One Night Tragedy's
The Part 35

“What makes you love me?” ask Dakota. Every feeling has a reason, right? He just wants to know. They were close too after last night's tragedy, then pregnant, and there was a child who was always devastated when it was near Brennus.

If Dakota is asked why he received Brennus, of course he can answer loudly and smoothly because the man always tries to give his best. Responsibility, he admits, is not unyielding.

However, Brennus liked it from which side? During this time, Dakota never treats good, always ketus, trying to avoid. So, if the man says he wants to marry her out of love, it's only natural to question him because he feels he's not doing anything that can get someone hooked.

The person being asked remained silent. Brennus was at a loss to answer what. Addicted to? The guilt? Or what? The feeling of wanting to be on Dakota's side always just pops up for no reason. Just because I want to. But, where it might be answered so, it would definitely not be accepted.

Brennus thought, with the child in the womb, and Dakota comfortable every time in his arms and strokes would easily melt the heart. In fact, it's still hard. Not as easy as he got Laura first who once invited to establish a relationship, immediately wanted. Facing the woman who was still staring at him was very challenging. There is a chest that keeps pounding.

Dakota didn't get an answer right away. Instead they looked at each other for quite a long time. He finally cleared his throat because a few minutes had passed.

“Still confused by how you feel? So think about it carefully. If you already know what makes you love me, just come back again.” Dakota pushed the chair back, then stood up. “Make sure very rational, not because of this child,” he added later after turning his back.

Brennus propped up his forehead. “Why do you want to get married this late?” muttered.

Maybe because it's Dakota. A woman who has never felt loved, even by her own family.

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Brennus has not managed to get the word ‘yes’ from Dakota. But, the woman never hindered from meeting. Every day he always accompanied. More precisely trying to be a figure who is always there when needed.

After returning home from work, Brennus went straight to Dakota as well. Anyway he is the most alert man, never complaining even though he has not been given clarity.

Brennus never stayed in the woman's apartment. He came home in the early hours, after sleeping a few hours because he was too washed away every time he hugged Dakota.

The leg that was still wrapped in work pants entered his apartment. Brennus moved to a unit next to the Dakota to make it easier to meet.

Just closed the door, shocked by the existence of two men. Daddy and his uncle.

It's the lyrics of the clock, it's early morning. “Why are you here? And why can I enter?”

“You mock you for getting one woman for so long,” always Dariush with his rancid face.

“Of course I know. You're my son, you know your favorite numbers.” Delavar answered the second question.

Brennus throws lips. He threw his body onto the empty sofa. Since the size of the apartment is small, and there is only one sofa, so the three of them stick together. “I'm trying.”

Dariush put his hands on his nephew's shoulders. “If you struggle to keep following the way your daddy does not work. Never mind, just pull like me. If he felt a sense of loss, it would finally be willing as well. But, if it does not work as well, the sign is that you were told to give up.”