When Married?
The KM Part 94

Literature is its strength but it also weakens it. Literature is his happiness but also his suffering. Literature is the man she loves and hates.

If one day he meets her again Bunga is determined that he will continue to hate her, but when yesterday he saw the man standing before him his love that is still so great again gushed to the surface, it was just that the love in his heart was still shrouded in a wound that had just dried up.

The defensive fortress he had built collapsed already as he stared, looked, dived into the eagle's eyes, now those eyes were filled with sadness and loneliness just like him.

But Bunga was still so disappointed in Sastra, because last night when he met again the man forced his will and treated him harshly, even though he finally knew that Sastra did so because of his jealousy. It is undeniable that his heart warmed up again because it turned out that Literature had still loved him so much.

Bunga was surprised by the fact that Rama was a cousin of the man he avoided, so that means Nadine who had been taking care of him was still related to Literature. Bunga thought he had managed to get away from the one related to his literary name Prawira, but it turns out that all this time he was still revolving in the circle of his former lover.

Even Bunga recently learned that Wira Medika Hospital which has been the largest consumer of its business still belongs to Prawira Group.

Flowers rubbed her tears rough.

"I'm disabled Sas, my mental ache. All I need now is someone who can help me get back to normal as always and Doctor Rama is the right person for me. So I can't give you the chance you asked to come back with you like in the past."

Literature tries to dampen his anger when he hears Rama's name coming out of the mouth of the girl he loves.

"Look at me, do you still love me?" Literature stared at the Flower intensely.

"No, it's no longer there, and one thing don't call me Flower because Flower is dead!" The girl turned her face away.

"You lied! Look me in the eye when you say it!".

"It's up to you to believe it or not! And in the future do not carelessly touch or hug me because we no longer have such a relationship."

"I'm sorry."

Then the atmosphere was silent, only the sound of the ticking clockwork rotating on the wall.

"You love Rama?" Literature said again, "Look at my eyes when you answer!"

Flowers squeezed his clothes to divert the tightness in his chest as Literature asked him such a thing.

"Yes, I love her." The flower replied with a bold look directly at the eagle's iris. He tried to deny the content of his heart in fact that the man before him was always filling his heart.

Literature felt his heart ache like it was squeezed firmly on hearing that, his knees felt limp, and his brain seemed to be dead-end. But he did not believe so easily in the words of this girl before him because the look in the eyes of Flowers said otherwise.

There was a knock on the door, Sastra stepped unsteadily towards the door and opened it, apparently Nadine had come as promised yesterday.

"Come on Nad." Nadine came in and went straight to the flower.

"I take a shower first, after you've finished checking it out I'll take it home." Literature goes into the bathroom.

He went in and immediately flushed himself under the shower, Literature hit the bathroom wall until his hands bled out of anger at himself for not being able to control his emotions long ago and also yesterday night.

When Bunga said that he was disabled, it must be because he was the cause. Literature remembers what Nadine said last night about Bunga who often suffered panic attacks when the opposite sex approached her, but last night she even forced her will and it must have added to the wound in the heart of Flowers.