My Possessive Boyfriend's
MPB IS ALL IT TAKES

"Eh Aunt? You guys want to go?"

Hazel changes her focus from the flowers she flushes towards Zayna, Abian and Gilsha who come out of the fence of their house.

Not empty-handed of course, Abian brought a suitcase that was large enough as a supply they went abroad, namely to the country of Malaysia.

Abian-Suami Zayna is going on a business trip. There is a large project submitted by the company leadership where it works. He couldn't possibly waste the opportunity entrusted by his superior.

And he also can not be separated from his wife and child even if only a few weeks. Therefore, Abian decided to bring both members of his family.

"Yes to Zel. Abi can't buy any longer because it's a job. Ghea where's Jayden?"

"Again in dalem."

"Then send greetings to them. We can't say goodbye to them directly because our flight time is fixed."

Gilsha got down from her mother's arms and gave the doll she was holding to Zayna to take over, "Mah.. Ica want pamic cama Kak Acel Mah.."

"Jude there. Don't take long but. We don't have much time anymore."

"Oce Mah!" Gilsha ran a little further towards Hazel across the street, until her tiny, short legs brought her near Hazel, "Sir Acel.. Ica pamit, later if Ica come home, Ica bring souvenirs. Brother Acel wants what?"

Tapping her index finger on the cheek, Hazel was made to think for a while before she actually discovered her wish. "Hazel wants chocolate."

"Ocey! Wait for Ica to come home? Ica's gonna bring her chocolate to Brother Acel!" Gilsha then went back to her parents. Hazel could only smile at him. He likes to see Gilsha's active and energetic behavior.

"Hazel, we're leaving first? Don't forget to say our regards to both your parents and Jayden." This time, Abian who was reminded, was replied by Hazel with a circle of her thumb and index finger forming an O to confirm.

"Okay Uncle."

"Bada Sister Acel!! Wait for Ica to come home?!"

Hazel replied to a wave of Gilsha's revelations being carried by Zayna, her lips covering a sad smile. He was always sad when Gilsha would be far away from his sight, and presumably he would be made to miss again for the next few weeks.

The virtual communication they do if they are far apart, can not reduce Hazel's longing. Moreover, their destination this time was overseas, even further from his reach.

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Hazel's attentions who would sit on a dresser chair were totally distracted towards an envelope she placed near a handbody. His intention would be to make up itself, so it was delayed because of it. Then when her butt touched the chair, Hazel fiddled with the brown envelope with neat folds.

From the shape alone it can be known that this is a mail envelope. However, the question mark in his mind, who sent him this, why go through an intermediary? "What letter is this..? And, from whom?" For three minutes he simply observed the envelope, curiously.

Rega said that he had to prepare a tissue before reading it. Until the end of the growing curiosity pushed him to open the envelope.

Later, he unrolled a piece of paper he removed from the envelope and displayed a row of alphabetic strings stringing an adorned arc on the white paper.

Bocilnya Set who doyan whine if his will is not obeyed must have been big now. Arghhh, I really want to see you El. This miss really tormented me. Every time I miss you, I always remember that you hate me. And when you read this letter, maybe I'm not in the same realm as you.

Armed with the optimism that I affirm in my heart that there is a possibility that I will recover someday. As long as I'm away from you, I fought hard to recover.

There are many dreams I want to make with you. However, as time went on, I increasingly doubted that I would be able to survive until the universe reunited us, let alone realize the dreams I had arranged.

My optimism began to falter, replaced by a sense of pessimism when the pain that hurts me over time more and more painful. It hurts, it hurts El... So that every bit of this pain gnawed at me, I felt like giving up. Me, I'm not strong anymore to hold on any longer.

I thought, maybe the day that the fate line made us meet will never be until I write this letter as a form of apology.

Though still at length maybe there is not even something that I want to convey through black ink written on this piece of paper. Unfortunately, my condition already did not have that much power, my hands could hardly be used. My whole body gradually began to crumble and numb. My cancer has spread to other organs in my body.

Don't cry. Beautiful Arrange can't cry for a jerk like me. This disease may be the karma given by God for the great wounds I have inflicted on you.

Hazel's chest rumbled violently as she read it, her lips quivering, unbearably, her grievous tears just escaped. Moisturize the surface of the paper he was carrying. "How can I not cry, Brother Arrange..? You are the source of the wound, but you also made me laugh to forget what it was. It's too stifling." Pilu's weeping.

Hazel felt unable to read the following verse written there. However, in a heart that was overwhelmed with sadness, he still ventured to read it.

One thing I want to say is for you El..

You, don't be a good man? Be a sincere person. Because good people are not necessarily sincere. Honest people are certainly good.

Don't give up, huh? Be thankful and learn more. Do not males, humble, do not like crying anymore because people who often make you cry will soon disappear from the face of the earth. Be your self, El must be strong.

The cape? Take a break, don't give up.

Ah yes, there is another one. There is the greatest gift from God between us. I'm pinning him on you El. Nurture him and love him best. You can hate me as much as you want. But, please don't hate him, he's not wrong. I was wrong. Therefore, if you want to hate and be angry. Be angry with me, I am ready to bear all your hatred even though I am already in a different dimension.

Thank you for coming and bringing the color of happiness to my life. And also sorry, for giving you such a great wound.

Let's just say I'm just a figurant who plays an insignificant role in your life. Blessed all I can.

From Fatur for his and his last love, Hazel Calandra Marcena.^^^

Hazel's sobs were more stunned, the edge of the paper became tangled he crumpled without realizing it and carried the thin soft object into his arms.

There is a sense of guilt in the recesses of his heart, because Hazel feels that he is the most hurt person so far.

In fact, Fatur was also much more injured than him. She makes Hazel suffer, only because of a grudge created by her misguided prejudice against Hazel and her Mama that has taken away her happiness and Rega without knowing the facts behind it.

"Sister Set.. Sorry, sorry I wasn't there beside you when you struggled in pain..."

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