
"Celyn, said Kenjo, if you've loved me for a long time, is that true?"
Celyn gasped in shock, hearing the question that Aby had just thrown. Instantly his heart was busy cursing at Kenjo.
"Why are you quiet? is that true?" Aby asked again, making Celyn nervous and feeling cornered. She bit her lower lip, and her throat was so choked that she found it hard to speak.
Aby looked at Celyn with a sharp gaze, waiting for Celyn to answer her question. But Cellyn remained silent as if reluctant to give an answer.
"Well, if you don't answer, it's okay. I can't force you. Let's just say, Kenjo is boasting. Because to be honest, I actually do not believe the same thing that Kenjo said. How can you love me, while I never be sweet to you. Maybe you hate me, right? Now sleep!" aby concluded, ending the conversation by turning her back, turning her back on Celyn and closing her eyes.
Without permission, a clear liquid finally trickled down from the corner of Celyn's eyes, looking at the back of the man who was her husband. She closed her mouth so that her crying voice could not be heard.
"I love you, Aby. Loving you so much, because of the magnitude of my love, I can't even afford to hate you, even if you never look at me." said Cellyn who of course only dared to say in her heart.
Suddenly, Aby jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom, as her stomach was stirred again and nausea returned to her.
Seeing that, Cellyn swiftly descended also from the bed, and followed Aby into the bathroom.
Cellyn massaged the back of Aby's nape and occasionally massaged her husband's back.
"So why the hell? tomorrow we will be doctors, yes" said Celyn in a very worried tone.
The nausea that had attacked Aby, instantly evaporated out of nowhere, once got the attention of Celyn, and again this raises the question in Aby's mind, why could it be like that?
Aby washed her mouth, then turned to look at the face of the woman whose worried face was still clearly imprinted there.
"Have you just cried?" aby asked with her brows furrowed, as she looked at Cellyn's puffy eyes.
"Ti-no, I'm not crying," said Celyn, quickly.
"You don't lie! your eyes are puffy. Are you crying because I'm vomiting, or is there something else?" netra Aby, stared intensely at Celyn's bead eyes.
"I really don't cry Brother." Cellyn was still trying to deny. "Now we better get out of this bathroom, otherwise you'll catch a cold" said Cellyn again as she stepped out of the bathroom, followed by Aby from behind him.
The two of them went back up to the bed, and laid down their bodies.
The silence was quite long. The two of them were busy with their respective minds with their eyes glaring at the ceiling of the room.
"Sister, don't you want to ask for the right of a sister, tonight?" finally Celyn ventured to ask, something that was very stuck in her mind.
Aby shook her head, not answering at all. He was indeed no hypocrite if he had been trying to resist his urge to touch Celyn. But his logic still worked, he still felt perplexed by the feeling of what he felt for Cellyn. He didn't want to touch Cellyn just because of the n4fsu. All she wanted, she would touch Cellyn if she could confirm what she felt for the woman, was truly love.
Seeing the tears of Celyn, Aby's stomach churned again, wanting to vomit.
"Celyn, please don't cry! I think I'd be nauseous if you cried, because of me. So please stop your tears!" please Aby, with a face that has turned pale.
Celinen wiped her tears and panicked back to see Aby's pale countenance as if she had no blood at all.
"You don't think things through. I don't feel disgusted, but I don't want to do it to you just because it's based on N4fsu. Because that woman was not to me just as an object to vent *****. I am much better off, seeing the human race wiped out, than we become worse than animals by making the best creation of God, the woman, the object of our n4fsu (Mahatma Gandhi).
Cellyn was stunned, and felt moved to hear the words of Aby, who greatly appreciated a woman. "How can I not be more in love, if your attitude is like this, brother?" inner Celyn.
"Now, sleep! you've been too tired all day. Please think of our child" Aby said unconsciously, warming her heart as she came out of her mouth.
Aby closed her eyes and so did Cellyn. Out of nowhere, Aby opens her eyes again and so does Celyn.
"Why did you open your eyes again?" ask Aby.
"I-I __" Cellyn was worried to say that she suddenly wanted to be hugged by Aby.
Aby moves, gets close to Cellyn, and out of nowhere she suddenly pulls on Celyn's body and carries her in her arms.
"Sleep!" said Aby softly.
A comfortable feeling immediately penetrated into the heart of Cellyn when her desire to be able to breathe the scent of Aby's body could be fulfilled. Without waiting for long, finally his breath both began to be regular signs that both of them had fallen asleep and drifted in their respective dreams.
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Meanwhile, in a room whose walls were gray, there appeared a man who could not close his eyes for a single moment. Who else would he be if not the furious Kenjo.
Inside his head was ringing said Aby who said that Anin would be betrothed. Not without reason if he has not expressed his feelings for Anin, although in fact, he can catch the signal of love that he can see from Anin's eyes, for him.
Kenjo did not tell anyone the reason, including Cellyn, if in fact he just felt he was not worthy to be the woman's companion, judging from the status of the Cellyn family, which was far above the Kenjo family.
Kenjo is indeed not from the bottom, but it cannot be denied that he is far below Anin.
"What Aby said was right? or just trying to scare me? but he seems serious enough. I should how? do I just have to give up, and let Anin be with another man?" whispered Kenjo's heart, riled.
Tbc
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