The Will of Love in Tokyo
That Man... # 91

"What's really wrong? Did Gilang keep something a secret?" Desta could not help but be curious, Gilang increasingly seemed agitated by occasionally staring at Desta long enough. They were in the elevator to go to the seventh floor.

Gilang looked back at Desta very deeply. Then looked straight ahead and turned to look at the beautiful girl at the side once again.

"Didn't you miss your husband, Desta?" Gilang asked the girl seriously.

"Please don't ask so. But honestly, I still want to go back there. Go back to my wedding until it's six months." Desta said honestly to Gilang.

"Six months, why not forever?" Gilang looked at Desta with an inquisitive look.Desta was about to answer him, but the elevator door had opened on the seventh floor, the destination that Gilang had chosen. Desta hurriedly followed Gilang's steps walking forward leaving the elevator room.

The rooms of this hotel are designed by connecting four terraces overlooking the empty space in the middle. The empty space is a beautiful garden on the ground floor that can be seen from above very clearly. So from the first floor to the seventh floor can be sure there will be no such thing as a hotel hallway.

Gilang stopped straight in front of one of the hotel doors in the corner of the seventh floor. Desta became pounding when he saw Gilang did not open the door itself, but instead pressed a button, which means this room is not his. And the owner is another person who can be confirmed to be inside.

"Mas Gilang wants to see who? Where is Gilang staying?" Desta asked Gilang. The anger can no longer be held back.

"I understand how you feel right now, Desta. I hope you calm down a little. There's someone waiting for you inside." Gilang said to Mamandang Desta and then looked down, hiding a sad expression.

"Who's mas? Who is?! Has Gilang sold me to anyone else?! I don't want to! I'll go with you!!!"

Desta was back giddy and troubled, the thought of running back had crossed the mind. But the wound on the heel of the foot came back a little inflamed. It is time to clean the pus that sometimes appears in the wet part of the wound. Pain and pain due to inflamed wounds in the legs, making the guts to run. Desta quietly stood tensely facing the door with Gilang who also looked agitated.

Chequek!

Anxiety came to ambush as the door rang out in the open from within. Desta panicked and turned to face Gilang while holding both of the man's wrists.

"Mas, I don't want to! Don't throw me, mas! Take me home! Mas Gilang!" Desta seduced Gilang, with tears breaking out just like that.

Glad to look at him completely wrong, the man was only a million words silent.Gilang hands began to try to escape from the strong grip of his fingers, he was still, as both shoulders of Desta felt held someone from behind by pulling back a little strongly through the hotel door. Because of the pull that felt soft but so strong from behind, Desta was forced to remove the grip of his fingers. Desta was still aware of his long nails that might hurt Gilang's skin wrists.

"Bad you are mas! You're with me mas!!!" Desta had cussed Gilang among his fear and anxiety when he was pulled into the room.

Desta's eyes, which carved Gilang's face, were replaced by wooden carvings of hotel doors that closed from the slow kick of one's foot, which continued to hold both shoulders from behind. Room door has been closed perfectly, and automatic locking by itself.

Between the pacemaker and the breath gasping with anxiety mixed with disappointed emotions, Desta felt his shoulders loosening. But the oblong feeling was only for a moment, the two hands that were on his shoulders had moved quickly to hug his neck and his chest was very soft quite tightly. Along with the draping of the person's body to him later. And that face had been stuck on Desta's head gently as well.

Desta, who was feeling hopeless at first, now gasped. The treatment of that person reminded him of someone. The only person who has treated himself like this for the first time. That person...who is that person? Really him?!

"Desta..." The deg! The feeling of weakness in the body, turned tense due to the great shock of the voice that called his name. Now his heart has again pumped the rate into thrilling beautiful beats.

"Euro Hans.. Is this really you otto Hans?!" Desta did not wait for the answer, his tears again creaked through the cheeks wet the veil and some fell on the hands that hugged his neck and chest. Desta continued to cry with both hands moving to hold the burly hand.

The two hands that were hugging it, again loosened, moved to hold the shoulder and pulled it gently to face each other. The two stared for a moment and hugged each other very tightly. Desta wept even harder, shedding heart and self pain all this time, along with crying in the warm arms of her husband.

"Desta, forgive me, Desta...." Leehans stroked his head and kept hugging his back.

"But Haaaans..." The two hugged again very tightly.

Ding....Ding....Ding...Ding....Ding...Ding..

The bell from the door sounded friendly in the ear. Leehans snorted a hug, slowly taking Desta off from him. Then grasped the soft hand and brought him along to open the door, as if worried if Desta disappeared again.

A waiter, who had been standing in front of the door, was carrying a large menu of food and several drinks of various colors. Leehans made room, so that the waiter would freely push the food cart into the room, and lower it.

"Are you not hungry?" Leehans said softly in his head.

"I'm still full, but Gilang fed me before driving me here." Desta spoke more softly, as the servant turned around and left them in the room. Door back blown and automatic locking safely.

"Desta..Are you happy to see Gilang again?" Leehans asked him things that were not easy to answer.

"Euro Hans..Who bought me from the mafia? Are you or Gilang?" Desta did not hold back his curiosity anymore. Leehans seemed to ignore his question, gently pulling Desta's hand to sit together on the sofa.

"Eat a lot, I can't touch you, if you look so skinny." Leehans continued to fill the food into two dishes, although Desta had said his stomach was still full.

"Auto Hans... I'm not hungry." Leehans continued to thrust the plate.

"Just a little, eat. I'm not calm if I haven't seen you eating." Leehans did feel very guilty, as he did not manage to find Desta early.

Desta finally ate, and left a little food on the plate. Because they feel they can no longer afford to spend.

"Euro Hans.. Who actually bought me, you or Gilang? And how am I supposed to find you?" Desta again demanded an answer.

"Take both. It was Gilang who found you and I who redeemed you." Leehans looked at Desta with a sense of uncertainty, like a dream it felt, seeing the face was back there in front of him.

"Then, why is it so slow?" The question that Leehans regretted for life. Given the possibility of how much Desta suffered in the months-long kidnapping.

"I'm sorry, Desta. I'm not ignoring you more. But the day you disappeared, my mother had a heart attack. My father also had a chronic ulcer relapse. The few days I took care of them, all my companies and my father's have had a drop in inflation everywhere. I was not a weak man a few years ago. I can't let my family come crashing down with me. No one could read my feelings at the time. So, for a while I relied on your search for the authorities and the various media. But I realized why it all ended nil. You're in the hands of the mafia."

Leehans wiped his slightly watery eyes with his fingers. Feeling very relieved to be able to talk about it to Desta, in hopes that the girl understands and forgives her slowness. Leehans again grabbed onto Desta's shoulder and hugged the body to his satisfaction. The hooded head kissed deeply and repeatedly. Desta returned her husband's embrace with a heart that changed pity and returned full of love as before.

"Desta, don't you want to open your veil to me again? I'm still your husband, right?" Leehans looked at her pretty face.

"Did otto Hans want to see me?" Desta observed the sharp eyes of the man full of longing. As if it had been centuries not seen.

"You willing?" Desta nodded and smiled, then distanced himself from the Leehans. Desta wanted to open her veil in the bathroom while cleaning herself. Leehans looked at the departure of that back with a feeling unspeakable with language. With the intention of not letting the owner of the back away from him, and feel whatever pain he has got.