
Sifa and Abash had just finished their morning prayers. The girl took the sarong that Abash used to cover her legs, folded it and then put it back in the closet with the face she had just worn.
"Sifa, come here" Abash called while patting the place next to her as Sifa closed the door.
Sifa complied and sat down on the chair beside the lover's safe.
"What's up, Mom?" sifa asked with a pounding heart.
Could it be that Abash is currently going to cut off their relationship?
Abash extended his hand to Sifa, without asking, the girl understood and accepted the hand of the lover.
Sifa, I'm sorry," said Abash who had grasped the lover's hand and rubbed it gently.
Sifa swallowed her saliva slowly, the heart of the girl was already beating faster than before.
"I-I'm sorry why, Mom?" sifa asked nervously.
Abash took a deep breath and slid down on him. The man also looked into the eyes of the lover deeply and full of fantasy.
"I love you, I think you know that" said Abash, who made Sifa nod her head slowly.
"Sifa, please don't misunderstand what you see and hear. Because all of this is not true. I'll explain everything with you, with nothing I cover from now on,"
"I hope you listen carefully to everything I say and don't cut it, okay?" tanya Abash who was nodded by Sifa.
"All right, first one. The reason I want to hide our relationship is because I want to protect you from people who want to ruin our relationship. I want you not to be hurt by what happened because of the problems I made, but I was wrong, in fact you are getting hurt by what I have decided." Abash took a slow breath.
"I know, you must have thought that me and the Princess had loved each other" Abash said. "But you're wrong, Sifa. I do not love the Princess. In fact, even the slightest bit of feeling of being attracted to him, I don't have it."
Abash held Sifa's hand tightly and warmly.
"Honestly, indeed the Princess is the figure I've been looking for all this time. His personality is exactly the woman I dreamed of. But, believe me, I don't have the same feelings as him. Just so you know, Sifa, if I've decided to love someone, then I will still love him, until anytime."
Sifa blinked her eyes, her hands clenched so as to make Abash rub the back of Sifa's hand gently. Listening to the words that come out of the lover's mouth makes his heart ache, but there is something tickling, where the corners of his lips quiver to form a smile. But, Sifa held him back, so as not to look haphazard in front of the lover.
"With the matter of the photos you receive, all those photos are not what you think they are. Especially when you see the photo I kissed the Princess. No, I never kissed her. Back then, I only helped her pair the necklace. The necklace I had planted the tracking device," Abash said.
Sifa also clenched her hands, even now the girl's eyes were already glazed over. As strong as her energy, Sifa held back her tears from coming out.
Sifa's tears finally fell smoothly on the girl's cheeks, making Abash wipe the tears.
"Ask, if there is anything you want to ask," whispered Abash who had cupped Sifa's cheek with one hand.
"M-mas, hiks .. if Mas has no relationship with the Mother Princess, hiks ... Why did Mas hug him in the hospital yesterday? Hiks .. I saw it. Not only me, but Mas Arash and Mr Didi also saw it, hiks ... if there is nothing, why did Mas hug Mbak Putri? hicks ...." Sifa was already unwilling to reveal her heart. He really can't hold it anymore.
"I reflex" Abash replied with a smile of guilt
Sifa stared intently at Abash. "Based bastard," got upset and hit the lover's arm.
"Aww, I'm sorry, honey. I'm sorry, yes," beg Abash.
"If I don't want to?" ketus Sifa's.
"I will kneel before you so that you will forgive me" said Abash, who was ready to get out of bed.
"What do you want?" sifa asked while holding Abash's body.
"You come down, you kneel before you" Abash said, looking straight at the lover.
"Ck, you shitty shit. Why can't I be mad at you, anyway?" annoyed Sifa while hitting back the lover's arm.
"So you're sorry about me?" abash asked with a meaningful smile.
"You think?" ketus Sifa with spoiled.
"Here, hug me" said Abash, who had spread out his hand.
Sifa opened her lips again, but the girl kept her body close to embrace the lover.
"Well, it's convenient" whispered Abash who made Sifa even more so.
"Well, how's it getting so cryin', baby?" abash asked and rubbed Sifa's back affectionately.
"Hiks .. I'm afraid of losing, Mas, hiks .. I love so much the same, Mas. Huaaa .." Sifa's cries finally broke, making Abash feel pity and happy.
"I love you too, Sifa. In fact, if you don't love me, I will still make you love me. Youunderstand? So, never turn away from me. For I will keep you mine, however I may," whispered Abash, who made Sifa grow even more firm in her arms.