My Hate, the Water of His Eyes (The End of A Taste)

My Hate, the Water of His Eyes (The End of A Taste)
Make Me Like A Princess


The Last 3 Chapters


Hi. friends readers all, healthy greetings yes. Does anyone know or have heard of the SONG SIMPONI BLACK sung by SHERINA MUNAF?


If possible, I would like advice to listen to the song before continuing to read the last 3 chapters and if possible give more advice to read it while horrifying the song more steady.


Happy reading yes...


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"Oh... Shit!!


Someone who just got off the plane cursed all out. Since entering the plane to get off the plane, how many times he was upset because of various annoying things happened to him.


Just imagine, when checking in, the officer who checked the completeness of the document reprimanded Bima for her open jeans zipper, unfortunately the officer was a beautiful young woman. Upon arrival in the plane Bima immediately landed the buttocks in his chair followed by a man whose path waved and the wood sat beside Bima.


The style and tone of the wooden man made Bima feel nauseous every time she was spoken to. The flight that took more than twenty hours seemed like twenty years felt Bima. If made a choice, Bima would prefer to hear the nagging mama Mila than the voice of the man sitting next to her.


And at this time, Bima again cursed when he was about to get off the plane a small child accidentally spilled chocolate milk and hit his white sneakers.


"Hi buddy? I miss you" Ben who came to pick Bima up to the airport immediately ran over and hugged her. "Finally, after all these years we can meet again."


"Thank you for the trouble of having to pick me up. It's my first time so I don't understand that I have to be alone."


"It's your words like this that make me feel bad. It's not much you've done before."


Bima is a year older than Ben but the age of both are the same. Because something makes Ben frustrated and will end his life on campus. Luckily, Bima was passing behind Ben's faculty until Ben's plan to end his life by consuming a bottle of sleeping pills was thwarted. Since then, the relationship between the two has been close and good.


"What about her, is she okay?" Bima is impatient and curious to know everything that happens as long as Leo is there.


"Of course, it's hard for me to say that, too. I guess after they met then there was no problem anymore but quite the opposite. Never mind, it's better to just look at it directly. He was already such a dazed fool at this moment."


Nearly an hour later, the two of them arrived at the hotel, right at Leo's doorstep.


"I'll get back to work. If you need anything, just call me. I think you two have something to talk about, too. I can't bear to see it."


"Thank you, Ben."


Bima pressed the doorbell of Leo's hotel room for a moment. The door opened after Bima waited for about five minutes.


"You?"


Leo gasped to see Bima standing in front of the door. Leo thought the one who came was Ben, he saw left and right but there was only Bima there.


"Come in" let Bima into her room.


Bima pulls her suitcase inside, Leo's disheveled and messy face is captured clearly by Bima. When going to put his backpack on the table, Bima saw the wedding invitation letter and not to play surprised Bima read the two names listed there, two names that he knew.


Isn't this for tomorrow?


Bima turned to Leo who was already curled up on the bed. Hugging his own body, Leo looked so pitiful to Bima.


"Sir, are you okay? Do you need anything?" ask Bima carefully.


"Em, take him for me now. I need him, I need him now."


Those words were already spoken by Leo. Same sentence and same request. Doubt Bima approached Leo who was curled up in a blanket that only showed half his body up.


"Have you eaten, sir? What you-"


"I ate, don't mind me. You also came because Mila's mom wanted you to take me back? You're all the same!"


"Sorry, sir."


"Be quiet, I want to sleep. I'm tired, tomorrow is an important day so I need a break."


Bima was standing by the window, the beautiful scenery in front of her was so bland. It seems he was wrong to tell the whereabouts of Shera and Fandy who are in this country. The goal that wants to make Leo happy is quite the opposite. Bima regretted her own actions.


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The night had turned morning, Syera lazily and was forced to follow Fandy who brought her breakfast so quickly. She was not at all tasteful, she simply filled her stomach with a piece of bread and a cup of warm tea.


Upon their return from breakfast, Syera found several people in the hotel room smiling as if they had been waiting for her arrival.


"Come in and I'll be out for a minute."


