Sun Princess & Snow Prince
Episode 30 - The Beautiful Real Dream

~ Why do people call 'sleep to be beautiful'? Though when waking up, there is only a messy face and. nightmares that become real (Ave)~.

When following Zaid's quick steps, Hazmi thought nothing of being a witness to the scene he thought was the strangest. How could someone like Zaid, a man with almost no emotion, whose presence could make the whole room feel at the north pole, seem to be frantically looking for someone named Ave?

It was more absurd, when he could see from the door when Zaid entered the pavilion and the girl was there. Is fast asleep. They live in a house! All right, not home. But still the pavilion was part of Zaid's house. Since when? But why did Zaid act like he didn't know the girl all this time?

Just now Hazmi didn't understand Zaid's way of thinking. He's confused. Also do not know what to do, when seeing Zaid actually chose to lie on the side of Ave who was still asleep. The pavilion door had not even been tightly closed. So with a little tiptoe, he closed the door slowly. However, Hazmi was slightly jumped when she saw Jenny already standing behind her.

"Duh, Jen! You just have to!"

Jenny's mouth was ready to open, but Hazmi hurriedly grabbed her arm, leading her away. Towards the main house.

"Lu don't papa, Mas?" jenny asked when they were in the dining room again. Jenny sat down in one of the chairs.

Hazmi. "Sir papa? Why am I? I am always OK."

Jenny pointed towards the pavilion. "After seeing that, are you sure you don't papa?"

A small laugh was seen on the young man's face. "I'm the one who wants it, you don't know about Mr Zaid with the Ave?"

"Yes no papa. It's none of my business either" Jenny replied with a shrug.

Hazmi's laughter disappeared. His face turned serious. She shifted the dining chair and sat staring at Jenny. "Lu's sure? Obviously Mr. Zaid and that Ave... Yeah, you know what I mean, Jen. Sure?"

This time Jenny laughed. "What the hell, Mas? Yes let. People who are in love, you even worry about me. Is it... " Jenny realized something. His eyes stared hard at Hazmi. "... You think I like Mr Zaid?"

There's no trousers. But there's no nod either. Only Hazmi's eyes answered the question clearly.

"Jeez, Mas Hazmi! Not at all. Mr. Zaid is not my type at all."

Leaning back on the chair, Hazmi looked at Jenny meaningfully. "What kind of type are you?"

Jenny's lips twitched withholding a smile before she replied. "That can make me a good cup of coffee."

Hazmi nodded, then she stood up. "Well, would you like to try my famous coffee, Jen? You'll added!"

"Really's? Who's afraid!" Then they both laughed and looked meaningfully.

While in the pavilion room, Ave wriggled. He tried to free himself from the blanket that covered his body. Not that he was warm, but he was hot. Since when did he wear a blanket while sleeping like now? In rooms without AC, in this tropical country as well.

Ave was too lazy to open her heavier eyes. But his sweat began to flow through his back and..my goodness why does this blanket feel so heavy like this?

Ave's eyes opened slowly. But when his hand was about to pull out the blanket, there was someone's hand was pushing down the blanket. Ave could even feel the warm breath of someone on his right side.

Ave turned her head, looking to the side. And the face that had just appeared in his dream was seen there. He closed his eyes. Fall asleep.

Ave smiled knot.

Subhanallah walhamdulillah wala ilaha illallah wallahu akbar. It's an amazingly beautiful dream. After the climactic part in his dream that was cut off while chasing Zaid, it was not the end. This dream is even more real. Strange but Ave doesn't care. Indeed, Allah is Most Merciful, when his heart is in turmoil, there is a sustenance of this beautiful dream.

Look at this burly hand with a shadow of barely real trained muscles and bones in front of his nose. In the real world alone, Ave had never felt this warm embrace. He could feel the weight of his hand now. Then... Ave looked to the side.

A calm, handsome face by his side, with closed eyes that were clearly sound asleep. It's so different from reality. No more cold-faced Snow Prince. There was only a handsome prince who slept like an angel descending from the sky.

Please do not wake Ave from this beautiful dream!

