The Prisoner of the Enemy's Heart
Chapter 53 Move On

Yani ran to her room trying to keep her tears from breaking in the room. Watching Black say the Kabul ijab to another woman named Devi Aldiva bint Abdul Aziz was a very painful thing for him.

In front of all the guests present the handsome, expressionless man kissed Devi Aldiva's forehead after they were declared lawful to be husband and wife.

"Yes, God, why is this heart so sick?" ask her to herself while touching her chest which feels very tight. Lost is already his hope of getting the heart of a cold man that he idolized so much.

"Yan," a voice suddenly sounded from the direction of the door of his room that was unlocked. His hand quickly shrank his unceasing tears out of his eyelids.

"Mrs Prilya?" he said when he saw what was coming was the young lady in the house.

"Why are you crying?" ask the sweet woman who is no longer the girl while sitting herself on the lips of the bed Yani. The servant who was very familiar with it instantly woke up from his position.

"Who is crying? Madam who has been crying a lot since yesterday. I am both madam. And keep patient. He said the patient is fertile and dear to God." Yani continued to speak with tears that turned out to be faithful flowing from her eyes.

"You're good at comforting Yan when you're not okay." Prilya smiled with a heart that was also sad.

"May I get Madam's hug?" Yani looked at Samuel Richard's wife with a small lick of his lips.

Prilya immediately grabbed Yani into her arms without having to answer the girl's question.

"My heart is very sad, huaaa" said Yani with tears that were getting broken. He felt his day crumpled with pain at this moment. And when there is someone who provides his shoulders to lean on it feels like he really wants to shout haru.

"Is it because of Mr Black,?" ask Prilya after Yani looks calmer.

"Y-yes Mistress. But by the way why is the young madam here? How about Mr Richard look for you, madam.?"

"I saw you crying when Mr. Black was declared the legal husband of Brother Devi. And I know how you feel right now."

"Oh, I'm so sad madam. It hurts so much to see someone we love getting married in front of our eyes, madam."' Yani can no longer cover up her feelings. He finally admitted that he was very sad at the moment.

"Later there will be another man who is definitely better than Mr. Black who will be your match Yan. So there's no need to be sad like this. You're beautiful, and Mr. Black is no match for you."

Yani stared at the face of Prilya with tears that began to subside. "Really Madam?"

"Yes Yan. You are beautiful, kind, and also diligent. There will be a man who will love you sincerely. So you don't have to think about Mr. Black. Being loved is more fun than just loving yourself Yan."

"Hum, but it's hard to forget. Every day I see him here with his wife. And it must have hurt a lot, madam." Prilya can only take a deep breath and then say.

"Just ignore Yan. Think of him as just a dust that's flying around us."

"But I have never seen Madam's dust. And also in this house there is no dust as big and as handsome as her Madam."

"Where can it be like that Madam, I can't." Yani still did not accept all the advice given by the Guerilla.

"Yes, that's it. I'll go back to the show. Brother Sam must have been looking for me." Prilya no longer had any words to comfort Yani. He finally came out of the servant's room because he felt unsuccessful in making Yani stop sad. But his steps stopped at the door of the room and turned to look at the servant.

"Remember. Don't kill yourself, Yan? This story of our lives is not a horror story, understand?!" he said with a firm face. After that he really left there.

While Yani, can only take a breath and then think about all the words of Prilya.

"Yes, I can't kill myself. My life is one while there are still many handsome men out there who might be my soul mate." The girl was monologuing with herself.

"Aaaaa, piss! But why can't I forget it huh?!" Yani shouted out loudly and managed to make some servants who were passing in front of his room immediately bend his head into the room.

"Yan, are you okay?" ask them with worried faces.

"No!!! I'm upset!!!" The girl screamed again as she grabbed her hair.

"You want to get a suspension from Mother Anita if you fuss like this Yan?" asked one of the servants who was older than him. Yani was silent. She was afraid of Ms. Anita, the butler in the house. He was left alone by others.

"alright. I should be fine. Love doesn't have to have, does it?" The girl got up and made her appearance again. He did not forget to look in the mirror to see his mascara that had melted and made it look like a ghost.

"Truely said Mrs Prilya, this story is not a horror story. I must be happy! Gotta be happy!" Yani clenched her hand on the left right side of her body then walked out of her room. There are a lot of male guests out there. Who knows if someone saw it and might be interested in it.

"I am beautiful and I have to be happy. Mr. Black is just a grain of dust" he said encouraging himself. The girl stepped forward to where the event took place. They should serve all guests well.

Prilya who saw him in the room that had been conjured for the ceremony as well as Black's wedding and Devi smiled widely. He held up two thumbs for the girl.

"What's up, baby? Who do you give Hem's thumb to?" ask her husband who has been watching her behavior since.

"Someone who is trying to move on kak" replied Prilya while turning her gaze towards Yani who was carrying a tray of drinks for Praja and some other guests.

Samuel Richard's face changed color. His eyes looked towards Praja who was also looking towards them.

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