Love In The Hatred
Dreams Are Real

"I miss you, Mark ... I love you." Rosella hugged and clenched from behind, crying and leaning her head on this still-sturdy back. "Don't go again, I need you...."

It was like a dream that often came and disturbed Rosella's sleep at night where she could hug, hold, feel warmth, breathe the masculine fragrance of a man who was never replaced, a beautiful dream that ended in sorrow, every night when he opened his eyes, tears always greeted and accompanied him.

The hug tightened because Rosella was so afraid that this dream would end the way it had been.

"If it's a dream, I don't want to go back to the real world, if it's real I don't want to be away from you, please tell me it's not a dream."

Mark felt the same way, for too long he craved this meeting, Mark was ready if Rosella stayed away from him again, it's okay, as long as he can still see Rosella. But, today it was just different, her fear was unreasonable. This woman hugged him very tightly.

"I don't want any of this to go away either" Mark said, his voice soft even, barely audible. "But what can I do if you want to end it?" The heartache was felt again, imagining Rosella having married.

Rosella's hands began to relax, the eyes that had been closed were perfectly open. Rosella fails to digest what Mark says, until she stands right in front of Mark.

"What's gonna end if our story doesn't start yet, Mark? I will wait for you for 1,000 years until I die and until God unites us. After what we've been through, you still can't believe I love you?" Sella hit Mark's chest.

Sella's love speech sounded like the most beautiful verse Mark had ever heard. "What did you say?" Mark couldn't help but smile.

Rosella toed and whispered. "I love you like a letter you wrote to me." Rosella met with red, she stood up straight again and took the rose from Mark's hand.

Mark smiled, remembering the last letter he wrote to Rosella, his bead did not stop staring at Rose's face.

"So you're not married yet?" Mark just wanted to confirm Rosella's status.

"Because of this you purposely avoided and did not greet me?"

"You guys look so close, that guy even touched your hair. I never did that to you." Mark's face began to pout, as if he was getting jealous.

"You jealous? I didn't expect that the most handsome guy in school could fall in love with the cutest girl" Rosella said.

"You're mocking me?" ask Mark.

"No! Explain what made you fall in love with that geeky." Rosella wants to tease and hear straight from Mark's lips.

"Love doesn't need a reason, it just happens. When those innocent eyes shook my heart, that's where I realized I'd fallen in love with her."

Rosella was moved to hear it. "Then why didn't you say it a long time ago?"

"Because I'm a coward and afraid to end up disappointed, Rose. Didn't I write all that in the letter?"

"Then where have you been all this time? Everyone's talking about your death, even though I can't believe you're not thinking about my feelings?"

"Sometimes, love doesn't just make a loved one happy. If I accidentally hurt you and make you wait, it's because time wants to test how much love between us is. Believe me. I don't want any distance between us, Rose."

"You promise you won't go again, Mark? From today stop guessing because it can cause misunderstandings among us! Ask me what you want to ask me, Mark!"

Silent for a moment, Rosella and Mark were silent under the drizzle that began to wet them.

"May I ask you something?" Mark's face looked more serious than ever.

Rosella nodded.

"I don't need a perfect man to love, Mark. But, I need a man who can protect and willingly sacrifice his life. That man is now standing in front of me, will as you are, I will still love you, Mark .. believe me."

Rosella runs and hugs Mark. "You're right, we have to end it all here. End the misunderstandings that exist between us. Make me yours soon, Mark. I don't want us to waste our time."

Mark stroked Rosella's hair. "You sure you won't regret your decision?"

"No, if we need to get married today." Rosella pulls away and holds Mark's hand. "Let's get married!" bring him.

"Wait a minute!" Mark held Rosella's hand, no matter when it was raining more and more.

"Why see me like that?"

Mark stroked Rosella's cheeks. "You want to grow a mole here?" Mark just wanted to tease Rosella, Rosella's face was already visibly upset.

Rosella brushed off Mark's hand. "I deliberately lost it so you couldn't catch me!" His voice has gone up an octave.

Mark laughs. "Although you can't fool me. Your eyes cannot lie. These beautiful eyes have managed to divert my world." Mark pinched Sella's cheek too fat to see her face. "Here you go, let's go." He took Sella's hand.

Rosella brushed off Mark's hand, she took three steps back by still holding the rose she stretched out her hand and closed her eyes.

"Do you remember this, Mark? Like the letter you wrote, right?" Rosella turned her face as if allowing rainwater to wash over her.

Mark smiled and walked slowly closer to Rosella, their position just when they were in High School first. The difference is now, their relationship is official as a couple. Without saying anything, Mark held Rosella's chin and kissed her lips, despite what Mark was doing, making Sella surprised and opened her eyes but, she did not rebel and enjoyed it. Sella realized, all this was not a dream. Except, the dream came true.

The taste remains the same, Mark still remembers the sweet taste of the lips of the woman he loved. Now, Mark doesn't have to worry about Rosella rebelling again and Mark will make sure no one can interfere or take Rosella away from him.

***

Meanwhile somewhere else. A middle-aged woman looks focused on noticing some photos of Mark in the park with a woman, the look on his face was not read by his ears and still heard what was reported from the guard who had seen Mark in the park not far from home.

At that time, one of the servants reported that Mark had come with a woman. Both of them entered the house wet. This woman rushed to the living room.

"You home yet, Mark? Why go alone?" He saw the girl standing next to Mark.

"I'm fine, Mom!" Mark was limped, led by Rosella to approach her mother.

Rosella hesitated to enter Mark's mansion because she felt their social status was very different. But, Mark insisted and kept convincing him.

"Then I go home, first!"

Mark had not been able to introduce Rosella to his mother, this woman actually wanted to escape.

Mark and his mom saw each other.

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Many typo revised tomorrow, yes. Thank you, brothers.