Simple But Perfect
The First Wound

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Orange bursts began to spread at the end of the horizon. The sky showed off a golden color that stretched like a tapestry in space. Reddish, giving a sign of almost dark days.

The afternoon street looks crowded. The time where the workers began to rush home to unwind with their beloved family.

A man drives a BMW M8, maroon-colored at normal speed. Drove between heavy traffic. After a few minutes, the car stopped in front of a simple house.

The driver got out and walked in, after opening the fence. It seems he is used to visiting the house.

Gts ...

Gts ...

Gts …

The sound of knocking the door managed to disturb the togetherness of two girls who were enjoying their short time by cooking together inside there.

"Yeiiii, it's dataaanggg!" scream both while cheering.

As if you already know exactly, that who was the guest who was visiting that afternoon. They are waiting for someone to come.

"Just be open. You're here, don't have much movement" said the Princess to her best friend, Rossa.

The calm girl who was pregnant young did seem a little exhausted.

Different from most other pregnant women who often experience excessive cravings. Rossa is ordinary. If others experience vomiting and a series of desires and this and that, Rossa just a little nauseous with a sharper smell, and easily tired. If cooking like this, he simply wears a mask to help him a little.

"Wait!" The princess rushed to the living room.

A cheerful step led him to the door. A smile spread on his lips. His hand moved quickly to open the door. However, when the door opened, he was shocked. Instantly the cheerful face evaporated in an instant, changing furiously. His blood rippled to see who was standing before him at that moment. It felt like yelling berate maki, and even punch a handsome face in front of him, but all his heart tried to dampen it. There were a lot of things he had thought about and considered. And all that, just because and for the sake of his best friend.

Patience, Put. Sabarrrr ...

His mouth tightly clenched withstanding the sudden emotional turmoil of sulut.

The two fell silent and stared at each other sharply. The princess who did not want to let go of her words, immediately turned around and returned to the room without a word. He no longer paid attention to Rossa waiting in the kitchen.

In fact, he did it intentionally. He knew that the man's arrival was no longer to look for Jenn. The goal now is Rossa. I don't know what it means and on what basis, but for sure, the goal is now different.

He who was left in front of the door back then, cursed inwardly in bewilderment. Wanting to get angry, it feels lazy. Wanting to ask, his prestige was exorbitant.

In the confusion of the moment, his hearing caught the distinctive sounds coming from the kitchen area. The aroma of cooking that came out, as if giving a signal to him. His feet knew which way to go. Slowly, he entered and headed straight for the kitchen. In a sense, he had often come to the place. So, he understood very well every space that was there.

Until his steps stopped in the area that he should have reached. From a distance not too far away, he could see a figure of ayu who was playing a spatula in his hand skillfully.

He still stood there in silence. His dense netra could not be seen looking at the small back that was behind him.

Was he really that person that night? ...

Still hesitant to believe. Both hands were placed in her pants pocket. There was no intention of greeting the girl at all.

Meanwhile, he who was still struggling with a row of cooking tools there, did not even realize that someone was watching him from earlier.

"Mom!" call him.

He is glorious to be tired. His hands moved rubbing the dripping sweat on his forehead and neck. As the fine fingers touched the neck in a smooth motion, the person who was standing behind them gasped. His eyes could not be seen tracing the neck of that level. The hair that was smeared carelessly with a few strands that broke apart randomly, giving a slight seductive effect on the neck of his tie. There was also an apron strap wrapped there.

The man flinched. A shadow that night flashed through his memory. Really, that part was ever touched? He shook his head slowly and turned his eyes in any direction. Throwing thoughts about that night.

"Jeekk!"

The man was surprised. Are you, ok? And that can only be said in the heart.

"Mom!" call Rossa again. "Why in the hell? Very long." He began to feel stuffy. The mask he used did not help. He also took it off. Not forgetting he turned off the stove, then leaned his tired body for a moment on a small table that was not far behind him.

Sensing that the Princess who had not returned for a long time, the girl then wanted to follow her inside. He thought, maybe he was being bullied. With a slow movement he opened the apron straps knotted on his neck and back.

The girl was aghast instead of playing, with a body that reflexively retreated against the kitchen table. His heart was pounding hard and getting crazier by a split second. The apron in his hand was blown away in shock.

The room seemed to shrink, making him feel claustrophobic. Rossa found it hard to breathe. Moreover, looking at the eyes of the eagle that hit him sharply, he had already felt pierced pain even without being touched. Feeling unable to face the person in front of him, Rossa then turned to his back.

In-he? Wh-why can it be here? Ah, what more reason would have made her here if it wasn't Jenn? Haha, what do you expect, Rossa?

The girl woke herself up. He closed his eyes and pressed firmly his chest that was still pounding violently at that time. It felt like he wanted to melt and dissolve like salt, or just disappear with the style of a thousand shadows like Naruto.

Aaaa ... Put, please!

Let alone moving, breathing alone was difficult for him.

"Gue wants to talk to you."

The resolute voice again surprised him, and accelerated his heart performance many times more than before. His eyes were perfectly rounded, he gawked at hearing that.

So ... She's here, isn't Jenn?

Talking to the man is a dream that always incarnates in his dreams every night. Is this also just a dream? It's too impossible for him. Expectations are not that high.

"Don't ge-er, I just want to make an offer for Lo. If that's my son, then Lo must come with me. That is, Lo is ready to follow all my rules and orders, without the slightest rebuttal. If not, it means it's not my son, and Lo free to live his own life. Don't connect with me."

Rossa flinching. Both of his hands clenched as he closed his eyes, and bit his lips firmly, holding the pain in his heart. Is that how he is with his own flesh and blood? Then who does he think I did it with? I am low. That's what Rossa thought.

This is their first conversation. And this was also the first incision to scratch his heart. This is the first wound for that calm girl.

"Lo danger, right?" ask Alvino. The girl in front of him simply nodded without intending to turn around. "Are you ready? Think about it well. If you admit it, I will and will be responsible. There are conditions too. But if you say no, I'm more grateful. It's an easy choice, right?"

Those beautiful eyes have been flooded. One blink, the tears of pain have been shed. No. gabe. Rossa raised her face to look up so that the damn tears would not escape. He squeezed the shirt he was wearing.

I even tried to escape from this reality.

No. gabe. That was. Now he had thought well to be willing to do anything for the sake of his son. Let alone pride, life will be sacrificed. A difficult commitment indeed, but with confidence he pledged in his heart.

The girl took a deep breath and nodded.

"Are you sure you won't regret it after this?" Those words seemed to try to tear down the mature intentions he had awakened. Once again the girl nodded. The sound of Alvino exhaling his breath was rough this time. It seemed that he was not happy with the girl's determination. He wanted to hear no, more precisely. "Well, but is this how to speak well with someone?" That tone sounded mocking.

What does she want? Rossa grumbled in his heart.

"Dare to look at me? Afraid of being caught lying if it ...."

"Lo can interpret it like that. I don't want to let Lo cape-cape admit it." Knowing what Alvino was going to say, Rossa cut him off immediately before it hurt him again. "What are the terms?" He boldly turned around, but those eyes did not want to look at Alvino. Those eyes were fixed on the window with a penetrating gaze far away at the end of the horizon that was beginning to darken.

"This is the first condition. After leaving tomorrow, and we will definitely get married. The next terms you will get after that. For now, it's just ...."

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