OLEANDER'S OBSESSION
Let Me Love You

...“Allow Papa to love you.” – Ravi...

...🌸🌸🌸...

A week has passed, the conversation between Joey and Rain is just a necessity. If it wasn't for dinner and to say good-bye to work, there wouldn't have been a conversation between Joey and Rain. The past week, Rain had truly been a quiet man and did not speak a word.

That night, it was so late. The rain soaked the earth. I don't know why, he came down. In fact, it is summer now.

“Ck! Who should be crying it was me, why even the sky became crybaby!” rutuk Rain was upset while exhaling his cigarette smoke.

The man, now in his thirties, was standing while enjoying the rain on the penthouse balcony. His left hand looked up to accommodate the rain water stub. His heart was so calm as rain stubs drenched his palms.

“Honey,” Joey suddenly appears on the balcony and hugs Rain from behind. The girl pressed her head against Rain's burly back.

“Hahaha, since when did you get used to calling me dear?” rain asked while throwing his cigarette butts into the trash can not far from where he stood. Then he turned his body towards Joey. He hugged his wife's body very tightly.

“I miss,” murmured Joey spoiled. He hugged Rain's body tightly and pressed his head against Rain's chest.

“Sorry,” says Rain suddenly. Then he gently dipped Joey's head and landed his chin on the girl's head.

“Sorry for a week I've kept you quiet. I'm just confused how to deal with this weird event?” rain lirih.

Joey sighed softly. Then he spoke in a soft and calm voice.

“I can't judge the pain Om has been feeling all along. Because it hurts so much and no one knows what it hurts. But ...”

Joey looked up, he stared at Rain with his eyes that seemed to hypnotize anyone who looked at him.

“According to Om, will Mama Luna be happy in heaven when she sees her son shackled with revenge and can not live happily?” joey asked slowly but with great emphasis.

“I know, forgiving is not easy. But try to do that for yourself. We can't fix the past, but we can organize the future as we want,” Joey continued.

Rain fell silent. He was unable to speak except to look Joey in the eye meaningfully. His heart and mind are raging. One side he wanted to forgive, but on the other hand he could not accept how his mother suffered when she died in his lap.

“I will not force. But ... I hope Om will try to listen to Papa's explanation first. After that, Om is free to make any decision. I will always support whatever Om decides,” Joey said full of passionate sentences.

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“Come in, Papa wait for you inside,” Hana said to Zayn who was just coming at the time.

“Why call me here?” ask Zayn coldly. He stood in front of Ravi who was sitting on the sofa.

Ravi smiled with eyes staring at a worn photo in his hand. “By time, you are most fond of Papa gendong.”

Zayn. What Ravi said is true. When he was a child, every time his father came home from work, he always ran to greet his father and immediately asked in a cradle. Ah.. childhood always makes anyone become melow.

“What does Papa mean now? Just frankly. I will never cancel my marriage to Sara,” Zayn said straightforwardly. His chest puffed up haughtily. A half-raised face with a glare of sharp eyes that was reluctant to stare towards Ravi.

“I don't care about the people around me who never cared and never loved me sincerely. Importantly, I have Sara who loves me selflessly. With just that one person alone, I can already live happily.” The connection clearly.

“Sorry,” said Ravi in a hoarse voice while removing his glasses. He put the glasses on the table.

Zayn was shocked. His pride was suddenly removed for a moment. He stared at the old man who was then down while twitching his nose.

“Sorry, all this time Papa has been evil with you,” said Ravi full of regrets. That raucous and poignant voice was completely unstoppable and masked.

“True, sorry not enough. But, Papa hope ... in the rest of Papa's age that soon, Papa can love and love you sincerely. Papa won't oppose anything you want to do.” He nodded while sobbing.

Ravi got up from his seat. He walked closer to Zayn with swollen, flushed eyes. He spread his hands before Zayn while forcing a smile, although the smile seemed to shake and the forehead shriveled with doubt whether his embrace would be welcomed or not by the child he had not cared about.

“Let Papa love you y-“

Zayn hugged Ravi tightly. He did not let Ravi continue his words. Zayn who was originally arrogant, when the fortress of pride suddenly collapsed. It sobbed and sobbed vented the taste of sebak in the chest. All this time, he had so longed for the warmth of the man that he considered the father.

“Indeed, loving your own child should ask permission, Pa?” isak Zayn pilu's. “If my body was as small as it used to be, I'd love Papa to carry me. I miss moments like that.”

Ravi tried to position her body to hold Zayn. But Zayn immediately let go of his embrace while laughing in a cry. His wet eyes were unable to cover the haru and happy feeling that had long disappeared from his life.

“Pa, I'm big. Papa won't be able to carry me, hahaha,” Zayn laughs while looking at Ravi affectionately.

“Yes, Papa wait for your child. Papa will carry Papa kayak's grandson Papa often carry you first,” said Ravi while laughing on the sidelines his crying slowly began to stop.

At the same time, behind the door of Ravi's study, Hana is seen peeking. The old woman who was already grizzled was crying. For a long time he had not seen the warmth between father and son. For some reason, it feels so fun and hard to express.

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SERIATE…