My Guardian Angel (The Dust of Love)
Chaptre 42. Please, Don't Go!

Dousing bloody wounds in the arms using intravenous fluids, Archilles Lucca cleansed the tear by a sharp samurai's sabetage.

He patrolled into the Hellton Pascalito bunker as a routine task shared between himself, Axel Anthony and Raymundo Alvaro; he was instead besieged by several people.

Anna Marylin is only trapped in the ruse of marrying Hedgar Sangdeto, in fact Hedgar still wants H's death. Fighting was inevitable even though Lucky Luciano and Axel Anthony then came to help, Archilles Lucca was already a lot of injuries scratched. Most fatal in his arm. Other incisions on his body will heal on their own.

Mr. Hellton Pascalito must be moved immediately even though no one can go inside and hurt Mr. Hellton, still, the man can't stay there much longer. Cheryl is left one-on-one, but any risk-prone actions do not even bring death to Dr. Cheryls.

Biting the gauze roll, prepare the needle and thread. The wound is not stitched now, of course, it will cause the tear wider, the bleeding will not stop. Trying to limp, distract. Close your eyes, fulfill your resolve.

What followed was a growl of pain when the needle pierced the inner tissue. The Archilles' breath was hunting, just keep going. When he finally could not stand it, he stopped the activity while the blood had stained the bed.

The archilles begin to chew gauze, continue to sew the outer skin. Pain penetrates all over the nerves, the more suffering it is to remember the unreachable love. A feeling that should be killed by his own hands.

When he was done, he groaned in pain on the bed, lying between blood, suffocation and hunger. He will take pain medication and antibiotics, before he needs to eat. Body is carefree, he's starting to have a fever.

Challenging the white ceiling of the bedroom, the atmosphere is so quiet, too quiet so that the ears can listen to the rhythm of the heart beating at the temple, d3s4h breath also the indeterminate sound of the stomach grinding the air.

The phone rang in the private lane, quite startled himself.

"Your photos have been taken care of," welcome BM from across.

"Thank you."

"You know there are almost 20 orders entered in the account Lucca; from all corners of the world.8 men's account b1s3ksu41, make you a gambling bet, the rest some women who are going to hold s3-s parties and other wives of important people want you as a gift. If everything is served, you know ..., you could be a billionaire in a month." BM tease. "Some accounts even clearly leave a message willing to pay you any amount as long as you want to scene s-s in the open."

The world is getting darker, the more broken it is.

"Is my face very m3sum? Should I keep a long beard to the ground?"

"Your photom left some kind of wild mark in the eyes of other users."

"Delete that account! Clear up my photo problem just like in the photos of Miss Arumi!"

"I did. I didn't delete the account, I replaced Itzik Damian's photo," BM replied, sounding berg4ir4h. "When primitive tribes find the white man, boom, he'll stop bothering you."

"Great."

"By the way, I've found a good place to spend the rest of your life, Lucca."

"really?"

"As you wish. I sent your CV to the principal. And yes, congratulations you were accepted as a teacher of economics level one and two for a year ago will be transferred to a region that can absorb your energy and knowledge. Their students are not so much. You've been summoned to the abbot in these two weeks."

Archilles let out a long sigh, between happy and not. From the beginning, he had indeed vowed to go behind the castle walls, just repair himself. Promises to man can be denied, to God you will not try, right?

"alright. I hope Mr. Pascalito wakes up in a few days. I'll finish my business as soon as possible. BM, that means, we need to find Anna."

"I'll give you good news today."

Get up and clean yourself. Wearing a sweater and changing pants. Dizzy head, his body is not okay especially the bedroom smells of rancid for Archilles Lucca more nauseous. Clean up using only one hand. He brought all the dirty clothes into the laundry room, put them in the washing machine. While waiting for his clothes, he headed for the employee's kitchen.

His forehead shriveled slightly, the main kitchen of the mansion brightly lit then he saw some kitchen utensils flying in the air.

Like there was a fight!

What the hell's going on?

Archilles Lucca breaks down the intention of making food even though his stomach sounds like a worn-out fan in his room at Grenny's house. It settles - settles into the kitchen. Peeped.

"Mrs, I really love your Son." Requesting understanding.

"No!" Hard impact. "Do you have no mirrors at home? Be glazed! Look at your face, my God, you're no match for my son." Turning rough, antagonistic, nasty.

Archilles Lucca moved now in the kitchen doorway. His hands are in the pockets of his pants. Miraculously he felt fine just watching Miss Arumi's behavior. At one in the morning and her employer was playing drama in the kitchen. Miss Arumi was too absorbed in the role that she did not realize she was sneaking into the kitchen.

