Surai Kasih Tiga Lives

Surai Kasih Tiga Lives
Episode 129 Disassembled.


If the foam is able to choose..


he may think of becoming a rock, in order to be submerged on the ocean floor, accompanying the tides in a unity forever.


If the foam can choose...


It wants to be a sturdy reef, which is difficult to destroy, does not quickly disappear, and is replaced with a new foam.


Because at least, he will be with the ocean even in silence.


And like foam in the sea, there lies the heart of Yongyu who loves in silence, takes care and enjoys togetherness, with a mask of brotherly affection.


Yongyu is not a froth in the ocean that can dance in rhythm with the waves.


However, he also lived with her.


He is like a lover poet, in a mist of shadows.


In fact, sometimes he thinks foam may be much luckier than himself, who can wander together in the pounding of the waves, speeding in the waves of freedom that blend, even if only for a moment.


In between the chaos, as well as the battle in the middle of the borders of the Tang imperial forest, Yongyu arrived there just as, Ziaruo stood on a cliff.


He worried about the woman there, especially after hearing Prince Murongyu's words about the curse becoming melted, if he killed the wolf in his hand.


He wanted to dart towards the top of the cliff, replacing the brother killing the wolf, which became the point of strength of the other herd.


However, he withdraws, when the older brother (Jing), walks over, and tries to persuade Ziaruo, to release the wolf.


And again he was overwhelmed with anxiety, when Ziaruo came down from the cliff holding a silver wolf. Yongyu reflexively, again stepped his legs closer to Ziaruo.


However, the man then undoes his intentions, when the husband of the woman who has become his sister, first arrived, and gave attention.


Honestly there was anger, as well as great jealousy in his heart. He pulled away and walked away towards the train.


Yongyu did not want to, his anger and turmoil was known by others.


The man walked to the back of the horse-drawn carriage, where several shadow guards, with medicinal abilities, who joined the journey this time, were treating several wounded soldiers.


Yongyu just wants to avoid something, which can turn him into a person with an irrational personality.


''Are you just going to keep quiet, and not help us?.'' said a man, with a flat tone to him.


The man, who was none other than Wuhan, appeared to be receiving treatment from one of his subordinates.


Hearing that, Yongyu felt as if he had been caught wet daydreaming, the young man became nervous for a moment.


And in fact, Wuhan did not realize that the man he knew as the Emperor's brother-in-law was agitated over jealousy.


Wuhan thought that the man, was grieving over the terrible events that befell the soldiers there.


''Don't feel this is bad, for us to be able to guard and protect the emperor, and the Empress is an honor.'' Wuhan is full of dedication.


''Even I am willing to sacrifice my life for them.'' Wuhan murmured in the heart.


Wuhan stared at Yongyu with an incomprehensible look, there were many things he thought about the man in front of him.


''Why is it that every time I talk to him, my feelings are always strange, as if we have known each other for a long time.'' The man muttered back.


"I don't understand treatment, but if it's possible to bandage a wound, this man is much better than you.'' Sahut Yongyu, while picking up the cloth, which was used to bandage the wound, in the arm of Wuhan.


The man, with the intention of helping Wuhan, who had been trying to bandage his own wounds, because the healer was treating him, had to check on the other soldiers.


Receiving the aid, Wuhan felt reluctant to stare at the face in front of her.


With a deheman as an exorcist of awkwardness, the man said. ''Mheeem....Of course you are much better than me, if not.


Yongyu heard all the sayings from Wuhan, a word with a satirical meaning, for the pride Yongyu had, the praise for his skills were all for the younger brother.


However, even if he is not the one who gets flattery, he will still be happy.


For Yongyu, any kindness (praise) to Ziaruo, was a favor to him as well.


The young man only sighed for a moment, before he again finished dressing the cloth into Wuhan's arm.


''It's finished, it looks like you'll have a beautiful carving here.'' Yongyu said calmly, referring to the wound on Wuhan's right arm, which was fairly deep.