Ave shifted her body to be able to see the face of the man beside her for more clarity. His movements made the body next to him move along. But it didn't make the hand that overlaid the blanket on Ave's chest move. It's getting closer. Now clearly, Ave could explore the handsome face in front of him. Their distance is not even a hand.

Ave smiled with satisfaction. Once again give thanks. This is an incredible divine gift. When can he see the face of Prince Saljunya as clearly as this if not in a dream like now?

His eyebrows are neat and thick. They form a perfect semicircle. Her eyelashes were neatly lined up like they were combed, framing the face with those tall jaw bones. A face that often makes Ave unable to say anything. Her nose... Ave raised his hand, touched the tip of the nose and then shifted his fingertips to the top of the nose. High as the Himalayas. It's right to be in the middle of a handsome face.

Ave really did not expect that in a dream he could even hear someone sound exactly like the original even though a little raucous. Ave couldn't stand it. Anxiously, he squeezed the nose in front of him with all his might. When else can he do it if not in a dream?

"mmm... " The pair of closed eyes were now half-opened, glancing at Ave with a sleepy look. "You're waking up people are always like that, Ve?" A small smile was seen after he said it.

Holy hooch! Holy hooch! Holy hooch! It's like real. It's hard to believe it was just a dream. It really wasn't a dream. Zaid's body was also tilted, his hands supporting his head and smiling again at Ave.

"Other times when you sleep, the door is locked. The danger!"

Waah great, the filler of his dreams is also so wise and considerate. Justjust wonderful. If it was the real thing, it would have been busy scolding him.

"Don't sleep with a headset! You can't hear anything. What if some bad guy comes into your room?"

Uwaaah, Ave can't help but smile at hearing that. If only this were real. If Zaid had really slept by his side and talked this softly.

Feeling hurt, Zaid's free hand stuck out. Squeeze Ave's nose. "You why? How to fuck."

Eeeh, wait a minute! Why ill? Why does this touch feel so real?

Ave looked at Zaid, before whispering softly. "It's.. isn't it.. dream?"

Zaid laughed again. Amused to see the look on Ave's face that looked stupid. Again he punched Ave's nose. "Well, can anyone be sick?"

It's.real... IT'S REAL!!!

"AAAAKKKHHH!" ave shouted with all her might while jumping from the bed. He dropped a blanket to cover his body while shouting. "Why are you here!? Not last night I went to KL! Why did you come out of Ave's dream?"

Zaid. Meanin?

Ave's breath was wheezing. Scramble in the corner of the room. It was all he had just done to a real person that he thought was just a dream. Goddammit, Ave! Your sins will not be forgiven.

But Zaid didn't look angry. His confused face slowly began to change into a smile. They are getting wider and wider.

"Is your dream of me so beautiful?" ask Zaid gently.

Ave's eyes blinked twice. Obviously this is not a dream. Zaid sat on the edge of the bed, staring at him affectionately. The man he had hoped to come all night, actually came and now looked at him. Prayer granted. Hope becomes real.

But why is that guy here now? Where's he going? To fly? Or is his trip to KL just a lie?

Geck! Geck! Geck!

The sound of knocking on the door made Zaid stand up. He remembered something. He quickly stepped to the door.

There Hazmi stood there, behind her there was Jenny who tried hard to hold back a smile by poking her lips.

"Sorry, Sir. Jenny and I heard... "

"Oh, no papa! Ave was just shocked. There is nothing" said Zaid. He looked at Ave. "You're prepping. I should. explain to them." Zaid gestured towards his back. Ave could only nod.

Zaid came out and closed the door. Leaving Ave alone, who was still holding onto her chest.

With his heart racing like he was running, Ave tried hard to regain consciousness. He still doesn't understand what's going on. But he has to hurry. It was noon and Zaid was waiting for him!

Rushing Ave grabbed the towel and entered the bathroom. But as he looked at himself in the mirror, his legs stopped. His hair seemed to be in disarray, his eyes were swollen from staying up all night working on the proposal and there was a faint white line at the end of his mouth.

"DORCH!!! WHY IS AVE SO UGLY!?!" ave's screams are upset.

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