"Madam, I'll try my best to be with her!" Kneel down, hand valve in front, weld.

Sutel was thrown into the air, the girl jumped up and caught, changing her countenance very quickly. Standing tall, powerful, bossy. Sutel was pointed at the place where he had knelt earlier.

"I don't want to hear anything! Here's the money ...," throw in a few packs of coffee, "I think it's enough for you to start a new life. Leave my Son because I will marry my son to a girl of my choice."

"Mrs, just take your money. I can't take it. My love can't be bought." Back kneel.

"Oh, Miss ..., do you think I'm blind? You're with my son for money!"

"Mrs .., I really love her with my whole body!" Down, sobbing.

"Cuts!Cut off!Cut!" Imitate Chris Evans, the director. "Arumi Chavez, don't get too emotional! The result looks you overacting (lebay)."

"Yes, Chris Evans" grumbled Arumi Chavez. "You can play your own character in your drama. After all, this drama is too ordinary. The storyline is easy to guess. No challenge at all. Why does the average drama have to contain model-in-laws like this? They're scarier than water monsters."

Stomach chanting. Conscious ..., picking up coffee.

"After all, I have to go back to the real world and cook something. My stomach rang like a lumberjack machine. No one's listening to me, no assistants, no friends."

"I'm here" continued Archilles Lucca, holding up one hand, smiling thinly at the lips.

"Oh, yes yes." Very, very surprised, hitting the chest slowly. Arumi's eyes glowed. "I forgot there's someone who's always been there for me besides Ethan Sanchez. Let's give a big round of applause, Mr. Archilles Lucca ...." Arumi's hand waved in front of the body slightly bent, one leg crossed, bending. Their smiles.

"What are you doing at this hour, Miss?" Ridiculous on her own because Miss Arumi was clearly nagging her stomach was ringing out loud.

"I'm hungry. You alone?"

"Yes, I'm hungry too. Didn't you have dinner last night? Isn't there a romantic date? I'm imagining a table and a candlelight, and your handsome girlfriend is staring at you with a million loves in her eyes?" Something vibrates the heart filled with pain, hurt added deeply. In delusion ..., the man was himself. Depressing.

"What .., we broke up" said Arumi Chavez gruntingly breaking a few eggs. The crack of the egg shell sounded fused with the ringing of Miss Arumi's lips. Arumi Chavez's beautiful face dropped dramatically.

"Why did it happen? Was it because of a small problem yesterday? Do you give up easily? Doesn't love need to be fought?"

Lucca ... Lucca ..., love needs to be fought while you plan to take a thousand steps!

"We're taking a breath, I'll give Ethan my answer today."

"How come? Mr. Ethan ..., carrying you home?"

"Come here! I'll tell you later. It's complicated, my mood's too. I'll cook us something."

Archilles Lucca approaching the dining table.

"What will you cook?"

"You know .., there's a recipe that's been programmed since we were born."

"What's that?" ask Archilles Lucca to astonish. He just heard this theory.

"Eggs scrambled," said Arumi Chavez confidently. "You know .., we don't need the skills to make it. Look it!"

Arumi's two fingers pointed at Archilles' eyes two taps and then at his own eyes ended up on the pan.

Arumi Chavez heat the butter until it melts, insert a piece of Bombay onion whose model is irregular. His style of sauteing makes Archilles Lucca smile amused, attractive. It seems like earlier, Miss Arumi first learned to hold the sutel before turning on the stove. Onion bombai withered girl pour slices of sausage that also cut carelessly. Stir again.

"Well, here it is!" Arumi Chavez shakes the eggs in a bowl until they are frothy. "Do you see this, sir? The sausage began to stiffen and change color. Let's pour some eggs."

A delicious aroma perched in the air.

"Time to mess!" added Miss Arumi Chavez. Stirring recklessly, enjoying the riots he made. "Look, they're in a mess."

"You make scrambled eggs or fight with a frying pan, miss?" archilles finally laughed.

"Oh, did you see the results?"

"Yes yes I see, this is called a topsy-turvy egg. The way you hold the sutel is amazing, Miss."

"Thank you for the flattery. Take it easy no need to bribe me, Archilles. I'll give you a big portion."

Archilles smiled wider throughout the conversation. "Thank you for your concern, Miss Arumi."

"You happy?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Miss Arumi took out two plates as well as a loaf of bread. Fill vegetable sheets, tomato pieces, scrambled eggs into bread and cover again using a layer of leftover bread. Learn very fast.

"You're getting frisky!"

