
After arriving inside the room, the Princess held her chest that was pounding. Although he had a lot of experience dealing with striped-nose men. But this was only the first time he had been that close to a man.
He even touched the man himself. He was so brave, even though it was just pretend.
"I like to really enjoy my role, it turns out this is like having a boyfriend, the effect of never going out to be over, even I twice kissed his cheek," muttered the Princess to herself. The princess felt funny and anxious herself.
"I'm very aggressive. Duh.. I'm ashamed to see uncle again." The princess covered her face with both hands while resting her body on the bed.
Unlike Hardian, after entering the room he often smiled to himself, opening his suit he did it gently like feeling the touch of the Princess who was struggling spoiled on his arm.
"Basic woman seductress." Hardian said it while smiling faintly. Not as cursing as before.
A second later that faint smile faded, his face turning hardened.
"Damn! How could I be fascinated by him. Once cheap stay cheap. He's used to flirting with men, of course this isn't a hard thing to do."
Hardian laughed at himself, for being so easily deceived. Even women who have been with him for 3 years can betray. Hardian went into the bathroom, to clean himself, especially removing the touch of caterpillars stuck to his body. Yes now the nickname of the new Princess is a caterpillar Feather.
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Morning time.
"Good morning Radit," said the Princess who went straight into the room without knocking. Raditya smiled welcoming the arrival of the woman.
There is something different with Raditya, today he looks sad.
"Mas Radit, already handsome and fragrant. But why does this face look sad," pointed the Princess at the man's face in front of her.
The princess sat in front of Radit. Suddenly the man's eyes glazed over.
"The night my wife was in an accident, I did the fatal thing. I was with another woman at the hotel. I'm framed. But whatever the reason I've spent the night with another woman when my wife died" Radit explained. Radit finally told me what was going on in his heart.
The princess was happy that the man was willing to share the burden on her. The princess listened to the man's story with a sense of tightness in her heart.
"I'm a bad husband, can't take care of his own wife. This is the regret that up until now, even myself could not forgive that." Radit's crying.
The princess did not think the problem was so deep, it was appropriate that the man did not want to live anymore, because half his soul was lost and he felt it was his fault.
The princess who felt moved rose from her seat and hugged Raditya.
"Cry, throw all the burden in the heart of Radit mas," said the Princess made the man's cry even louder.
"Mas, do not blame yourself continuously, it is not the fault of Radit, it is the destiny that God wrote. Mas just framed not Radit's own desire."
"I'm sure Radit's wife must be sad to see her husband like this. Rise up, continue living." The man looked calmer.
"If you still feel sorry, then realize what became the dream of the late wife mas Radit."
"Dreams?"
"Yes, the dream of Radit's wife. I know what his dream is."
Radit thought for a moment, his wife never messed around.
"Wants only one, live happily with me."
"really?"
The princess nodded surely while wiping the tears on Radit's cheek, their position was still very close to the embrace that had been released.
The door of the room was open, the two people who were still in a close position had not realized that there was someone who stepped in their direction. Judging from the direction of the door, both of them looked very intimate.
"Ekhee... "
The two spontaneously looked towards the man who had just entered the room with the Princess still holding Raditya's face. When viewed from behind, the position of the Princess is like kissing Raditya.
So this is how you heal the sick. Women are all the same, unable to be loyal to just one man.
"How is he doing?" hardian asked after swearing at the woman.
"She just cried, uncle," replied the Princess as she was. Then he looked back at Radit's face, sided with the rest of the man's tears and then took off his grip on the man's face. He did not notice the change in Hardian's face that looked at the Princess sharply.
"He is sad, uncle," whispered the Princess to Hardian's ears. The man felt his blood rustle with the woman's sudden behavior. No one noticed if the man's face was blushing.
"Let's have breakfast together!"
The princess helped Raditya stand up and then held the man's arm. They stepped together out of the room, leaving Hardian alone in the room.
Hardian hardened his jaw to see the Princess looking at Raditya.
"Did his depression make him disabled?" hardian asked annoyed. After that Hardian followed them out of the room.
"Look, your nephew has recovered, thank the Princess," Malik's father told Hardian.
Hardian did not reply, he immediately sat down and enjoyed his breakfast. Malik's father just shook his head to see the behavior of his youngest son.
The Princess and Raditya looked very familiar, Hardian glanced at them.
Cih... Sook familiar.
Unable to see the familiarity of the two, Hardian pushed his chair and left the dining table, but his breakfast was not finished. Handsome uncle seems to be looking for attention, not jealousy.
The Princess and Raditya only catch a glimpse and then go back to continuing their breakfast. The princess feeds Raditya.
"Mas Radit, have to eat a lot, let's stay healthy, soon we go for a walk ya, breathe the morning air."
After finishing his breakfast, Putri and Raditya walked to the park near the complex. Raditya doesn't use a wheelchair anymore. You could say he was cured, just had not been active as before. It is that sense of regret that leads to the loss of passion for life.
A car passed through the park shortly. Hardian who was inside could see Princess and Raditya clearly.
"They seem to fit, sir. They look like lovers." Sakti opened his voice without noticing the change in the face of the boss.
"Stop!" Suddenly command. Sakti stopped his car suddenly. Fortunately, the streets are still empty.
Sakti did not dare to ask after seeing the change in the face of the boss from the rearview mirror.
Hardian hardened his jaw as Raditya tidied the Princess' messy hair with the woman who was smiling widely.
Anyone who saw it would not have thought that they were nurses and patients, just think of Raditya as the woman's patient. They look like lovers.
"Not shameless!" hardian Overestimation. Then tell his assistant to run the car back.