Prince Dusk
Reciprocal

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Arriving home, the Prince went straight into his room on the second floor. He completely ignored the Princess from the time he was on his way home until there was no chat between them at all. His heart ached and his mind was so confused that no words came out of his lips for now.

While the Princess who was left just entered alone and then approached her future mother-in-law who was in the kitchen.

"Mom--," call the Princess quietly.

"Loh, you guys home yet? where's Prince?" without Mommy Viana when she doesn't see her son.

"Udah go in first, maybe go straight to the room," replied the Princess as she pulled one of the dining table chairs.

I don't know what happened, from the look on the face of the former candidate clearly looks disappointed but from the attitude of the Prince who went straight into the room without saying hello that's what makes confused and strange.

"You guys got into a fight?" ask Mommy who is sitting next to the lowered Princess.

"No, Mom."

"Why should? didn't your Prince say you were out to buy a bouquet of flowers?"

The princess only nodded, it was true that Mommy Viana said if they went out today to go to the flower shop, but before there the Prince asked to go to the snack center first to refresh his throat.

"The prince is rarely angry with you, Put. Tell me, what's up?" search Mommy Viana again.

"Either, but what I was guessing was-" the princess took a heavy breath and slowly threw it away.

"What's? is it with the Prince?"

"He saw Dusk with another man, Mom," replied the Princess.

The Princess should be happy even feel victorious now because it has succeeded in making her future husband's heart broken. But that all he did not feel because there was a Princess as if wounded.

Mommy who went silent as if she was equally immersed in each other's thoughts. No one said a word in a matter of minutes.

"Let Mommy talk to her" the woman said as she got up from her seat, whether answered or not by her daughter-in-law.

Reach Lady Bramasta was quite hasty up the stairs to the room of the son who seemed to be heartbroken.

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The door was opened by Mommy without knocking it first, with the right hand still holding the knob of a mother's heart, she felt pain when she saw her only child sobbing while hugging her own leg sitting under the bed.

"Ran, what's wrong with you?" mommy asked as she rubbed her son's head. Although the Prince's face sank above the knee but he could guess as wet as what cheeks his favorite child.

"It hurts, Mom."

"Who hurt you this way, haem?" ask Mommy again who pretends not to know when the Princess has told her.

"Jealous of who? Princess ?"

The prince immediately shook his head slowly and a single woman's name was uttered from his lips. Mommy could only smile while removing the wetness on her son's face.

"Senja doesn't deserve your jealousy, she's not yours, let her do whatever she likes and it's none of your business including her going out with another man. Remember, you don't have any relationship" said Mommy who instead made the clear liquid in the Prince's eyes increasingly swift.

"But I love her, Mom."

"If this is your business, love is not enough to keep someone by your side" replied the mother of one child again.

The prince who was still sobbing kept on letting out what he wanted to say, hoping that the tightness gradually disappeared from his chest.

"10 years I know Dusk, only this time I see him with another man embracing each other, Mom. I know he never did that" she said again.

"Don't be overconfident, do you think he'll beg for your love? you should be proud of him because he's not selfish, he accepts all your unilateral decisions."

"But, Mom-."

"Here you go, your marriage is in sight. To retreat was too late," said Mommy who immediately left the Prince, he came out with the same feeling of destruction until he did not realize if there was a Princess hiding near the door.

Although with heavy steps, the woman entered to replace her future mother-in-law, she grabbed the Prince's shoulder so that his head could lean on the shoulder which in fact was never as strong as others thought.

"Cry, let me be with you" said the Princess.

10 Years together, only today did he see the Prince was so miserable like this he was, was his injury so great, that it had to be as messy as it is now?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Put," said the prince, who had no power to argue. He resigned if all the contents of his room will be a material for the Princess's impingement because he could not he could not hide his feelings of jealousy.

"I'm okay to refuse and ignore, as long as I never see him with another man."

"Silk!" sahut Putri with a snub.

"We will be married and happy, you should feel the same way. Don't torture yourself," he added, holding back.

"And you too, you have been tormented all this time?"

"Don't think about my feelings, I'm used to holding back jealousy, the most important thing is that I love you" replied the Princess.

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But love must be reciprocal, not necessarily giving but also receiving...