Surai Kasih Tiga Lives
Episode 9 Sadness for dreams

''If you have to go, then go quietly,

don't look back.

If you can't do that, let me walk away from you.''

The woman's voice, halted for a moment.

He lowered his face, and buried his head much deeper, into the lap of the husband.

''Forgive me my husband, for selfishness is all this happening.'' He said again, but this time it was much slower than before.

Meanwhile, the husband was silent with his eyes closed, and his face looked up to the ceiling of the room there.

His heart felt tight at this moment, his gallant body felt limp without exertion.

Slowly, he rested his body on the back of the chair.

However, do not move and change the position of sitting or moving his thighs.

The man did not want to wake the wife, who had just fallen asleep, with a restful position on the floor, and the head placed on the lap.

She was Ziaruo, the empress and only wife of the emperor Murongxu, the leader of one of the 4 great Cloud empires.

After no longer being heard, a voice from above the lap, the man straightened his dashing back, from a leaning position.

Slowly opened his pitch-black eyes, gently rubbing the head of the woman he had loved so much all this time.

His fixed eyes stared fixedly, the face of the wife on every inch.

As if after today it would be difficult for him, to enjoy moments like now.

In fact, he listened carefully to every sentence Ziaruo spoke.

However, he remained silent and just listened, without commenting.

Because to him, every word his wife is saying right now, is precious.

So, he wanted to hear more even though, there were some parting words from the wife, which hurt his heart and heart in his body, like a knife that was slowly*, and*yat every inch.

However, even so he remained silent and only endured the pain, as well as his bloodless wounds.

Slowly Murongxu moved his hand, enveloping his wife in a thin mist.

And at that moment, looking from the woman's body, a golden light shot out.

Quickly, the golden light was held by the murongxu, and disappeared behind the palm of the man.

In his lift, the slender body of the sleeping wife, with her head on her lap gently, carrying her on the lap as if it were the body of the wife, was a big baby that he still wanted to pamper.

Murongxu kissed the woman's forehead, once, ... twice and.

Murongxu was unable to describe, about his current feelings.

For him, now is the worst moment in his life history.

Without feeling the clear circle protruding from the tip of the eye, there are even a few drops lodged on the white face of the woman who is now sound asleep.

It was obvious that the woman was sleeping comfortably there, and as if she was not disturbed at all. The body still remained calm, on the lap.

''Even if you forget me later, I don't want your body touched by another man, because if that happens, I'm crazy to know.'' He said softly, while landing back, some soft kisses every part of the face of the wife.

His heart ached even more, as he imagined his own words.

As if, he could see when his wife was with a man, and the man was not himself.

His heart rumbled, his breathing felt short and fast. In the embrace of her body tightly, kissed again all parts of the beautiful face of his beloved wife.

Murongxu, no longer caring, the droplets of tears that poured out of his sharp eyes.

He thought, right now he is the only man, the one who suffers the most in the whole universe.

"Although, we will be separated for only 2 full moons, why do I find it difficult to pass through?.'' Emperor Murong continued, with clear lips cheeked.

''So let me hold you tonight, sleep in my lap until tomorrow.

You should wait for me to wake you up again, after the next 2 full moon. I love you. I love you so much...'' Say it again, and still in a soft tone.

Emperor Murong, again kissing the forehead, eyes, and several times******* the lips of his wife, who was sound asleep in the warm embrace of his gallant body. As if he was reluctant to take off the wife's mute body.

**(2 full moon in cloud kingdom \= 60 years in earth kingdom/human world* imagination)**

Knowing it's early morning,

he started moving his body which was starting to stiffen.

Because last night I took my seat, and hugged the wife's body, without releasing her for a second.

Slowly, he carried the slender body that was silent, which was in a sleeping position.

On the bed gently, on a large and beautiful bed, next to where he sat last night.

Covered by the body with a blanket to the chest, he again kissed the forehead, and to the two eyes of the wife.

And I don't know, for how many times he did.

Closing a silk mosquito net on the bed, before finally he had to step foot towards the exit of the room.

His long footsteps began to walk away, but before opening the door of the room, the emperor Murongxu stopped his steps, moving his hands slowly, as if he was smashing something.

Suddenly, a golden light appeared for a moment.

Slowly but surely, the light turned into a beautiful figure, the figure resembles the empress ziaruo, not only similar but can be said to be exactly the same.

Because the figure was the soul of Ziaruo himself, who would accompany the husband, receiving punishment from master teacher Xio, but with a new body created from Murongxu cultivation.

"Are you ready empress?.'' Asked the Murong emperor gently.

"I am ready, Your Majesty." He answered softly, but with a sad look.

Although the figure is only a clone, but still she is the empress Ziaruo, because the soul that fills the body of the creation, the original belongs to the empress.

It was just that, with a different body, that was the body created by the emperor Murong. (From 30 years of cultivation.)

''I hope, you will take care of your heart empress.'' Said the emperor, with a trembling tone and feeling heavy.

It was like a request in the tone of command, and it was uttered by the man, before walking towards the place of the master, to receive the punishment for his guilt, which had taken the holy pearl, and which he had taken, inside the sealing cave.

Although, the mistake was made by the emperor Murong, but because of him, the cause for the actions of the emperor, who was determined to take something is not (yet) his.

''I will take care of my heart as best I can, until we reunite my husband.'' He murmured inwardly, while aligning his footsteps with the emperor Murong.

Yet....

''Ika ..ika..wake up dear ...wake up, it's just a dream, wake up!.'' Pinta madam Ranti by moving the body of her daughter, who had been crying with her eyes closed.

"Mother ..I dreamt again ma'am, but this time I can remember about my dream it was ma'am.'' Rahartika answered while hugging her mother, when she had opened her eyes.

Mrs Ranti returned the hug, because that was all she could do, when her daughter had an ever-coming dream.

As the girl said, this time the flash of her dream was clearer,

although the faces there were still a little fuzzy.

He would never be able to remember the faces in his dreams.

However, he can definitely say that his dreams are always the same.

Meanwhile, at the Wijayadiningrat family residence, precisely in a room.

Rasya suddenly jerked up from sleep, he rubbed his eyes several times, his forehead still frowning, as if he was finding something interesting.

''Ziaruo, it turns out it was you ...'' Said slowly.

''It turned out like that ..My dreams all along, maybe not just a dream, and you are for me.'' Back on, still in muttering mode.

Rasya smiled happily.

"Dreeett.dreeett.

The voice of the phonsel vibrated

Hearing the sound, Rasya glanced at the clock on the table, was seen there at 1.47 am, he grabbed a small magical object, and saw who called him in the middle of the night like that. His eyes widened to see Yolan's name stamped there.

"Basar g*la women, you are indeed mbak *KUNkunjANTI* what?, midnight calling.'' Grumbling Rasya, he gets upset and flips his cell phone, before turning back to lie down, hoping to continue his dream again.