The Wedding Maze
WM-35 |ULURAN HAND|

Saying Winter would come home as an excuse so she could get out of the house and calm her troubled mind, was the first lie Snow made. He had no intention of doing that at all. But Fallen won't come home and he'll know Snow's situation if his sister-in-law stays there.

The night is getting more and more day. It's been almost three hours that Snow sits on the terrace of the classic cafe this first time he came, spending three glasses of juice with a variety of flavors as a companion to solitude. Actually, many asked for an empty seat in front of Snow, but she always said that it was her husband's place, so the men who asked were retreating in order.

Snow had not looked at the social media he had for nearly a week. Thinking about the state of his household with Winter turned out to be so attention-grabbing and drained almost all of Snow's focus. Nafs*u his meal was also destroyed, his sleeping hours were messy, even he no longer had the spirit of work as before he married. His brain is too tired.

Snow glanced at the gift watch from the mother who wrapped her right wrist, then found the time had pointed at the figure of eight nights.

Oh, my God, this is not good. He must go home immediately or his mother-in-law who can come to see him go alone without Winter, then report it to the son.

Snow walked towards the main road to find out. But he did not expect, a jet-black car that he knew, stopped in front of him. One glass came down, and in that second also Snow's bead was wide. Where did Winter know where he was? And also, since when did Winter come home?

Pimply.

Snow had no intention of pulling the car door hook and getting inside and sitting comfortably in the passenger seat. Her heart throbbed pain at Winter's presence who was now looking at her flat expressionlessly.

From where he stood, Snow could see the sharp look of Winter rebuking his bead to cause a dim and hot in the fertilizer. Snow wanted to cry out of fear, but he held it hard and no longer wanted to submit to Winter. He is unanimous with his decision. Dispart.

“Log in!” winter's decree, without disconnecting, was ignored by Snow. “Snow. Login, I said!”

Like the confectionery blown by the wind— deflates also shrivels—Snow inching. But all that sense he hid neatly behind an expression no less sharp than Winter's.

“I've booked a taxi. So wait for me at home. I'll go home by myself.” Answer's flat.

Without wasting much time, Winter got down and slammed the car door hard. Walking with a pias face towards Snow, then pulled Snow's arm and forced him into the car after the side door then managed to open.

Snow thrashed. She doesn't want to go back home with Winter. She had already lost her taste in her husband who mendesa*hkan the name of another woman. Snow's legs nailed loudly on the car doorstep, he really didn't want to go home with Winter. Instead of seducing her with sweet words that could turn a woman's heart into submission and obedience, Winter would rather threaten if it was Snow. “Don't make trouble, or you'll receive the consequences.”

Hearing the threat that even made his guts fly away with the wind, Snow hardened his heart and made up his mind if he would no longer rely on Winter. “No. I told you I'd go home by myself, so never force me to come with you!”

“What?”

Snow pulled the rough palm of his hand from Winter's powerful check, then took a few steps back. “Go. I don't want to come with you.” He replied, while creeping the rope Sling bag that was wriggling on his shoulders as a diversion of fear that still controlled all inches of the surface of his skin. “Never touch me with your dirty hands.”

Whatdoes thatmean? Winter transfer is not out of thought with Snow's change of attitude to him. Already clenched in emotion, Winter's palm clenched tightly. He even cursed inwardly because Snow did not consider him anything. Winter could see a flash of disappointment circulating from the glare of Snow's eyes. But what's the cause? He did nothing when he left town.

“C'mon Snow's. Don't provoke my emotions in public places.” Pinta Winter was laced with a sharp grin at the end of her lips. Then his arm stretched out again as his footsteps approached the woman.

What was more shocking than all the drama he was doing was, Snow who suddenly curled up before him. Hiding his face between his bent arm and knee, then crying there. Winter's arms hang in the air, she increasingly clueless about what is going on with Snow, the woman who is slowly filling her heart.

“Please, go away. I'll go home by myself. Without you.” His love, interrupted by the so-so-heart-wrenching so-called so-called so-called sobbing of Winter. Snow cried again, and it was because of her.

In the next second, Winter throws his arm freely at the side of the body. He just wanted to see and make sure Snow was okay because he was too panicked not to find the woman in his house. Even Winter wanted to bring Snow into his arms at this moment. Wanting to be part of someone Snow trusted to hear all about her life.

“Okey. I'll go home.” Winter said in a low tone and at a glance disappointed in himself. “Take care of yourself, and go home to us.”

Our home? Very amusing. Winter just made the funniest joke in the world.

Winter passed from before Snow, not wanting to hurt him more. He got back in the car and left Snow as she wanted. Snow raised his face slowly to see the departure of the man he once liked when he first saw him. But now, everything has changed. Snow no longer put the likes, but disappointed. Yes, Snow was disappointed.

Then, someone came over to say hello and extended a hand in front of him. Seizing all of Snow's attention for the tall man loomed before him.

“You're fine, right?”[]

...To be continued....