Don't Say Love (BOOK 2)
Chapter 32

"Why are you so good? You and I are two strangers who don't know."

Patrick could not bear to show ******smile that instantly created dimples on both cheeks. After an entire night and the woman seemed so happy to accept her help, Reva questioned it. Isn't it too late ?

"Why? Are you afraid that I'm a bad guy?"

Yes, in his heart. Reva would no longer accept such despicable treatment. Every time he imagined it his body shook violently. His sane mind could be gone again. He knew it felt like he was fixated on suffering so he didn't want to continue living. If it wasn't for Arif and the kid in the womb, maybe Reva could have gone completely crazy.

The man crossed each other and gave an intense look at the woman he had set out to be part of his life. Reva's presence is an additional figure in his life story. He believed that the woman was not a bad person and he knew that he had no intention of harming her.

Reva.

It was crazy that he began to interpret his feelings as liking. He had been interested in this woman since their first meeting in the hospital. The look full of despair made him want to embrace the tiny body as tightly as possible. Hiding him from this cruel world. Now, God seems to be granting the wish that was never said. Reva came a little into his life without the slightest effort.

"Take it that I'm good for a friendship."

Reva. Suddenly his body felt stiff and he could not take his gaze away from the man. There was no heartbeat like when he had met a malevolent man from his past. But, seeing Patrick warms up her feelings. Like a traveler who eventually finds a house to take shelter. Although only temporarily.

Patrick turned his face and stopped right in front, not far from Reva's face. The words spoken from her lips immediately invited a lump of tears that the woman had never shown after the terrible event.

A fella?

He once had, but before the world took him by force. And now this foreign man wants to be friends? Is the world going to take it by storm this time ?

"I want to be your friend. A friend very close to you, Reva."

Patrick turned his face and stopped right in front, not far from Reva's face. The words spoken from her lips immediately invited a lump of tears that the woman had never shown after the terrible event.

A fella?

He once had, but before the world took him by force. And now this foreign man wants to be friends? Is the world going to take it by storm this time ?

"I want to be your friend. A friend very close to you, Reva."

The woman no longer listened to the words of the man who had helped her that night. He knew this was the life he wanted. Make friends and meet good people. But, as he went through it, he grew even more afraid. The fear that all these comforts are just an illusion. Maybe when he wakes up later, he will return to his miserable life.

Love and good friends, he doesn't have it last night this year. His life is dark and growing darker when he finds out that his mother no longer exists in the same world as him.

And Jullian, ...

Only the child he could hang. Although the child in her womb is present at the wrong time, without any desire to have it, but Arnetta knows she has put her love to this fetus that will be born.

With a man named Patrick in front of him, he was only able to pray that this new figure in his life would not harm him and his son.

"I'm pregnant." she said.

The atmosphere between the two was suddenly silent. Patrick could only be speechless with a flat face that showed no mimicry. The man only looked at the woman's netra that he knew by the name of Reva deeply.

Reva who also felt the sudden change of atmosphere was still uncomfortable. He knew from the beginning that this man named Patrick knew of his condition. Maybe after this he will be kicked out of his house and back on the streets.

But that is the risk that must be borne. Arnetta did not have a home for him to visit. The building he once occupied with his late mother has also been flattened to the ground. I don't know what has happened, which Arnetta clearly knows is now a poor tramp. Perhaps after he was driven back, he would become a beggar or garbage collector. At least that's what he can do with his condition that is two-bodied.

"If you mind, I can...."

Patrick immediately shook his head as if he disagreed with the word flowing from the woman's mouth. He brushed it off immediately.

"Nobody's got any objections here. If I had known you from the beginning, I would have taken you to the hospital." Said worried. Unknowingly the man almost raised his hand to touch Reva's stomach which still looked flat. However, his actions immediately stopped once he realized that his actions were not natural.

The man immediately withdrew his hand and looked at Reva with a clumsy look.

"I'm sorry, I seem to be missing. But, I'm serious. I can take you to the hospital right now to check on your condition." His mouth while rubbing the rough nape of his cold nape.

Arnetta could only sculpt in its place. The woman was amazed by the word that had just come out of the lips of the man who had not even known her for more than a month. Whether or not the good intentions were truly sincere, Arnetta felt like crying. His eyes heat up because the word patrick sounds beautiful to his ears. He had never met anyone who worried about him more than his mother. Even the figure he hopes can provide help even re-hit the trauma he felt first.

"I don't understand. Why are you so nice when you don't know who I am yet."

Reva could not hold back her tears. He should not have cried. His promise after he got out of Jullian's house, he had to be a very strong woman. It can't be easy to cry. But, why did her tears just flow just because there was someone who had good intentions towards her.

Reva wiped her tears rough. You can't cry today. But, it felt heavy just to prevent her from crying. His heart hurts too much. There was a lot of pain he felt. A lot of bitterness has happened in his life.

"Why don't these fucking tears stop crying? I should be happy to finally meet a good person like you." she said with a gasp of breath. His heart crumbled as if he felt unworthy of all this goodness.

Reva's actions did not escape Patrick's sight. The man did not want to stop the action of Reva who continued to wipe his tears that fell as if he did not stop wetting his face. Now he realized that there were so many cries that had been held by the woman even though there was a lot of pain that had been experienced. As a psychologist he knew this woman was still shaken. There was a wound that was still gaping wide lodged in his heart. Patrick won't ask for anything back. From the first moment he saw her he knew that this woman needed her help. Until the time comes, he promised he would do anything to no longer see the same scene as his late sister had experienced first.

At least there was no second Amira in her life. It won't.