The After One Night
[Cherryl]

Without agreement, without engineering, the three beautiful people are now standing behind each window of his room.

Snow fell though it was still quite thin, the air as if piercing human bones, frozen hearts were increasingly raging.

Love, what is the definition of love? Is the process always the same as life in novels that begin to hate and change likes?

Cheryl, Sandy and Storm have unknowingly been living a love triangle life since still Junior High.

The difference is not scrambling, because often the Storm brushed off his love for Cheryl. And one form of his business is, by courting the adult Eveline in every way.

Even up to seven years in contact with Eveline, the Storm failed to escape from Cheryl's love.

Behind each of his bedroom windows, the three humans were in a dilemma. Cheryl with her dilemma, Sandy with her dilemma, and the Storm was no less weak.

Cheryl is still groping parts of her heart, now Sandy pinned the ring on her ring finger, but her whole world is still filled with a name that is difficult to replace.

Sandy is in a dilemma with the feelings Cheryl has for her. Will she be able to continue the marriage without the love of her partner? Yesterday night after seeing the Storm express feelings, Cheryl began to worry again.

The storm is chaotic, news of Cheryl's engagement has been airing all over social media, while she is still a loser in her father's golden cage.

Last night, social media reported the engagement of the noble daughter's sons, Sandy and Cheryl.

It is clear how Cheryl's sweet smile expands when she receives a diamond ring from her best friend Sandy's fingers.

The most troubling part was, Gustav actually sneered at his baby. With a slow step the man approached the body of his son's field just his wayang.

"You see, even after you slept, Raka's granddaughter was engaged to another young man. And you, still a young man who failed to move on."

The storm turned to the man who had been a barrier to his love for his Cheryl Arsya. There was love, and there was ambition that the Storm saw from the cruel face of his father.

"Papa's right, Cheryl's not the best girl for me. Now set me free. The storm's ready to take in any girl Papa's choice."

Gustavo was silent for a long time, then smiled after being convinced by the expression of his son's heart. "Smart kid. From now on, forget about Raka's granddaughter. And prove you can live without that cheap girl." Ticus.

"Hm." The storm nodded with a gurat that was difficult to decipher.

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The days just pass by. Now the UK is entering winter, snow often falls even though it is not so extreme.

College is still running at the end of the semester. Another two weeks of winter holidays will begin.

A few days later Cheryl and Sandy got married. Instead of being happy, Cheryl was often pensive in the corner of the library room.

Sandy came up with putting aside her sense of dilemma. Sandy begins to convince herself that Cheryl is still capable of being conquered.

There are many love stories out there that start with friends and get married, and maybe they're one of them.

"Hey pretty." Sandy surprises Cheryl by suddenly hugging the girl.

"Sister Sand!" Cheryl inadvertently made a loud noise, the daydreams about the Storm were everywhere.

"Sst." Sandy hissing. All the students are looking at them. "Don't make them envious of where we are here."

"But Cheryl was shocked!" The girl turned sullenly at her thick book. There is no good mood to serve his fiancee.

Cheryl looked over with a big question mark on her head. "You mean Sand?"

"You even dimmed your expression after seeing me coming." Sandy counted one by one her hands. "One, two, three, three more days our parents get us married to Ryl, and you're becoming more and more of a stranger to me."

"Sister Sand." There is a sudden sense of discomfort from inside Cheryl until she is silent when Sandy unites both of their lips.

The gentle touch, not enough to make Cheryl forget the memories with Hurricane Admiral.

"Now look at me." Sandy grabbed her fiancee's smooth hand to put on her field chest.

"Try thinking again. Am I too bad to get your heart? Am I not worthy enough to be the content of your daydream? And are you still sure you want to continue the marriage with me? Answer me."

Cheryl glazed. He looked down, not knowing what to say.

"I beg you to answer me, Ryl." Sandy's getting smoother. Do not be asked how the feeling of glass, now his heart began to crack to find water droplets from the tail of his fiancee's eyes.

These days Sandy often flips back and forth to the home of her future in-laws. But Cheryl never wanted to smile for him. The brief kiss he often put on Cheryl's forehead like there was no effect.

"When I marry you, will you be entirely mine?"

Cheryl gave a small sob as she extended her eyes back to the handsome young man.

"Honestly, Ryl, don't make me worse by marrying you without your heart's blessing."

Cheryl smiled. "Like a wingless angel, Brother Sand took all the weight of the world from Cheryl's shoulders." Reveal it.

"From childhood, when Cheryl was in a difficult situation, Sand was on Cheryl's side. Sand is so perfect. But why is Cheryl still hoping about him?" The girl shed tears.

"Tell me how Cheryl forgot? Tell Cheryl how Cheryl hates her?"

"Because it turned out to be perfect that Sand didn't manage to divert my world. What can Cheryl do? Sometimes Cheryl looks you in the eye. But that's where Cheryl found a glimpse of him."

"It's not like Cheryl didn't try. These few days Cheryl's been trying to fall in love with your touch, your affection, your attention, your being, the smell of your breath, your kiss, everything. But it's still so hard to forget all about him."

"Cheryl loves her not because she's perfect but because this sense comes without coercion, it's hard to switch even on a perfect human like you. Cheryl's ready if Sand finally gives up."

Sandy shakes. "Of ten wishes, if there is one you give me, I will keep you. Now, tell me, how much hope did you give me?"

Brakkk.... The voice sounded suddenly. "Storm!" Shouts of some girls who gasp.

Everyone stretched their gazes at the violent young man who had just toppled the library table.

Sandy stood up to receive the grip of her best friend's hand. "What's this like a friend huh? You even forced her to hope, even though I was still fighting for her!"

"Storm." Sally, Cheryl called out that name.

"Tell him, you still want me so much." The storm moved closer to the girl.

Cheryl backwards. "Uugh, don't come any closer." He shut his mouth as the storm approached.

"Chery." Sandy and Storm cried out simultaneously.