Love In The Hatred
LOVE IN HATE

"I loved and hated at the same time. Really, it torments my mind."

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"Deliver!" Ozan pulls his hand and accidentally pushes Vlora to a fall in the pool.

The white dress was seen floating in the cold water, even wrapped around Vlora's body. How many meters of depth until Vlora difficult to move and almost submerged.

"Well!" The once violent face now turned anxious. Ozan knew Vlora was not very good at swimming, that second he threw himself trying to reach Vlora.

Mark and Rosella panic at the edge of the pool. They had not expected there to be any commotion in this place.

Vlora still had a cough when Ozan grabbed his hand and embraced it, he felt his body limp plus the dress he was wearing as if he was getting pulled inside.

Ozan moves quickly and tries to bring Vlora to the edge of the pool, successfully bringing Vlora out from the inside. The crowd includes Eric and Sonya.

"Open your eyes, Vlo!" Ozan patted Vlora on the cheek, pressed his chest for first aid but Vlora did not respond at all.

Ozan panicked even more, he pressed Vlora's nose and then gave an artificial breath.

"Save him quickly! This woman is pregnant, Ozan!" chirp Rosella suddenly. "Why are you so careless?" Rosella ripped Ozan's face off.

"Dear calm down." Mark calms Rosella.

"Men always suck at romance. You can do any job perfectly. But, regarding women ck...!" Rosella is upset and worried about Vlora.

Mark chose to be quiet and realized that he would not be able to beat Rosella's duck mouth. Although sometimes his wife is chatty but Mark likes to hear Rose's voice.

Ozan's ears were buzzing, his heart was beating faster, his body was trembling and his eyes were perfectly patterned.

"containing?" Ozan put aside the questions lodged in his head. He should be able to provide assistance to Vlora.

Vlora coughed and let out a liquid from her mouth, her closed eyelids had started to open showing a faint vision.

Ozan hugged and kissed her forehead.

"You managed to scare me, Vlo," he said softly. His heart became relieved even more there was hope that the fetus was his.

***

"You okay?" Rosella went into the room where Vlora was already lying on the bed.

Medics have just examined the condition of Vlora and the fetus in her womb. The result is nothing to worry about. Everything's fine.

Vlora smiled. "Yes. Thanks for the warm clothes."

"It's nothing." Pull up a chair and sit next to the bed. "I screwed up everything. I'm free to talk until Ozan finds out about your pregnancy. Sorry yes."

"The lady is not wrong. I know sooner or later Ozan will realize it. But, it won't change anything." Vlora's voice was still soft and weak.

Rosella clasped Vlora's hand, as a woman she could feel the heartache Vlora felt. But, leaving Vlora alone like this was not the right time.

"You know, Vlo .. I've been in more pain than you have. Being treated unfairly, considered weak, considered a woman****** and more hurtful is, the man I love is a source of trouble in my life."

There was a pause for a moment, Rosella smiled imagining the past.

Rosella looked into Vlora's eyes.

"Without me knowing it, the man I hated was willing to sacrifice his life for me. Sometimes, we don't know how much love we have if the relationship hasn't been tested. So did I, I realized everything after I almost lost her. Luckily, God still gives us the chance to be together, I hope, and so do you, Vlo. I don't want to praise that guy. Because I'm sure you know more about him."

"Shall I give her a second chance?" Why Vlora became afraid to regret the decision to stay away from Ozan. What else does this child need a father. When Ozan touched his stomach, it made his little heart happy.

A simple touch, yet comfortable.

"There's no harm, is there?" Rosella stroked Vlora's hair. "Don't be afraid, you're not alone. I'll teach him a lesson if he messes with you and hurts you."

Vlora laughed loosely, the burden of thought that he had been carrying seemed to be destroyed.

While outside the room. In another room.

Ozan was surprised to hear Mark's explanation. Mark knew where Vlora was. In fact, without his knowledge. Mark and Rosella secretly meet with Vlora.

"I persuaded him to meet you, Ozan. But you know, right? Women are the most difficult creatures of God to understand. Not wanting to be forced, not wanting to be left behind, not wanting to come along. So, I think you better pick her up yourself."

Mark was dizzy, his love story was full of drama. Now, you have to deal with Ozan's love story.

"In fact, I was a victim too." Eric chimed in, he pointed at his bruised face.

"It should be a beautiful night for us. But, so the worst night!" Sonya grumbled while compressing her husband's face.

Ozan felt shunned. "Who told you to make me angry? I thought you were Vlora's future husband. It turns out my sister-in-law's candidate!"

Erick threw a wet cloth at Ozan. "You think I'd have a cruel sister-in-law like you? Don't get married to see if Vlora's gonna puke!"

If not the prospective brother-in-law, Ozan added more bruised on Eric's face. That guy could scare her.

"So, Vlora is pregnant? I am thankful that my work that night was sweet. There's a second chance for me!" Ozan still has hope.

"Go see Vlora. I've spoken to him. You have to accept whatever the decision is, later." Rosella came suddenly. Then he stood next to Mark." Honey, we've been here too long, Marsel must be looking for us" he said.

Mark and Rosella are gone.

Ozan doesn't want to waste time. Whatever the decision, Ozan is entitled to the child that Vlora conceived. At any time the blood relationship will not be eliminated.

Ozan opens the door to Vlora's room, seeing Vlora lying on the bed. The woman's eyes were still open staring at the ceiling in the room.

"May I come in, Vlo?"

Vlora turned a glance, then changed his position to turn his back on Ozan.

Ozan smiled wryly and sat on the edge of the bed. For a moment there was silence between them. Still in a sitting position, Ozan placed his palm on Vlora's stomach.

Vlora was surprised and glanced at Ozan's hand.

"Is there a second chance for me, Vlora?" asked Ozan, his voice sounding trembling.

***

No love, huh? What are we doing, Bang Ozan?