
A man who looked restless from his sleep, and even cold sweat, had flooded his body.
He looked tormented in his deep sleep. He also does not stop messing around, one figure and one favorite call.
I don't know what a man, with a tall body strapping this dream right so that makes him restless in his deep sleep.
"Darling.! The man immediately touched the man with the look of a frightened face, woke up from his sleep, and his nightmares.
That gray bead, opened wide with breaths so heavy as someone who had run out of a marathon. The man was still adjusting his breath while resting his pitch-black hair backwards.
The gray bead stared at a tiny hand that was on its belly that had been twisting around its body since, last night. The man rubbed his face rough, while snorting violently. He then moved the tiny hand from his stomach. He stared at the figure of a beautiful woman beside him, who had become his companion at every moment. Long the man shook his eyes at the woman who was not disturbed in the slightest by the anxiety of the man who owned this gray bead.
Bram got off the bed and stepped towards the door that connected him with the usual room, he spent contemplating his stupidity and mistakes inside.
Bram looks to be fiddling with the door that has the code. After it opened, Bram walked towards the bathroom, Bram opened the shirt he was wearing, showing off a tattoo that filled his burly back. A tattoo he made at the request of the woman he loved so much.
Bram approached the mirror inside his bathroom. He looked at the reflection of his face which now looks a radiance of sadness there. Bram firmly grasped the rim of the sink, closing his eyes, as the shadows of the woman he so loved and longed for danced in his mind. The sweet treatment of his woman, the spoiled attitude and warm attitude of the owner of his heart that always fills his mind this month. Bram opened his netra and stared intently at the reflection of himself in the mirror.
His hand grip on the edge of the sink is getting stronger.seen, the man's hand is reddened and injured. Bram's bead turned gloomy and his face turned red. He raised his fist and pointed it in front of the mirror.
"Prank!!!
Bram took a look at the wound on his hand with a guilty and wounded look. He felt the wound he got, not how much the heart injury he gave to the woman who owned his heart.
Bram slumped on the floor. He cursed himself, he hated himself, he even wanted to finish off this weak and loser himself. Bram groaned furiously as the shadow of his lover cried and sobbed there. The shadow of her lover awaits her and tortures herself for the sake of a loser man like her.
"Akhc! I'm a jerk and a hypocrite. I'm the guy who hurt his own woman. The woman I love so much is now wounded and fragile. The woman who had given everything to me, now with confidence left her alone on the wedding day. I deserve the law I hate this weak self and can do nothing. I hate myself" akhh.! Bram cried out hysterically while beating his own chest.His chest was so tight and pained when the memory saw the sadness of his woman.
"Darling, I'm sorry. I miss you, baby, miss you so much, my Amber." Bram was stirring with such a heartbreaking sobbing. He crawled towards the bathtub. Then the tall man went in there and drowned his stout body in there with such cold water. Bram doesn't care about it all, he just wants to punish himself now.
"Akhc!! Bram yells out loud, as the shadow of the lover haunts the man's mind again. Amber's beautiful smile, the woman's adorable face. Amber's sad face and beautiful laughter, kept dancing Bram thought.
Bram again sobbed with a roar of sadness. He ruffled his hair, even re-injuring himself by punching the bathroom wall, leaving his burly hand injured.
"I miss you, baby. I miss you so much."
"I'm sorry, honey. Excuse me. I deserve your hate, baby. I'm a weak man who can't keep his own promises." Bram said with a bitter cry.
"I, love you, baby. Always and forever you are, my love and the owner of my heart."