Syera stepped heavily, the wedding dress she tried yesterday was already there. Such a beautiful wedding dress as if joined in crying to see the misfortune of Syera.


After cleaning her body, Syera sat in front of the dressing table where there are various tools and beauty products that will be applied on her face.


In the bathrobe Syera began to be decorated and dressed. It was up to her that the two makeup artists would decorate her hair and face, Syera did not care. Several times the makeup artist asked if there might be a hairstyle or makeup that wants to apply but not a little Syera replied.


Both makeup artists finally decided on their own hair and makeup models that they thought would be suitable for Syera. Several times also the makeup artist sighed because Syera's tears continued to flow to damage the makeup sweep on her face.


One of the makeup artists gave Syera an understanding that they were only doing their job and asked Syera for cooperation until their task was completed. Syera ran to the bathroom and roared in it.


Sick and broken, that's what Syera continues to feel. He cried and cried so badly that he damaged the makeup that was not perfect.


"Sister Leo...?!" shouts of Syera filled the bathroom, calling the man she loved so much. Both the makeup artist and the designer who handles the wedding dress Syera can only be silent to hear the sound of screams cry Syera from inside the bathroom.


Nearly thirty minutes later Syera cried in the bathroom, after which she came out with a smile. Her face was also clean from the broken makeup. Syera commented a smile at the two makeup artists and sat back in front of the mirror. Syera is ready to be re-enacted.


"Make me like a princess" said Syera still with her smile.


The two makeup artists just looked at each other and then did what they wanted while the designer who waited for Syera to finish in makeup could feel if the bride who would wear her dress was sure forced to do her wedding.


Syera looked at her face that had just finished dressing. Then Syera was directed to wear a wedding dress with the help of a designer.


"Keep your smile, this is your day. You look so beautiful with this wedding dress" said the designer.


The designer guided Syera and turned her body to face the mirror.


"As you wish before, you look like a princess. Be a happy princess with your prince. I'm happy for you."


The congratulations that Syera heard were heartbreaking. A speech that should make a bride blush and happy but not for Syera.


Syera looked back at her face in front of the mirror. Sure enough, Syera saw her appearance reflected like a princess in a fairy tale. His flat face made him smile but could only last a while.


Before long Fandy had come back and saw Syera who was finished in the ornaments. Fandy smiled with satisfaction at the appearance of Syera. The three men who had helped Syera left the room because of their completed duties.


Fandy approached Syera and stood on the right side of Syera, both facing the mirror in front of them.


"Pretty. You're very pretty," praised Syera's appearance. "I'm lucky to have you. Trust me, we'll live happily ever after."


"Nobody will live together forever. There is death that will separate one of them first" said Syera pressed her sentence.


Fandy could see the face of Syera displaying dislike in his words.


"Wait a minute, I won't be long to get ready."


Fandy helps Syera sit down and goes straight into the bathroom to clean herself up. No need for long Fandy was out using a white towel wrapped around his waist.


So relaxed Fandy walked behind Syera, took her clothes on the bed and checked if everything was complete.


Syera closed her eyes as Fandy took off the towel on her waist, something Fandy had never done while with Syera despite their long stay together.


Although he turned his back to Fandy but Syera could see what he did from the reflection of the mirror in front of him.


"Open your eyes, I am your future husband who in a matter of hours will soon be your husband."


Syera opened her eyes, she noticed Fandy who was busy wearing her clothes.


"I find it hard to do it myself" said Fandy, reaching out his hands toward Syera.


Although not like it but Syera did it. Syera helps Fandy button the tip of the hand of a white shirt that her future husband wears in silence.


Syera wanted to cry but she could stand as much as possible especially now that Fandy handed her a tie and squatted in front of Syera to wear a tie.


"Thank you, Sherah." Fandy kissed Syera's palm while wearing his tie. "I want you to be happy today. Happy as I feel."


Fandy looked at Syera's face and opened the desk drawer beside her. Leo took out a small box that Shera already knew what it contained. A pair of rings that would soon be coiled around his finger and Fandy's finger. The thing that would bind them both in a marriage that Syera really did not expect.


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