The Love of the Racer
Life is No Longer

Step gontai tarpaku on the footrest in front of the bed. A pair of hazel pearls were brought staring at the nanar towards the stretched blanket scroll. A pair of legs are also ready to go.

Without saying much he immediately infiltrated the blanket, hugging Monica who was still snoring.

"Hm ...." Monica instantly raved like a hum. His peaceful sleep began to fall apart. Opened slightly a pair of eyelids that still feels heavy until he caught the existence of the figure of Jesslyn.

"Do you want to come early in the morning?" Monica asked lazily. "That's right! You're wet. Getaway. Or change your clothes with mine in the closet," he grumbled with unease and closed his eyes again to continue his sleep.

Ignoring the grumbling sucks Monica Jesslyn even more tightened her embrace. Even so, the pouting line adorns the face.

"I'm sad and angry" Jesslyn said.

"Why?" The response of Monica who still set aside a little awareness in between her sleep.

"I cried until my eyes were swollen."

"What's wrong?"

"Because of Jeaven."

"I guessed it."

"I hate him so much now."

Monica moves sideways, turning Jesslyn's back. "I've heard you say that a lot" he said, bored.

Because, his best friend often said the same thing every made disappointed by the polar man, Jeaven. But it won't last long.

In a word, Jeaven is a figure that holds two functions. That is as the one who hurt as well as treat. Although Jesslyn had endured the pain many times, but will heal just like that when faced with the prince of heart.

However, the storyline that used to be meaningless. The disappointment had roared loudly in his heart now.

"I ... absolutely hate her, Monica," pressed Jesslyn about her serious feelings of shackling. Even his voice sounded trembling as it started to stumble. "Jeaven-" his words paused in doubt.

"Jeaven why?" Monica is still faithful to respond to the curses of the friend even though drowsiness is still reigning.

"We played in bed last night until I was no longer holy."

"WHAT?!" The statement that had just flown from Jesslyn's lips instantly managed to pull Monica from her drowsiness. The woman immediately sat down with a surprised expression in disbelief.

What Monica knows, all this time the friend Jeaven from her little is a strange man who does not know dating, playing women, let alone playing bed.

"So she's already accepted your love?" Monica asked again with a hopeful mimic.

Jesslyn's face lowered as if the burden of lara being carried was too heavy. Mataapun increasingly falling along with the pulsation of a slashing pain.

"Jeaven asked me to forget it because it was just a mistake."

"Huh?! Really the bastard guy he is. What kind of cheap woman do you think?! Just wait, I'll teach you a lesson!" Monica exclaimed, which was immediately provoked by emotion.

"But, Jess. I can't take it."

"Mon, I've completely given up on my feelings."

The gray face of the friend. Monica can feel Jesslyn's heart. Not mind if now he also shed tears. The weak body in front of him was to be carried into a hug.

"Share your sorrow with me. It can ease your burden. And remember, don't let the test of life keep you from recognizing yourself in the end. Stay like the Jesslyn I know."

"Thank you, Mon. You are the best friend."

"I know that."

…

The Allison family residence.

"Your sister knows everything" said Jeffrey, who had just approached. A gloomy look also overshadowed his handsome face.

Jeaven can immediately digest the words of the daddy. "How does he know, Dad?" He asked with his hands rubbing the back of the Mommy who felt shaking from crying.

"Somehow the story of the doctor's diagnosis file about the disease can be in his hands" said Jeffrey.

"He must have been very desperate because he knew his estimated chance of life would not be more than 1 year. Mommy really can't. Mommy was hurt too. Why is his fate so bad?" Jenny interrupted while being stunned.

Jeaven began to curse himself. If he knew the situation like this, he would have dragged his sister home when he saw her.

"Daddy has been looking, but it has not been found," Jeffrey added.

Slowly Jeaven broke down her embrace and looked seriously at the woman who had given birth to her. "Mom, stop crying." He gently wiped away the tears that were soaking his cheeks. "Jeaven will be out looking for her until we meet."

"You have to take her home" Jenny asked.

"Daddy will come with you" said Jeffrey.

"Yes." Yeah."

The tip of the toe that had been spinning and ready to swing away suddenly undo when the figure of Jennis was seen entering the house.

"My son!" Jenny immediately rushed over to Jenny who seemed to walk slowly carrying her pale face.

"Mom," she wrote as much as possible, forcing her heavy tongue to make a sound. Then he led his eyes towards his sister. "May I .. be selfish before my death? I ... I want to be a part of Jesslyn's life. But--"

Not yet complete Jennis expressed his heart, the body is difficult to work with. The legs can no longer be supported along with the view began to darken. Eventually, the consciousness disappeared.

"Jennis!" Screaming worried everyone simultaneously.

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