Roses Are Not in Love
Daffa POV

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Daffa POV.

Getting to know the Roses closer turns out he is not a person who is difficult to understand and easy to talk to, as well as including the class of women who do not want much. And I know this group is the type of Daffin, so it's only natural that Daffin can fall in love with Roses and if I look again, the taste of Daffin is quite strong to Roses. While the Rose itself is like a black cloth feeling if you have seen Daffin. Unable to understand.

The one I know of the Rose for sure. The rose will reward those who do good to him. And that's what I'm taking advantage of, at first it's like that. But, as soon as seeing her sincerity towards Adit as well as her comfortable attitude did not demand much, I began to rethink my goals. At least going back to being a brother like before is good too.

Losing a loved one by breaking up and witnessing the happiness of a loved one knitting happily with others, I have never experienced it. But, I know the pain of losing the one I love forever. Therefore I tried to comfort the Rose, which I feel is currently in pain in his chest because his dream with Daffin ran aground.

I guess I would love to see the reaction of the Rose who would be sad with a smile lingering on her face during Daffin's engagement. But, I was wrong. Precisely sad face and loss shown when Papa took Adit away, even Rose to cry almost overnight.

Slowly, the Rose returned Melati's property, but why I don't like it. Because I'm used to the rose. Until this morning when I woke up I didn't see him too confused looking for him.

"I heard Rose saying goodbye to Mom, she was going to her friend's show." Daffin said when he found out I was looking for roses.

"Oh yes I forgot, today is the wedding of his best friend." Why don't I answer Daffin's question.

"Bang, are Roses and Bang Daffa okay." I know the question that comes out of Daffin is not an ordinary question, it is a form of asking someone who loves my wife. So complicated is this relationship. And true said Rose, not only I was hurt but Daffin especially Rose also felt the same pain. Living in a forced love story.

"What are you thinking, Fin. Of course me and Rose are fine." I deliberately lied to Daffin so that there would be no problems with Daffin's wedding plans for another three months.

"He's very kind, Bang. I took it off because I knew Bang Daffa was also a good person. I believe that Bang Daffa will be able to give happy Roses more than me. I'm picking up a rose." Bla, blah, blah. I don't know what words have been said by Daffin, which I know it makes my ears do not like to hear it and makes my head want to explode with anger.

Leaving Daffin for granted, I tried to refocus on some of the work I had to finish today as well. But, Daffin's words continued to ring in my ears, until finally I chose to give up by refreshing myself in the bathroom.

I thought living alone was fun before the Roses came. Now, a day without the Roses and Adit is lonely as a grave kayak. It may also be a sense of dependence that I should try to avoid. And don't let anything happen like a week ago.

I almost got carried away by being tempted by the beauty of the Rose's body. Luckily there was Adit who made us aware. And it seems that after this, I will return to the Apartment so that there will be no need for any more mistakes.

Keeping my promise to Roses, I arrived at Erik's event tonight. And look at him, as if without burden he kept laughing laughs at Erik's happy day and was willing to do anything for Erik's sake. Really, I envy her who so easily put aside her own feelings for the sake of others, so as not to look worried.

Tonight he looked different than usual when he took me home, his whole smile was gone, he said as if it was expensive to put out, and it made me uncomfortable. I feel like he's put some distance back between me and her. It doesn't fit with what I'm thinking.

Right, discussing will be a window for both of us, what this relationship will be like. Even though I would still hold him back, until Daffin got married, to make sure everything went my way. Let's just say I'm selfish, I'm selfish so that everything returns as usual.

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If there's something to blame for tonight, why am I getting carried away again until I fall also on the bed with the Rose. So the rain and the cold became his scapegoat. Because, if it doesn't rain, it's clear we'll go back home and this embarrassing incident will never happen. It's not my fault that I'm tempted, but the wrong body of the Rose that can tempt me.

Looking at the stain on the sepray this morning, I really don't have a face if I have to face the Rose. All insults, all insults, scorn, always received in silence when I humbled her as a cheap woman. And that stain, enough to prove that I was the first for him.

