floor.

Not far from the house, just across the street, a black car parked with its glass windows open, revealing the figure of a man's face in the huddle restlessly. The look of his face looks sad with the gaze of his eyes continues to lead to the figure of the girl who until now still sits leaning on the balcony fence.

"Please don't cry anymore, I really can't bear to see it baby. I wish I could have wanted to come up to you and hold you tight. But your hatred for me rendered me helpless. I can't do anything but look at you from afar. Please stop crying, I'm sorry." His sigh was softly accompanied by tears that had flowed on his handsome but unkempt face.

Bian now does not care if everyone considers him a crybaby, because in fact he always cries every time he sees his lover sad like that. No more men flat and cold as a refrigerator. All there is now is a crybaby and weak man.

"I will wait for you until you can truly forgive me, even for the sake of getting an apology from you I would if you told me to leave you, my dear Cleo." Another imbibing.

Not wanting his heart to be broken even more seeing the state of his lover, Bian finally started his car and passed from Alex's house. It was enough today that he was monitoring the lover, making sure it was okay. Although every day he always saw the sadness of Cleo in front of his eyes.

The roar of Bian's car that drove away apparently attracted the attention of Cleo who was still leaning on the balcony railing of her room. Because the night is already very late and quiet, it is not surprising that the girl can hear the slightest sound even though the distance is a little too far away. Instantly the girl stood up trying to see whose car had just left the place.

"Sister Bian ?" He looked down for a moment with a glued look in surprise.

Seeing the silhouette of the car Cleo was very sure that the car was Bian's, because from the body behind him he had memorized it very much. "He's here ? So all this time the car that was always parked under the tree belonged to Brother Bian ? I thought ---- "

Yes, Cleo had long known that there had been a black car parked under the tree. But he didn't think much of it, because he thought it was just a car that might just need a parking space. Without him realizing that the car belonged to his lover, Bian, because Cleo had never noticed it.

And now when he took a closer look at the whole car, he realized that it was Bian's car. But unfortunately the car had gone a long way before he could get down and approach him.

” By Bian -- ”

**BC**