The Wedding Maze
WM-41|WINTER| DECISION
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Once again, Snow makes a lie for Winter's departure from her parents' home. He said Winter has a job out of town to do in the next few days. He has no choice, as Snow is not ready to say if he and Winter will be parting soon.
“Why not tell mom if you're pregnant? Mama can come there or send food for you both.”
“No, mom. Winter knows how to cook. We also often order ready-to-eat nutritious food.”
Marry looked at his daughter who looked empty. Snow's gaze seemed to have no meaning, only limited to seeing without meaning.
“What happened to your wedding?”
Snow almost choked on his favorite green bean porridge. He did not expect that question to come up. But in reality, the question remains withering and he must give an answer.
“Ti-no, mom. We are fine.”
“Mama look at you like you're losing your spirit. Usually you are cheerful and—”
“Snow is fine. Mama don't have to worry or think no-no.”
Oh okay. Marry may have just misjudged and the feeling was just an unfounded guess. Maybe Snow is still depressed because of the loss of a fetus and he has to accept that reality. Plus Winter had to go out of town after that. Maybe that's why Snow looks riled up.
“So, what caused you to miscarry?”
Snow who was about to scoop up the porridge, had to stop the movement. He lifted his face and put his pupils in his eyes.
“Fallied. Snow was less careful and fell.”
Again the lies he made. I don't know when Snow can survive the lies he keeps making to cover up all the harsh realities that plague him.
Marry rubbed Snow's hair, tried to give peace to the beloved princess, then smiled. “Patience, all will pay off break even if you want to once again wait for his presence.”
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The working room temperature is lower than usual. If Winter sets the number 20 as the limit for his air conditioning, this time he lets the number 10 degrees be the benchmark air conditioner to complete his heartbreak for himself.
Winter's brain can't focus on a job that demands her to be professional and put aside personal problems. But in fact it was very difficult, Winter did not even think about the pile of files he needed to sign on his desk.
One village*han frustrated slid from Winter's lips, then massaged his temple which throbbed pain because overnight could not sleep well. Yes, he thought about Snow all night, and somehow he thought about the woman constantly.
A knock on the door of the room sounded. Amora's figure appeared with several sheets of paper on top of the arm.
“There are some files from the government that you need to review and sign today,” Amora said. Winter simply nodded in response then let Amora come closer and placed the file on her desk.
Amora is well aware, after what she did when she and Winter were out of town a few days ago, Winter turned cold. They became awkward, even Winter seemed to be showing clearly if he was away.
“When will the project be done? Shouldn't it have been done two days ago?”
“We are waiting, until the finished raw materials are sent to the project site.”
Winter nodded again, then checked the report that Amora had just brought. As for the woman, she was busy glancing at the stack of papers, Winter, and Winter's palm in turn. There was a ring around the man's right ring finger, after almost two weeks of Winter's wedding passed without meaning, why suddenly there was a ring on his ring finger?
“You must be professional, because this project will be fatal if it fails.”
I don't know, Amora just suddenly spoke like that to Winter. The dashing high-orso presence was surprised and floated a finger that was opening the paper attachment he was about to check. How does Amora know she's out of focus? Is it clearly visible?
“You think I'm playing around right now?” ask Winter to look.
“No. You just seem to be out of focus, and lately, you seem to be ignoring me.”
“Objected? Isn't our relationship ordinary? A boss with a secretary?” hatch Winter. He wants everything to be clear. It is not him who is confused to determine and make decisions. Winter wants to confess his feelings for Snow.
“Then what have we been all this time?” amora asked for an explanation.
Winter massaged his temple again. It really is at the end of a feeling that is so excruciating. “Amora, forgive me.”
Maybe it was his fault from the beginning. Winter was supposed to end their relationship when Winter decided to marry Snow. Instead of going back and binding yourself with Amora for the umpteenth time, which in fact is a past. Yeah, it's his own fault, it's nobody's fault, just him.
Winter continues to convince if he's the one who's guilty. Neither to Snow, nor Amora. Until he could see a sharp grin on Amora's face. A smile she had never seen. A terrible smile that no Amora had ever shown him.
“If you still want to leave me,” Amora paused, cut her distance with Winter, leaned in to meet her face with Indra perungu Winter, then whispered. “—then, no one should have you. Including Snow.”
Shocked instead of playing, Winter's two beads widen. Winter hates having to admit if he missteps. But everything was done, the rice had become porridge, and he had to swallow it.
“Actually, what do you want?” tanya Winter is low-pitched, intimidating and full of threats.
Amora pulled her body back. He stood haughty with a sharp glare raining down on the Winter bead that was highlighting him.
“Okey. Let's discuss without shortening any part of the story that we have both passed so far.” replied Amora fearless. This time, he was already determined to risk all the remaining courage he had. “I liked you, long time ago, and you replied to her. We live together, fighting for our love in front of your parents who never accepted me, with the goal that they would acknowledge and accept me for who I am. But, you decided to accept an arranged marriage and marry another woman besides me, who of course has accompanied you for many years.”
Winter's silent. He didn't say anything.
“Now, try to say, which woman who is not hurt is left alone after she is tired of fighting and sacrificing?”
This time Winter is a little shaky. What Amora said has a point. The two of them fought for years to convince Winter's parents, but why did they end up having a shred? Isn't that a waste of time? What has been the meaning of their struggle all this time?
Winter continues to be mired in the hole of the past, he continues to try to turn back the time where he and Amora were together, first.
“My answer, Winter!” press Amora a little scream. She's tired. Too tired to fight alone to convince Winter of late.
“I'm sorry.” Winter, it sounds more like a whisper. His face was bowed in frustration, and disappointment was seizing his mind. “Let's end this, Mora. I have to do what I should have done a long time ago. Not back to pull you into my arms, and we betray someone behind the sacred bond I have spoken.”
Amora shed tears. The explanation he said at length was useless. In fact, he can't bring Winter back for him. He lost.
“I love Snow, more than love myself.”
Amora laughs miris. He lowered his head and squeezed his ten fingers to hold the tightness in his chest. “So, you want to give up and let go of me?”
Winter hesitated. It hurts the heart of the woman he once loved so much, and it hurts one side of his heart that is still clad in ego. “Ya.”
“And you want us to split?”
“Ya.”
“Why are you doing this to me, Honey?”
Winter stood up, walked over to Amora and grabbed the woman's palm for her to hold gently as a form of regret.
“Because I realized, Snow is the woman God sent me. He is the end goal of my life. Now that I realize, I love her very much, and can't live without her.” []
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