Scooping my face rough, I tried to behave as normal as I could so that my embarrassment was not seen in front of him. But, her silent, not awkward attitude this morning made me feel that I was worthless to her, and her flat, talking face mocked me that I had lost to her.

A week, I chose to stay in the Apartment to think. Why, how, and what it should look like, that's what I'm thinking the way out of it. Until I chose to go home and find her flat face and avoid me made me not accept.

My Egoku as a man was challenged by his words choosing to leave rather than hold me to account, and this made me feel unacceptable, because in my mind what he did further cornered me as a depraved man before him.

Indeed Rose did not discuss the incident that night, but the words that offend the night a week ago made me angry, I was insulted.

"Didn't Bang Daffa know exactly that it was my first." My blood was stirred with the word Rose. And that word seemed to be representative that I was really a male jerk, who would easily be tempted by a woman. I was insulted again.

Slamming the door of the Rose room violently, I went straight out of the house after I made sure every document for filing for divorce had been taken with me completely. I ignored everything for my pride that the Rose did not want to step on. I'll think about it later, at least as long as I don't talk, Rose won't tell anyone.

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Two months passed, my life was running like a machine. Work, work, work and work. I busy myself with work every time so as not to be burdened with the bad possibilities of my divorce and the Rose.

The mediation hearing was already on the title, and in fact Rose actually agreed to my request by not attending the trial. But, for some reason it's been ten days that she keeps coming to the office to look for me. I still don't want to meet him face to face, so I always tell people to meet him. But, he did not want to say anything and just left.

Today I know that the Roses also came shortly after Mother came and I deliberately told my assistant to let the Roses in the next room, my goal was for the Roses to hear what I was talking about with Mother.

"By having children, love will grow between you, Fa." Mom said when all the persuasion didn't work for me.

"Daffa never loved Roses, Mom. How could Daffa have a child with her." I deliberately raised my voice so that the Rose could hear it and that I felt successful, because after I finished talking I heard something fall in the next room. I don't give a shit.

Mother's threat is not also ignored, the most important thing at this time is that I have been determined to part with the Rose, no matter what happens. And I don't think Mom would be rash to talk to Dad directly. It must be the main thing he will look for Roses first. And where is the Rose now who knows, because after I knew she had gone from that house since I agreed to separate, even her mobile number was never active again.

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Finally everything is over today exactly in three months of divorce filing. Although in the news of the event Rose did not demand anything, but I deliberately gave some amount of money in his account, as well as the house that I had moved to name him.

After that day where she came along with Mom and left before I met her, only this time I saw her again. Wrapped in black clothes, she looked thinner than before, her eyes looked blackened like a lack of sleep, her lips were also pale.

Sitting alone in the open garden in front of the Religious Court, she looked so pitiful. Wanting to make sure that he was okay, I deliberately approached him who was massaging his head slowly while closing his eyes.

"You okay.?" He flinched in shock and instantly fixed his way of sitting. "You look pale, War." I continued while trying to touch his forehead, but immediately in his face.

"Don't do it, because it's foreign to me." Sluggishly. Why, why does this feel so tight I hear.

"I put money in your account, you can check it later."

"As a compensation.?" I did not answer the words of Rose, I just did not want to argue with her which in the end I will be emotional because it is confused with my feelings. "I don't need that, I just want one from you."

"Say."

In her inner breath and momentarily touching the tip of the headscarf to fix the game. "I want to touch your face."

I was astonished by the Rose's request, as simple as it was. Or there's another meaning to it, I don't know if I want to bother, we've officially divorced today. So, I'll just take it as a gift for her.

His shaking, cold hands slowly began to touch my eyebrows, eyes, nose, cheeks and other parts of my face with one side, while the other one remained on his lap. His eyes focused on every inch of my face and his lips were unceasingly muttering, I myself did not know what to mumble.

Not long after that he just left with a shunt step to take the opposite direction to me by leaving a sentence that I do not understand in the direction for what.

"I don't want to hate every wound, because I know every wound will find a cure. Thank you for every minute that goes by."

Daffa POV end.

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