The Wedding Maze
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During the drive home in Winter's car, the atmosphere was still tense. Winter is still seen holding back his emotions that have not subsided. How to drive a car is the answer to Snow for that conjecture. Little ugalan.

“Why did you get to dirty your brother's hand to hit him? I've never cared about all the apologies from Wi—”

“If you don't care, then why would you want to meet? You should thank me, not blame let alone corner me like this.”

Snow knew he was wrong, and of course the stubborn Winter would not budge when it came to arguments. Snow knew their speaker's rhythm would remain the same.

“Thank you. And, sorry.”

Winter glanced at it, there was a hint of guilt already talking that way to Snow who was naturally the most injured party.

Even so, the selfishness possessed by Winter still does not want to give up. Then he spoke again, his intonation slightly down.

“Actually what he ever did to you.” as late as Winter, withdrawing all attention Snow.

Tub in the pounding waves, Snow's heart ached many times more than usual, when the question slid from Winter's lips. Because Winter is a person who never wants to know the affairs and lives of others. But this time, why did he seem to turn into such a caring person. Does he just want to know, then laugh at himself? Just imagine, Snow could not possibly continue to linger around Winter. Too painful.

Snow's chest is blooming, his breath hunting down from the top of the highest mountain in the world.

“A-I can't tell this to brother. Sorry.”

Winter glanced at him, looking pityfully at the distressed Snow.

For Snow, if time could be turned back, he was eager to erase everything that happened that day. Or at the very least, he didn't want to meet and get to know Willy. The bad memories with Willy were so thick and scary. Snow no longer wanted to talk about all those memories, let alone Winter.

Realizing the interlocutor is not in the comfort zone, Winter tries to understand. Then he tried to no longer disturb the bad memories that wanted to be buried as deep as possible by Snow.

“It's okay if you don't want to tell me that. Forget what you want to forget.”

Jessy once gave her an input so as not to bring herself to continue to be trapped and dissolve into the past. Butwhat? Snow couldn't even forget that little bit of bad memory, as his heart still held a little room for Willy.

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Snow fell asleep fifteen minutes before Winter's car arrived in the courtyard. He pulled the handbrake lever, after turning off the car engine, then looked at the face of Snow who was wading through the dreamland.

A flash of memory about how Snow's expression when meeting a man named Willy earlier, Winter again afflicted with too much pity on the girl who some days disturbed his days.

“I don't know how much burden you're suffering. But I also don't want myself to have to endure the same feelings as you. I don't like you, but I want to continue with you.” Winter's voice is so soft, it almost sounds like a whisper.

All of a sudden, the desire to touch Snow's gentle mane led his arm to extend toward the sleeping girl. He would be free to stroke the hair if he did it slowly and carefully so that Snow did not wake up.

“You know, I would love for you to get out of my house.” Winter continued, still selfish and denying the feeling that filled his chest and flew butterflies in his stomach. “But I also can't let you go.”

Worry, maybe that's the picture of Winter's feelings right now. While her strong ego wants to dominate, a strange feeling also reminds Winter not to behave like that.

Winter knows the feelings that arise may only be because he pityes Snow. Later, if everything has passed, Winter is sure that the feeling will go away on its own.

Amidst an annoying daydream about the strange feeling for Snow, Winter's phone vibrates. Call from Amora. There was a bit of guilt when Winter turned her attention from the phone screen, to Snow's presence. It is like betraying a trust. Yeah, he felt it.It felt like being the meanest person to waste a girl as good as Snow.

“Eum.” the answer is short when the call is connected.

“Where are you? Why not tell me if it doesn't come to the office?” cerocos Amora will not compromise. Only this time Winter missed work for reasons that are not clear, which of course invites thousands of questions in Amora.

Winter takes off the seatbelt, then gets out of the car to talk to Amora. He also did not want to disturb Snow's slumbering sleep.

“I have important business with a. How is work in the office?”

For a few seconds, Amora was silent.

“Mora?”

“Thank God then. I was worried—”

Winter's voice came to a halt when she heard her car door slammed hard. Snow just lowered his head while raising the rope Sling bag without intending to look at Winter even for a moment.

“Ah, Mo, already yes. I have to go back.”

Without waiting for Amora's approval, Winter ends the call and runs after Snow's steps. Then pulled Snow's snow-white arm to speak.

“The key is on me.”

Snow just kept quiet and nodded. He did not understand the concept of a spinning world. A suddenly good winter, a past that continues to hunt, a bad memory that makes slump, all screamed out in Snow's mind. The anxiety that had been lost was as if to take back the calm and sanity of Snow. All were floundering, boisterous and no one wanted to step back in the least.

Just when the door of the house opened, Snow only remembered if the intercom did not have to use the key. There is a password that only needs to be pressed so that the bar opens.

“Why Sister Winter lied to me.”

To lie?

Instantly, Winter's steps came to a halt. He couldn't lie if this time he was surprised by Snow's sudden question.

“Lying in what way?” tanya Winter, wants to justify the guess in her head.

Snow did not answer, but passed away leaving Winter still glued in front of the open door. He did not understand the direction of Snow's conversation at all, which of course made him even more unsettled.

He ran back after Snow, then pulled the girl's wrist rough without permission.

Surprised, Snow curled up in fear as he covered his two ears. Winter who saw that increasingly did not understand. His forehead shriveled, then aligned and also squatted in front of Snow.

“Why you?”

Snow shook his head on the sidelines crying. He was really scared, and that really worried Winter.

“Snow, you're okay right?”

“Please leave me.” the door, sad.

Winter intends to wipe the top of Snow's head, but the girl rebuffs hard until Winter falls down with her panicked expression.

“Do not touch me.”

The trailer is back. Snow scared.

“Do not touch me, I beg.”

“Snow. It's me, Winter.”

Snow stopped crying, he looked at Winter fixedly, then hugged her tightly.

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry.”

That's all Winter heard so many times. Snow only apologized in the midst of his fear. Then, without hesitation, Winter returned Snow's embrace quite tightly. Very closely until the face of the girl was immersed between the recesses of her neck.

“Do not be afraid. I'll protect you.” []

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