"Oh, in your eyes it looks like that. I'm not sure I can, let alone in front of Mrs Sanchez. You know ..., I lost all my ability when I was dealing with Mrs Sanchez."

Archilles had no deal. Miss Arumi may be too inferior, easily intimidated by her own feelings. Mrs Sanchez in Archilles' judgment only looks like Martha Via, loves her son wholeheartedly and will do her best as a main supporter.

"Maybe, Mrs Sanchez is very emotional judging you. And instead you keep too much anxiety. Unfortunately, the two of you subconsciously shared that harmony."

"Why do such feelings arise?" asked Arumi Chavez already knew the location of the problem still moaning.

"The beginning of the meeting is not so memorable as it keeps the wounds in the past. Mrs Sanchez has been through a lot of hardships, I think. He's easily sensitive to offending anything related to your family."

"I stood up and bowed apologetically for the negligence my ancestors had done. I'll stop taking money from my mother and charge myself for my efforts."

"Miss .., Mrs Salsa no longer uses crime as a moneymaker. This family has a lot of factories that are developing right now."

"Oh, Archilles, I don't want to deal with my grandfather's money anymore. Horrifically. I'll work hard. Well, let's eat!"

"Look delicious! Passion, Miss!"

"Try it first."

They both bite the bread.

"Lumayan," praises Archiilles, "For a beginner's size."

Chewing in silence.

Miss ..., I'll leave you here. Take care and be happy!

No no no, Lucca don't do this!

Archilles Lucca stared at his master who was enjoying the food.

"Is something wrong?" ask Arumi Chavez. "What's not good?"

Archilles Lucca shook his head, got a tissue box and thrust it at Miss Arumi. Archilles held the glass tightly.

"In the next four days, we will continue to practice martial arts for an hour a day. Economics lessons after dinner."

"Em, I don't really like martial arts. Will there be you, why would I trouble myself, Archilles? Besides, we've been practicing a lot."

Arumi Chavez involuntarily nodded, staring at Archilles Lucca.

"Archilles," said Arumi Chavez lifting his chin. "You hurt me." The plate was pushed away.

Archilles Lucca tilts head, astonished.

"Why look at me like you're leaving me?"

Archilles Lucca at a loss for words.

"Em, Miss .., actually my grandmother is sick. I have to go home and take care of her." Trying this way, digging pity in Arumi's heart to release himself. For the future of all heads, in particular Miss Arumi and herself.

Being on the side of Arumi Chavez brings Archilles Lucca in happiness as well as distress. Never felt alive and free for decades until he saw Arumi Chavez smiling.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. Where's your grandma?"

"Somewhere" replied Archilles Lucca.

"I have an idea, Archilles! What if, we bring your grandmother here and hire a trained nurse to take care of her? You'll stay with him here."

Archilles Lucca shakes. "I have a sister too."

"No problem, Zefanya can transfer schools here. I'll find you the best school."

What am I supposed to do?

I can't help you because you lied*!

"Archilles Lucca!" Arumi Chavez squinted both eyes, low intonation clear voice

suspect something. "You're lying, right?"

"Let's forget it, Miss!" the Archilles eventually.

"Yes, forget it unless your grandmother is really sick. Don't you run away from me, Archilles."

"Miss .., go to sleep. In a few hours you have to go to school."

"That's right," nodded Arumi. "I was drowsy when I just woke up" complained Arumi Chavez. "I think I'm just gonna go back and forth in bed think about what answer I'm gonna give Ethan Sanchez."

"You rejected Mr. Ethan once, then there will be many girls willing to wait for him. Are you willing to go to school and see her with another girl?"

"The following must be the dream girl," a little agitated, helpless.

"Want to hear my opinion?" ask Archilles Lucca.

"I kept hearing you until my fingers blistered with tempura oil."

"This once."

"All right."

"You're very compatible with Mr. Ethan."

Arumi brushed her own hand in front of her face.

"I continue to believe in you, Archilles Lucca. Why keep pushing me?" Asked in a tone as if he knew everything. "You're hiding something!"

"No, I didn't do that, Miss." Archilles Lucca lost his mind, mende-ah. "All right, I'll try to keep quiet. Now go back to your room, Princess!" archilles said firmly. "Sleep and just think about your lesson, okay? I'll clean the tools."

"Yes yes," nods Arumi Chavez, "beautiful dream, Archilles!"

Just turning around the body swing two steps, stopped, found Salsa Diomanta standing at the door to the kitchen.

"Arumy?!"

"Yes, Mom. I'll go back to sleep." Arumi continues to step up to Salsa.

"Have you eaten?"

