The Wedding Maze
WM-39|ABOUT US WHO CAN NO LONGER BE WITH|

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Kris pushed the hospital door handle, walking closer to Snow who looked weakly helpless. Then he presented a smile that he had not shown to a woman for a long time.

When his steps had reached the side of Snow's bed, Kris once again smiled. This time it was wider. “How are you feeling, Snow? Already light?”

Snow nodded weakly with a smile on his pale lips. His eyes are still swollen indeed he can not hide, but the heartache and body that is hurting him, he hide tightly so that others do not see how sad he is. Snow is an expert at that.

“Your husband said if you want to see me. What was? Is there anything you want to talk about?”

Snow stared at the cold ceiling of the ICU room. He still needs to be treated for a few more hours in this room.

“Eummm. I didn't want to see him either, so I threw him out.” Snow replied, his voice still weak but he forced his lips to laugh. “You must be laughing at me in the heart now.”

Kristenn fused his thick eyebrows. He had no idea what Snow meant this time. “Means?”

“Hah..” village*h Snow in the end. Everything in his body was tired, including his heart and brain that were severely injured. “Forget.”

“Your husband said strangely to me.” said Kris suddenly. He also did not intend to surprise Snow, let alone shed tears. He just wanted to find out the truth about what the man who married Snow said. He just wanted to make sure that Snow wasn't okay. “She said, if you guys are going to split up. Is that true?”

Fu*cking Winter's.

Why should he tell Kris about it?

Hearing a question that had the potential to become a bitter reality in his life, Snow closed his mouth, biting his lower lip to hold the tightness that had almost disappeared.

“He said that to you?”

“Yes. He even asked me to—”

If in the past Snow was a girl who was so happy and did not care about the problems that befell herself. Now, Snow had in fact turned into an adult figure who cared about every detail of the pain that was present in his mind. He felt he had to treat, maybe at least brush off the taste, or he would fall alone in the sickle hole that was difficult to disappear.

“You don't need to hear what he says.”

“But I care, Snow.”

Snow laughed bitterly. He rubbed his now empty stomach. “I was happy and believed he would change loving us. But he remains selfish. That's the reason why I can't keep all of this.” said Snow did not want to continue to cover up his desire to part with Winter. Today, tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, this news will be known by others. “We'll split up after I recover.”

...***...

This was the second day he was hospitalized. And all that time Winter wasn't with her. Anne always asks for Winter's whereabouts, but Snow always manages to make excuses acceptable to the doctor.

Earlier, before Snow packed the items he used for two days overnight in the hospital, Snow asked the administration to pay for the hospitalization and action in the ICU. But he must once again receive Winter's favor, as the man has already paid off all of Snow's handling and hospitalization fees.

The nurse at the reception gave Snow a small box. He said it was a gift from Winter. Snow had not opened it yet because he had to get ready before Kris came and drove him home to his parents.

Snow was shocked when the door of his VVIP room was suddenly knocked three times, after which the door opened. He guessed that Kris had come sooner to pick himself up. However, Snow was stunned when the figure who walked closer to him was not Kristenn, but Winter.

The clock still points to the number four in the afternoon. Normally, Winter wouldn't show his nose in the current hour. But why is he here? Still with a shirt, tie, and work pants that wrap his body nicely.

Snow's thoughts about Winter's presence make him miss something that is within Winter's palm. A deep blue stop map.

And now, Winter stands not far from Snow who is sculpting because it is still covered with shock. Her bead did not shift a bit from the facial features of Winter that he missed so much. Ah, ja. Two days of not meeting and talking with this man, in fact able to foster a longing that was too raging in his broken heart.

“I heard you can go home, so I came here.”

“Ah, this. I, have taken care of your request.”

In fact, it wasn't as easy as Snow had imagined. Hearing Winter respond to her request to part ways a few days ago like being hit by a mace right on the chest. So sick and painful. Snow tried to look strong. Once again he nodded, receiving a helping hand from Winter.

“Thank you.”

Already been? Just so, right?

Something made Snow feel uncomfortable. He felt tight, and also.empty.

This time it was Winter who nodded, then scratched the non-itchy temple with a clumsy, awkward face instead of playing.

“I've signed the letter. Now I leave it to you, Snow. If you want the hearing to be processed immediately, sign the letter immediately, and call me. I'll take your home.” Winter's light is at length so that no further misunderstandings occur.

“Thank you.”

Idiotically. Why does that sentence keep sliding off his vocal cords. Snow cursed his own stupidity, then put the stopmap on the bed and continued folding clothes.

“I'll take you home.”

Honestly, Snow was not prepared for that. His parents will follow him with dozens of questions that will certainly be difficult to answer. Snow's palm came to a halt, he stared blankly at the folds of his clothes, a flat and empty gaze. His lips were like he was not allowed to mutter even a single word. His tongue was a mute, and his throat was like a dry desert because it held back tears.

“No need. Kris will pick me up and drive me home.”

Winter reached into his work pocket and pulled out a cell phone. “How many mobile numbers. Let me call and tell him not to—”

“Stop. Stop caring about me.”

Winter's speechless. His palm suddenly came to a halt as he was about to unlock the phone screen, and bring his gaze back to the face of Snow who was now flooded with tears.

“Stop paying attention to me or things related to me. You make me more—”

“I just wanted to say a few things to your parents. And also..I want to hand you back nicely to them.”

Snow's tears fell more and more. It´s real. And he's not okay. Parting with Winter is painful.

“I beg you not to refuse. I promise, won't bother you after this.”

Oh God. Can Snow draw his words and request to separate from Winter? His chest hurt so much to accept the reality in front of his eyes. Their marriage was short. They decided to leave on the fourteenth day.

Snow straightened his back, rubbed his rough tears, then raised his gaze to be able to see Winter's face for the last time before they officially parted ways.

“Okey. Let's talk about this with our parents. Did your mom and dad know about our plan?”

Yep. Winter told me everything. He just nodded in response.

Snow smiled, then reached out still with tears streaming down, and Winter greeted with a powerful embrace that was able to hide Snow's small palm within his grasp.

“Hopefully you can go back to living your happy days after we officially part later. And I hope your relationship becomes stronger.”

Winter smiled wryly. Is there no hope that he can go back and improve their relationship?

“Do not hesitate to greet me if unexpectedly we meet.”

Misty Winter bead. There's no hope anymore. Snow did not want it.

“Mari friends.” []

...To be continued....