Hearing that, Wuhan only smiled for a moment before replying. ''Will there be any difference for me with this scar?.''


''Heeeh....''


In a voice full of calm, he said again. ''I'd rather this wound stay there.''


''At least when I see this wound, I will remember the day we were still in the same world.'' Think in silence Wuhan.


''Heeeh.Here you are, you will definitely not understand what I say." Wuhan is back.


The man who established himself as, the guardian of the shadow of the emperor, did not want to explain anything, to the man who was fairly close, with the woman who was now in control of her mind, and heart.


''Do as you please...'' Yongyu replied flatly.


And sure enough, for Yongyu there was nothing, which attracted his attention on the problems of others. Because there's no advantage in doing that.


Hearing that answer, Wuhan laughed loudly while saying back. ''Ahaha.hahaha...You deserve to be our Empress's brother, even your indifference is the same.''


''Heeeeh...You're right, I deserve to be his brother.'' Sahut Yongyu with raging feelings.


He thinks to be anything/anyone, as long as it can keep him beside the woman.


''Only brother and no more.'' Continue in the heart.


''Are we going to stay here tonight?.'' Yongyu asked, turning the conversation about him.


Wuhan is shaking slowly, in response to the question of the man sitting next to her.


He stared at Yongyu's face without the young man's knowledge, not knowing what he was thinking, so he did not realize there was a pair of eyes that were looking at him closely.


''Prince.'' Call Wuhan short.


Hearing that, Yongyu's reflexes answered without turning to Wuhan. ''Heeem.''


Hearing the answer, as if a loud bang was hitting his body, Wuhan's eyes were full, his body was shaking violently.


However, amid the sudden reflexes sliding from Yongyu's lips, the man was also surprised, when he realized what designation Wuhan was using, to call him a moment ago.


For a moment, the look of the face turned different, there was anxiety in the look in his eyes.


A fear of being exposed, a big secret about his past life.


A high status and position, which left him buried between the throne, hatred and falsehood.


With as soon as possible he tried to calm down, his brain worked hard to find a rebuttal for the answer to his proposal, until in the end he found an idea.


''Although I am the sister of the Empress, but I am not an imperial family, do not mention with a title that is not mine and do not want me to have.'' Said Yongyu, with a look on his face, which was made as calm as possible.


''Prince...'' Call Wuhan back, this time the face looked full of delinquency.


Yongyu was just silent, he looked at that face with an indecipherable look, as if he wanted to erect a high wall between his face and Wuhan's face.


So that nothing, or anyone, can penetrate the mind, and reveal its secrets all along.


However, with a short answer sentence earlier, he had made Wuhan convinced, that he was the little prince of the Zing empire.


A younger brother of the emperor who was presumed dead.


''Why do you still call me prince, I don't judge the position on the rights of others, stop or you want to make an uproar.'' Yongyu.


The man, rising from his seat, was about to walk away from Wuhan which was surrounded by his guilt.


The man with a high status in the Zing empire, looked filled with regret.


With a trembling voice, Wuhan again said. ''Your Grace...His Majesty regretted everything, he repeatedly searched for your existence, even sending elite soldiers to explore the Mystical forest.''


''Really?.'' Yongyu replied softly.


''Isn't he supposed to be happy with my death?, and after all, he doesn't need to waste his expensive medicines, just to threaten me.'' Yongyu is back.


The atmosphere became silent, Both Wuhan and Yongyu, as if there was no previous familiarity between the two.


Wuhan's face lowered, he did not understand where to explain. Because in reality, whatever was said from the lips of prince Jiang jing yun, everything was true.


He was one of the people who understood everything the most at the time. However, the regret of the emperor Jiang jing wei, was also a truth.


However, if he was required to occupy the position of the second prince (Yongyu/Jiang jing yun) back then, perhaps he would also act the same, doubtfully not even being able to trust them anymore.


Wuhan remained silent on the spot, until the voice of a woman broke the silence there.


''Sister.you've come.''