The Wedding Maze
WM-25 |DAY MINUS NINE—22|

Every second that rotates, making Winter's breath as if it is being carried by a heavy burden considering Snow's condition is quite alarming. Last afternoon, after Snow tried to deny her presence with a twinkle of fear, Winter is now trying to become a useful figure for the girl.

Winter's staying in Snow's room tonight. Snow bans Winter from leaving and holds her in a tight hug.

Now, the girl was asleep in a trap that she had not let go of. Seizing for a moment, Winter briefly dipped the top of Snow's head.

“Actually what happened to you?” ask in silence. He was sure Snow would not hear, because taking tranquilizers that Snow no longer consumed. But today, Snow had to go back to swallowing the bitter pill to calm his soul.

However, in the midst of Winter trying to find comfort to close his eyes, the phone he put on the nightstand shook. The name Amora appears.

In a slow motion, Winter moved Snow's head from his arm onto a pillow. Unwilling to disturb the girl's deep sleep, Winter moves so slowly that she steps on the floor and walks out of Snow's room to receive Amora's call.

“What's up, Mora?” ask Winter while walking towards the kitchen to wet her dry throat with cold water.

“You're home, right?”

“Eum. Why?” winter answered, then began to gulp down the water he had poured into the glass.

“I'm in front of your house.”

The water in the mouth spouted out instantly. He was so shocked that he could not even believe that Amora would come to his house today. Luckily Snow was already sleeping, what if not?

“Why did you come here?” tanya Winter nervously accompanied with a small cough due to choking, then walked quickly to the front door to meet Amora.

Upon arriving, he sees Amora waving at him standing up, then approaches and steals a kiss on Winter's lips.

“What are you doing?” ask Winter flat. He did not expect Amora to be here today.

“I miss you, what else?” sahut Amora with a poignant tone and spoiled attitude made-up.

Sh*it! Hopefully no one will see, especially Snow who is being shaken.

Winter keeps chanting do'a to keep Snow from opening his eyes for the next few hours, or at least until Amora leaves his house.

Unasked, Amora took steps to enter the house. Just passed Winter. He actually realized the plan he had put together for Winter to come back to him, choose him and live with him.

“Mora, we can meet somewhere else. Not home. Snow is not well.”

“Why? He also needs to know who I am, and what our relationship is.”

Winter held her breath at Amora's extremely confident reply, her palms suddenly clenching at the side of the body. He knew he had to talk about this with Snow, sooner or later. But not now. Not when Snow was down and depressed.

“I know. I'll tell Snow when the time is right.”

“When? Even I don't feel like you're trying to turn down his presence lately.”

Yep. Winter felt that way too. Amora's opinion is not wrong. The woman is always sensitive to all her actions.

“Mora, Snow is sick. So I don't think it's ethical to tell him who you are and what our relationship is right now.”

Hearing that, Amora now threw a sharp glare and an annoyed face full of anger at Winter.

“I promise I'll talk about that with Snow. He knows about our relationship too. I told him.” Winter's cerocos, hoping that Amora would accept and leave here immediately before Snow woke up because of their slightly rowdy talk.

“It's not like that, I have absolutely no intention of expelling you, but Snow is really sick today. I just feel inappropriate if he hears everything when he is in a bad condition.”

Amora nodded. He knew very well that Winter was trying to find an excuse to let him go.

With slightly wide steps, Amora turned around and kissed Winter's lips again. Then say goodbye, feel the need to make a more mature plan than today.

But in another corner, Snow, who saw Winter kissing a woman, could only hold back a puddle of tears that kept forcing her to fall. Today, however, feels so hard for Snow. His body will no longer be able to stand longer than it stands. Her heart ached, it hurt to see Winter and she kissed right in front of her eyes.

And before Winter realizes his whereabouts, Snow returns to the bed, pulls the blanket over his chest, then turns his back to the bedroom door so Winter can't see it being destroyed.

A subtle creaking of the door is heard, and it is true that Snow is expected that Winter will return to her room. He even felt the soft bed bouncing gently, and someone tucked an arm around his waist. Who else if it wasn't Winter, the man who always made Snow think that he shouldn't still be here.

Quiescent. Silent. Winter said nothing but hugging her body from behind her back. Winter's breathing sounded a little chaotic, and Snow could easily guess. Winter is not calm.

Snow wriggled small, flipping over their bodies and faces met. Snow tried to smile even though it felt so difficult, and he did not expect Winter to reply with a big smile that looked warm and sincere.

“Awake up? Are you hungry?”

Snow shook his head weakly, his tired and broken heart could feel a little relieved just by looking at the smile that rose in Winter's lips.

“Sleep again. I'll accompany you here.”

“I just heard someone talking, are there any guests?” snow asked, provoking what answer Winter would say. If he hears the answer to the truth he sees, Snow will forgive and forget everything without having to feel hurt from being fooled. Just need to think about how to end their relationship as soon as possible, even though it has not been in thirty days. Snow did not want to be a hindrance to their relationship.

Winter jerks. He hoped Snow did not hear his conversation with Amora.

“It was.. There was someone who sent the package and the wrong address. Oh yeah, is that your package? Why am I so stupid not to ask the name of the recipient, just now?”

“Ah, package sender yes. I didn't order anything, anyway. So sister Winter doesn't have to worry about anything.”

Winter is seen smiling with relief, without knowing how Snow's heart is getting headed because of a lie. Is he that stupid to be played by every man present in his life? Oh, Snow thinks he's stupid. It was so stupid that he could offer a smile after the trust he gave Winter disappeared somewhere.

“I'm tired, sleepy.” said Snow, raucous as he closed to stop the fog that began to control his eyes.

“Eum. Go sleep. I'll stay here until you no longer feel alone.”

Snow was eager to laugh hearing that. No longer feeling alone, funny. Winter is so funny.

Chief Snow nodded faintly giving permission. He will keep everything to himself and will not involve anyone again this time. If he had to get hurt, he thought only he deserved it. Not her parents, not Winter. Just him himself.

“Good night, Snow White.”[]

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