
"But hasn't your relationship with Sheila improved? And you're getting closer" asked Willy, astonished in the midst of his drunkenness.
"I had to do it. My mom always tried to get rid of Sheila. He often did not do him justice. Mom even invited Audry to stay with us just to get me away from Sheila. I can't leave Sheila? I promised Shan I'd take care of his sister."
"Is there not the slightest bit of love in your heart for Sheila? She's a very sweet girl and very young."
"I've been trying to open my heart to her, I even asked her to sleep in my room. For months I tried to open my heart to her. I really like Sheila, even though she is my wife. But still I can't forget Shan." Marchel poured the drink back into the glass, and finished it in one gulp.
"You still need time, Marchel. You just don't recognize your feelings. I'm sure you can open your heart to that little boy. Don't let you just realize how valuable someone is after a loss." After saying that, Willy dropped his face on the table. Seems like he's been unconscious so drunk.
"After babbling he fainted!" gerutu Wira then sipped a glass of drink. "Marcel, why is this room turning, huh? My head is spinning." The man massaged his head, and moments later began to fall asleep by slapping his face on the table.
Marchel remained alone who was still loyal to his drinking glass. Really, the two men did not reflect at all the personality as a doctor. Marchel who usually looked very calm finally collapsed as well. The pain in his heart made him choose to vapourize it the wrong way.
Sheila was still frozen behind the pillar. Her tears just escaped without permission. All of Marchel's words were like an indiscriminate scratch on his heart.
Sheila wiped her tears, then was about to step away from Marchel. But her steps soon came to a halt when she saw an adult and openly dressed woman approaching her husband. Seems to be seducing the doctor.
Sheila quickly approached and stopped the woman. It doesn't feel good if anyone touches Marchel but him.
"Who are you?!" the woman snapped while pushing Sheila's body away.
Sheila who was upset was on the edge due to jealousy also pushed back the woman hard. "He's my husband! Don't touch him!" Sheila nodded back loudly.
The woman looked surprised, not wanting any trouble, she chose to leave Sheila there.
Marchel who was still half conscious, looked at a beautiful girl standing before him. Marchel did not recognize that the girl next to her was Sheila.
"Sister Marchel, let's go home" Sheila asked.
"Who are you? Leave me! I still want a drink. There go!" Marchel pushed Sheila's arm away.
Seeing the condition of Marchel who was drunk, Sheila finally chose to take Marchel to an inn right next to the entertainment venue that night, by asking for help from some men who served as security, as well as a security, to carry Marchel out of the place, to the inn.
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While Marchel, lying in a semi-conscious state, occasionally muttered to say Shanum's name. And somehow the murmur felt very painful for the innocent girl.
Sheila looked at Marchel with sadness and tears. However, Sheila still realized, the figure of Shanum who is a perfect girl is of course so difficult to forget by the doctor.
With the rest of her consciousness, Marchel opened her eyes, looked at the beautiful girl sitting on the lip of the bed, then rose from her lying position.
"What's your name? You are so beautiful." Marchel said in a heavy voice.
Sheila only lowered her head as Marchel's hands explored her face.
"Sister Marchel I..."
"Sttt!" Marchel put her index finger in front of her nose, "Where do you know my name?" his tan with his hands still played on Sheila's face. "Do you know, you're a really pretty girl."
"Sister Marchel, go to sleep! Brother Marchel is drunk." Sheila helps Marchel lie down, but Marchel pulls her into her arms.
Marchel's burly hands shackled Sheila's body made it difficult for the girl to let go.
"Sister Marchel, let me go!" Sheila tried to rebel, but Marchel kept her from struggling.
"Shan's... I miss you so much. Why did you leave me?" marchel whispered in Sheila's ear.
"Take me off, brother! I'm not Shanum's brother..."
"No! I'm not gonna let you go. I won't let you get away from me again, Shan! I love you!"
It felt very hard to breathe for Sheila, as if the air in the room was not enough for her to breathe. Disappointed, sad and jealous melted into one, along with Marchel who continued to mutter calling Shanum's name.
Marchel cupped Sheila's face with her palm. Staring deeply at the beautiful face that was now under his power. And, without a cue landed her lips smoothly without a hitch to the little girl's lips.
Sheila was only able to squeeze the bedsheet with both hands, when she felt Marchel's hand had ventured into the forbidden passage.
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