Sun Princess & Snow Prince
Episode 33 - The Reason Why She Said No

~ Because love alone is not enough to start a relationship. (Ave) ~

As Ave's feet stepped in, the door of the house was unlocked. So he was sure, Zaid was inside. Moreover, the sound of television lit up in the family room.

He was a little worried, the cold-faced boss would be angry at him after his sniffling this morning. But although worried and a little afraid, Ave did not want to avoid. He could think of other ways to avoid it. The important thing now is to make sure the man has lunch first.

It's just when Ave walked into the living room. There's no one there. The 42-inch sailing television was lit up without anyone watching. Ave turned off the TV.

In a daze, Ave checked into the kitchen and left his pack on the dining table, then climbed into Zaid's room and workspace. He even checked the toilet and the bathroom. Also had time to check the pool area, pavilion and back garden. Blank. There's no one. There was only one room he had not checked out other than the front yard. Garage.

Sure enough, there was someone sitting next to a large motorbike parked on the side of the car. Without seeing his face, Ave could guess that it was Zaid.

However, instead of reprimanding, Ave instead leaned against the wall and watched the man from afar. Enjoy the view he always liked. A handsome man at work.

Both hands looked busy, one of them twisted, the other held the tool firmly. The muscles of his hands were clearly visible because his body was only wrapped in a white T-shirt that was already drenched in sweat. Only part of his face could be seen by Ave, but that part was precisely the best. His nose was high, his forehead was filled with falling hair seemed to stick, his lips were like moving along with the movements of body and hands, as well as a serious look from his sharp eyes. Unlike the mechanics who look dirty and shabby, this handsome man in front of his eyes actually looks sexy.

Ave unknowingly took the phone out of his pants pocket and when he opened the phone with the usual line pattern he wore for his own phone, a voice of rejection was heard. Ave just remembered.he almost used Zaid's cell phone camera to photograph the man himself.

The voice of the phone was also heard by Zaid. He looked at Ave with narrowed eyes. "What are you doing there? Didn't you just go home? Guilty feeling?"

Ave hastily reinserted the phone. "Eh that... Sorry, Mr. handsome. Very maaaf. Ah yes, Ave brought food, sir. You haven't eaten, have you?" He walked near Zaid.

Both Zaid's hands went down, stopped working. "It's Saturday Sunday you're free, Ve. No need to think about my food. I can order or. cook for myself."

"But Ave didn't feel good about having lunch by himself!"

Zaid. He just smiled thinly. Then, continuing his work, Zaid said, "I'm used to it, Ve."

Ave crouched down beside Zaid. "Mother didn't come to my parents?"

"Why? Want to meet your future father-in-law?" goda Zaid while glancing a little.

"Hadid! No, Father! This is Ave's serious."

"My parents are divorced. They already have their own families. My mother is gone too."

It is not usual for Zaid to tell his family history to others. Even to his close friends. But he wants Ave to know him well, even though he's not sure the girl understands.

"Why then is it not your turn? Today at his father's family's house, next week at his mother's family's house. There must still be. Let's fair. Let me not eat alone."

Had the problem been as simple as Ave's thinking, perhaps Zaid could have done it. But his family is complicated. Zaid chose to avoid them, rather than bring new problems in his life.

Ave is still talking. "Mama Ave's father is also divorced. But Papa kept calling Ave even though we used to live different. Sometimes Ave also vacation with Papa."

Zaid looked at Ave. "Your father is remarried? Or does your mom have another husband?"

Ave shakes.

"Well that! Different from me. My father's mother has married again. Even my father where, I don't know. My stepfather's family is far away. I don't want to be a bully anyway."

"Congruent? So that's the problem. You feel like a bully?" exclaim Ave in disbelief. How can a man who always seems confident, even consider himself a bully?

While finishing the last round of the bolt he was installing, Zaid explained. "Every time I am present among them, I will just be a problem, Ve. I don't feel like family peace is disturbed when I come. I'm not a kid who has to be with my parents."

"But what Mr Rasain is like is a little boy!" sergeant Ave.

Zaid and Ave's gaze met. The girl was visibly riled up at the words full of disbelief that Zaid had issued.