"Yes, Mom, lacquered eggs. Is Mom hungry too? Unfortunately, that portion was just the two of me and the Archilles."

"No," said Salsa rubbing Arumi Chavez's head gently. "Go to sleep!"

"See you later! Good night, Mom. Good night, Archilles Lucca."

"Good night, Miss," said the Archilles immediately carrying the dirty dishes to the wash, wishing that Lady Salsa would say good night and pass.

For a few minutes Salsa Diomanta remained standing in the middle of the kitchen, waiting for Archilles Lucca to be finished.

"How's Hellton?"

"Not good, Madam!"

"Everybody's gonna move tomorrow. I'll bring my brother here, Archilles. Enough is enough!" mrs Salsa said.

"Okay, Madam."

"Make sure everything goes well, Archilles."

"Okay, Madam."

"Have a good rest, Archilles," said Lady Salsa about to leave."

"Mrs ..., can I have a minute for you?"

Salsa Diomanta turned around, eyebrows slightly raised.

"This may not be the right time .., but I need to tell you that I will resign as Miss Arumi's bodyguard."

Salsa Diomanta looked at Archilles Lucca, flat before changing to something more complicated.

"When did you go?" madam Salsa asked inexplicably the implied expression on her face.

"Fastly, Madam," said Arcilles. "I'll finish my job in a week or two."

Silent.

Salsa breathes strongly, shrugs shoulders, exhales. "Find a way ..., give understanding to Arumi. Don't let Arumi look for you later and corner me."

"Good, Mistress. I'll give you half my salary back."

"No need!" prevent Mrs Salsa quickly.

There's no sound.

Then ...,

"May I know your purpose after coming from here?"

"I'm sorry, Madam." Archilles. He tells Salsa that the Archilles intend to disappear.

Back silence.

"Good luck" Salsa said, deciding not to know where Archilles Lucca was going.

Long after Lady Salsa disappeared, Archilles Lucca was still glued to the kitchen, staring at the bench Arumi Chavez was sitting on.

Breathing out heavily. Kitchen lights off. Step back into the laundry room. Look at his body on the glass.

He said ..., men don't have feelings .. explain what this hurt part is? The entrance was made of glass. He took his clothes out of the machine excited. The door closed behind him. The archilles reflex turned.

Arumi Chavez was standing there.

"Miss ..., why are you here?" archilles Lucca didn't expect Arumi Chavez to eavesdrop on the conversation in the kitchen. Obviously, his hopes were empty.

The face was without a smile, just staring coldly and blankly. There were wounds in his eyes, there were cries in his heart.

"You promised you wouldn't leave" said Arumi Chavez.

"Miss ..., I do have to go in the end."

Quiescent.

"alright. You can go!" arumi Chavez's nods were angry and disappointed. His voice shook as his mouth opened again. "Goodbye, Archilles." Turn fast, not counting the distance of the door, too hasty. Or maybe something blurry vision until the glass looks unreal.

BRACKET!

Hit the hard glass door.

"MISS?!" archilles Lucca shouts a hand at Arumi's waist just to be pushed hard. The Archilles did not give up but Arumi rejected the Archilles rudely. Arumi Chavez pushing the laundry room door. Going out without a word.

Following the will of the heart, Archilles Lucca's right hand circumference Arumi's waist pulled in a single jolt before Arumi Chaves had time to leave, clutching from behind.

The next few minutes there was only silence. Archilles Lucca drowned in Arumi's hair. His left hand was worn around Arumi's neck. He could then feel the droplets of tears falling on the back of his hand. The longer it gets wet.

"I'm sorry, Miss!" the Pinta Archilles Lucca sank deeper. He could not explain that he was in more pain.

"It's worse, I believe you."

"Don't cry, please! Everything's gonna be fine. I won't be seen again, but I'm not just gone. I will always be next to you in a different way. I will pray for your success and your happiness. You just have to trust me."

"I just need to see you by my side!" Changed sobbing.

"I'm sorry I hurt you. This is something I have to do to change my old self. I have a black side in the past I need to fix. You're giving me more reason and purpose."

"Please, don't go! Lately, when you're not around, I always wake up early as if something bad was after me."

Miss Arumi has said this a few times.

"Everything will be fine. We have one or two weeks. Stand up straight and practice, you'll start traveling alone."

"I don't know how" complained Arumi Chavez. "If you go away I'll be lonely."

Archilles Lucca releases a hug, twisting Arumi's body to turn to her, wiping away all the tears.

"Go back to a time where ..., we have not met. You just rely on Mr. Ethan. Do it from now on. You'll be fine without me."

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