Loved Brondong
Farewell

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As if struck by lightning, Eza could not believe what he had just heard.

Eza held the woman's arm. "Haram's? How can you call it haram? However, the taste comes by itself. If asked to choose, I also do not want to be stuck with this love. But, what can I do?!" Emotions are beginning to take hold of him.

With a single blow, Yasmin removed Eza's hand from him. "Easy! Stay away from me, now! Leave me alone, go!” drive Yasmin away, her hand pointing at the door.

"You think it's that easy? I have feelings too, Dusk. Is it so easy for you to throw away the man you've been sleeping with?!"

Plakk!

A hard slap landed on Eza's left cheek. While it was true, it hurt her self-esteem a little. If likened, she is like a woman who likes mere napsu.

“Jaga your mouth! I'm not what you think I am. Go, go!” yasmin shouted, her voice echoing throughout the room. His eyes began to turn red.

“Then, what kind of woman are you?”

“Ceiling, I said enough, please, stop. Enough to get here. I don't want any more discussion with you. Go!”

“Alright, if that's what you want. I'm leaving, but remember, until I can never forget you. You are the most special woman who has ever been in my life, let me remember you here.” Eza pointed at his chest, his eyes were soft. Regardless, he could not force Yasmin to accept her love.

“Please, don't be like this. Understand it! I won't be able to have a relationship with you, enough is enough. Don't let this all continue. And no more shared words.”

Yasmin went to the door and opened it. He told the man to leave, without a word. Enough, this debate will not produce anything. He avoided the man's eyes. Yasmin had to harden her heart this time, she was forced to be cruel.

Eza relented, he approached Yasmin and hugged the woman, for the last time. Eza hugged her very tightly, for quite a while. The woman let in, she silently stared.

Something he had been holding back from earlier, finally spilled out as well. Yasmin cried without a sound. He could not help but endure the sadness, this separation was also very painful for him. The same thing happened to Eza.

Yasmin pushed the man's body, not wanting too much longer. If he keeps letting in, maybe he'll change his mind. He quickly turned his back to the man. He flicked his hand, telling Eza to leave immediately.

And Eza left without any more words. A very painful farewell, for both.

"Alley." Eza made the woman turn around and look at him. But Yasmin just silently pecked, cross-legged folding both her hands.

Eza retreated slowly, looking at the back of the woman who had just chased him away. Until he reached the doorway, he continued to bathe. "Senja doesn't want to see me at all. Turn around, allow me to see your face one last time."

The man finally expressed his disappointment. “Why are you so cruel, Dusk. Gone for a moment, I want to see your face before I go.”

However, only Yasmin's head was the one Eza saw.

“Is to say just split you can't?”

Yasmin was still shaking.

"All right, I'll go, goodbye, my weapon. My short love story in Bali."

Eza turned around and passed away. After a few footsteps, I heard the door close a little. Eza was silent, pressing his chest that was increasingly tight. His cheeks had also been soaked, a warm liquid that had never fallen from his eyes, today, pouring freely.

A man who has never cried in his entire life, other than crying as a child. Today it became very crybaby because of a woman. Eza let, let him be a weak man for today.

"Goodbye, Dusk," she wrote for the last time.

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