WHY LOVE

WHY LOVE
Park (2)


Sacred Fear turned into a mixed sense of relief of shock and wonder. The man who had been blocked by a long distance this morning appeared in his hadapa.


"Mas Nico."


The saint moved his position to the side of Nico. Two sturdy and handsome men clashed against each other with sharp gazes. As if diving into each other, measuring each other's abilities as well as their respective prowess.


The cool atmosphere of the beautiful and shady garden, now turned hot. No one gave up on lowering or taking their eyes off. Making Saints become afraid if suddenly the two handsome men were to fight.


"Don't be rude to women!" Nico said firmly, his aura turning cold. He had clearly seen the Holy One who was in revolt with fear and pain. If you are unable to control your emotions, the person who has done something rude to his lover has been invited.


"You must not interfere in the personal affairs of others!" Rafa did not lose bluffing. He felt alien to the figure of the man in front of him. His eyes scanned the casual look of the man with deep eyes, his feelings were unpleasant, he felt an aura of rivalry.


"If it comes to Saints, of course I will interfere. Because I'm his future, and you're just his past." Nico changed said casually. Both of his hands were put into the front pocket of the knee-length jeans he wore. He is able to control his emotions. He did not want to make a scene in the public sphere.


Surat of surprise appeared on Rafa's face, hearing Nico's confession. He turned his gaze to the Saint who was looking at him first. "Holy, really?" Rafa's short question got a strong nod from Saints.


With a hasty step, Rahma approached towards Saints. He looks confused to see the appearance of two men during his time going to the toilet. "Holy, what's going on?" whiskey Rahma.


"Later I'll tell you a story. Why are you taking so long?" The saint replied in a whisper.


"Sorrys. I have a stomachache. Toilet's in line." After the reason for Rahma was clear, they were silent. Return to witness two men who have not diluted hospitality.


"I hope you can accept the truth. And we can be friends" Nico extended his right hand to shake his hand. Instead of welcoming a handshake, there was only a pat from Rafa as he passed away with an unpredictable mimic.


Nico smiled faintly. His attention now turned to the Saints. "Are you okay?" Nico spontaneously grabbed Holy's hand to look at Rafa's grip.


"So it just hurt a little bit. Now it's okay, Mas" Suci pulled a slow hand held by Nico.


"Thank God."


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"Mas Nico, why are you here? Not in Jakarta?" The Sacred curiosity from earlier could finally be revealed. They sat together on the bench of the garden where the Holy One sat with Rahma. Nico has asked Rahma for permission to have a private conversation with Saints.


"Drink first!" Nico gave her a bottle of mineral water that was still sealed from her bag.


Three sips of mineral water cooled the Holy throat after a moment of tension.


"Eh Mas Nico, why drink my scars?" Suci felt bad to see Nico drinking his scar.


"It's delicious, seger. There seemed to be sweetness so---" said Nico while raising his eyebrows. Holy chuckles amusedly, Nico's reply felt like an advertisement on tv.


"Mas Nico hasn't answered yet. I'm curious." Suci was impatient to hear Nico's answer when he could meet in the park in his state of fear again.


Nico sat on foot with both hands stretched out on the back of the chair. At first glance it looked like hugging Holy shoulder.


"I can't wait to see you, I miss you so much."


Sacred turned her blushed face the other way hearing the longing expression from Nico. Slightly changing his sitting position to neutralize his heart, Suci again asked. "How did Mas Nico know I was here?"


"As long as your phone is active, I'll easily find you, beautiful." Nico poking bangir lover's nose. He was too anxious to see the expression of Sacred curiosity that even looked cute, eager to bite the natural pink lips of the beautiful girl.


Sacred breathed a sigh of relief and smiled widely, his curiosity answered completely.


"Holy, there's something important I want to say." Nico's face turned tense. His arrival followed Suci to Banda Aceh in addition to longing, also to reveal the honesty that makes it a burden on the mind. He has resigned himself to receive the Holy response later


"Why, Mas?" Sacred frowned, looking at Nico's countenance which suddenly turned serious.


Nico let out a long breath. "Do you believe that I love you?" This time Nico changed his sitting position tilted facing the Saints.


"Yes I believe. And I sincerely repay Mas Nico's love." Sacred returned the gentle gaze of the man beside her.


"Do you know this bracelet?" Nico took out a gold bracelet whose chains had been broken. Bracelet with a heart pendulum initialized SY.


Saints were shocked, slowly felt the bracelet that was in his shield. "This is my bracelet. Lost in an accident in the field. How can it be in Mas Nico?" Sacred frowned, staring questioningly.


"I-I found it lying on the asphalt. Because the one who hit you is me."Nico said it nervously and eyes closed. Not daring to see how the Holy Reaction after himself conveyed honesty. But one thing, his heart became airy. It was as if a heavy burden squeezing the chest flew into space. True said the wise man, convey honesty even though bitter. And Nico was ready to accept the bitterness.


The orange spray began to paint the sky. The sign of the day has gone dark. Then tame people in the park more crowded, to spend the afternoon in Putreo Phang park, watching the sun that began to retreat to the contest.


The saint stood glued without a word. His tongue was a little, unable to speak. He felt fate toying with him, this morning he was happy, had spoken back love. This afternoon he had to accept the fact, the man he loved that caused him harm.


"Why did Mas Nico run away?" after a few minutes of silence was created, Suci only asked with a straight forward view, staring at the carefree children playing.


Nico got up from his seat. He turned his Holy shoulder to look at her. "Holy, at that time the situation was not conducive, I avoided the rampage of the masses who wanted to be vigilant. Tomorrow I'll look for you at the city hospital, but nothing. Until finally I had to go home to Jakarta because the company collapsed again. I continued to look for you by asking a friend, until later I found out your name and where you live."


"Do you remember when a man hit your wheelchair at Soetta airport? that me. I'm picking up a friend who's gonna give you information."


The saints are back. A flashback a few months ago was drawn on his head. "Is the donor during my treatment Mas Nico?" Suci looked at my strong man who now looked down did not dare to straighten his face.


"Holy Lord. And I've been really into you ever since I saw you in therapy. I've always looked at you through the window, without you knowing."


"Holy.forgive me." said Nico. He lifted his face with a sad look. Seeing the silent Saint, Nico returned to compassion. "Holy, speak! Don't torture me with guilt that keeps haunting."


Suci retreated her body two steps back. His gaze turned sharp, causing Nico's chest to rustle in pain, as if the inmate were ready to hear the judge's hammer.


"sorry. I'm going home!"