The sudden change of the theme of the conversation made Zaid confused to follow Ave's intentions. So he answered what he knew. "Because you don't love me. I know, Ve. Don't talk about it anymore."

Ave shaking. "It's not just that, sir. Even if Ave loves the Father, Ave is not necessarily nerima."

Automatically Zaid's head turned to Ave. "Why?"

"Because connecting with our loved ones is the capital to trust each other. How can Ave learn to trust the Father if you do not believe in yourself? How do you want to believe in Ave if the same family is not?"

Zaid. His hands stopped working. Just this time he saw Ave so seriously. His words also made sense. Far from being stupid or joking.

"Love.if you can't trust each other, then any communication won't work, sir. Mama Ave, for example, is very in love with Papa, but still because Mama does not believe in herself, nor does she believe in the same love of Papa, Papa, even asked for a divorce just after knowing that he was sick with cancer. Mama Ave does not believe that Papa is willing to nemenin Mama, sick or healthy. Mama says Mama doesn't want to take papa's pills. But Mama did not know that Papa always regretted his decision. Maybe all his life, Papa Ave will always be. Ave doesn't want to do that."

"I won't divorce you if you're sick, Ve," Zaid promised unconsciously.

Ave smiled knot. "Ave who will not marry Father. Won't do! Until Ave can trust the same Father. This is just a new ngadepin family, Father is not confident like this. How can you be a good father if you never learn the meaning of family? What about Papa Ave? How can you learn from the mistakes of divorced parents if they never see them try? How do you want to have a dream parent if you never feel like a child who is scolded, reprimanded, advised or even diomeli parents? We can't get valuable experience just by hearing from people's stories, sir. The most valuable lesson is that we experience it ourselves. Moreover, our parents are equally divorced. Ave honestly yes sir.h instead think 1000 times to get married it is precisely because of looking at Ave's own parents. Those who love each other can get divorced, what if not really love?"

The mood became quiet. Zaid. Noticing Ave's face that was starting to turn sad.

"You.. inget your late mama's house?" ask Zaid. Ave just nodded. The girl's eyes began to turn red, but she tried to hold it in. "Sorry, Ve. I'm so nervous" he said with regret.

Ave shakes. "Don't like to see you're always alone like this. That's like agingetin Ave to Ave himself. Ave used to be when Mama just died. Blaming themselves. Even blame everyone. Even the same Mom who does not exist. But it was Ave's grandfather who gave this advice. Grandpa Ave said the family may be dizzying, hurt and even turn our world upside down, but there's love with their presence. Love that cannot be replaced by the presence of others. Love that makes us strong to face anything."

Apparently the contents of Ave's heart can no longer hold back his tears. Slowly two of his tears fell as he finished speaking.

"Don't wait until your parents don't have anything new you want to meet them" whispered Ave, looking down. Sad to remember the late mother.

Zaid really wanted to hug the girl. But all he did was finally put his palm on the girl's shoulder, gripping her gently. "Sorry, Ve. I'm making you cry again."

Ave didn't answer. Just shake.

"I promise I'll learn, Ve. I will make you love me, trust me and... "

"Emang Ave said Ave wanted to be his wife?" tanya Ave cut out Zaid's words. His eyes were still wet, but his face had changed. No longer look sad.

Zaid. Very quickly the emotions of this girl changed. "So that... "

"Kan Ave gives an example. Example, Sir. Not that Ave wants to be your wife. Only example, OK?"

Zaid said nothing.

"Yes already. Stop being sad! We're eating now! Ave's hungry! If you don't want to eat, Mr. Ave just eat. Ave doesn't like to eat alone" Ave said firmly as he stood up. Then he pulled Zaid's hand to stand up. Obey, Zaid stood up while putting down his equipment.

"But take a shower! I stink of oil!" screech Ave before running inside the house again, letting Zaid who could only shake his head at the cheerful girl's behavior.

Only a few days did this girl fill her days at home. But every time he was present, there was a warmth that seemed to slip into Zaid's heart. All morning, Zaid chose to busied himself with his motorbike, turning on the television so that the house felt boisterous as usual, but his heart was never as happy when he saw Ave standing near the garage door. Only this time also did he hear the girl tell him her whole heart without hesitation.

Ave was like the sun that melted his entire heart that had long been frozen.

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