EL (EN) Dless Love
Masks
"Of all the guys who sneak-told you, why Marco?"
"Because of everything...Marco is the most sincere"
"But how do I not feel his sincerity?"
"Yes. 'cause that fall in love is me, Alena...."
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"Gue doesn't like being Marco"
"Why? Don't tell me you broke down to talk to me about Marco?"
"Gue thinks he's hiding something, El. Something the worst"
"Why do you feel Marco is not a good man?"
"opa felt that way because for 17 years, just look at Ed mulu anyway.believe deh El, Marco is a good paaaaliiiing man in this world. Of course after opa and Ed"
El opened his eyes, and instantly grimaced in the next second. The pain he had all over his body made him want to go back to sleep.
"Ed, please give me dope or no pain reliever I'm not.." The girl can not continue her words when she realized in this room there is only herself. There was no one but him and this pain.
El stared at his two bandaged feet, glancing at his medicated hands. Eduard must have given him a Chinese medicine that can make the wound healing process dry quickly and not impregnated but the pain as well as the pain is definitely not playing.
The girl held onto her chest, the pain or soreness coming from her legs and hands was nothing compared to the buffering wounds created in the heart.
During the 10 years together, El did not expect the figure he (ever) loved with all his heart turned out to be that much, could be that crazy and could be as terrible as that.
El squeezed the blanket that covered his body, his tears flowing without being held back. He loves Marco too much, the man is the first love, the first lover and the first foreign man other than opa and Eduard in his life. The man she believed would never hurt her. But in fact, Marco was thrusting right at the vital area, right in his heart. It was not enough to just stab, the man ripped his heart to shreds even now the man was trampling on the heart as well as Eleasha's self-esteem.
How many masks did Marco wear in his 10 years standing next to him? there were how many fashions he used when they were together. Has El been so blinded that he cannot see the real figure of the man?
Not only 1 or 2 people have said that Marco is hiding something, even when Alena told him that Marco several times used his name to make it easier for the man to do business, or several times Marco used his credit card for the personal needs of the man, El understood him. He closed his eyes.
When the man broke off their 10-year relationship, El was still looking for him. El still asked even to beg to return. The girl remembered how devastated she was back then, how depressed she was back then.
Even now he still wished that what he had heard that night was just a nightmare. But, the wounds all over the body that he had gotten with this pain and soreness was a reality. And that means the thing he heard was the truth.
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"Lo's prayers are answered"
En turned his body to look at Jerome who was also looking at him with a big smile "what prayer?" Bungungunganya.
"Praying Eleasha to wake up quickly, she regained consciousness this morning and asked for an outpatient treatment"
"Have healed?"
Jerome shook his head "he prefers it at home, he said"
"What does Dr. Hendry say?" Ask En curiously.
"With Eduard as collateral, Dr. Hendry agreed"
"What?!"
En clenched his hands, for the girl Eduard could give a guarantee. But why for her wedding did she seem to be blind?
"How is Elisha?" You change the topic. Something that actually made him curious.
"Still at his father's house,"
"That son of a bitch didn't pick El up either?"
Jerome cleared his throat "he called El regularly, El told her routine but never came at all" the man held his mouth back from revealing Eduard's words the other day. Jerome was afraid, things would get worse, especially for Kayden.
"Gue wants to go to Papa Morgan's house, keep telling me about Eleasha's development. Whatever" said En then rushed out of the room.
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Next day
Alena knocks on the door of El's room before entering, her forehead shrinking when she does not find the girl in bed.
"Els? Are you awake?" Alena made a sound checking the bathroom in the room that turned out to be empty. The manager then immediately checked in other rooms in this apartment but the girl's figure was nowhere
"Eleasha where are you going?" Alena said in a frustrated tone.
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"So all that? Lo who gave info to reporters to standbye in the same opa grave oma so that I can not serve?"
El stared intently at the man who was wiping the tip of his mouth with a napkin, sipping the drinking water leisurely like nothing had happened. Like El is just an opera he's watching in person.
The girl clenched her hands. He had never felt this angry at someone before.
"And I can also be nervous, you must be the one who persuaded mama to immediately do the funeral ceremony without waiting for me right?" El again.
The man responded, he put down the cutlery he was holding, prying back the girl's gaze. The look that until this moment is still his favorite.
"You're getting less polite now, Sha? You always refuse invitations to come here, but once you come you act like a child who has no manners,"
El snorted, looking at the man with a mocking look "for people like you, I don't need to be polite"
"Consider me as your father"
El laughed out loud. He held his stomach because the man's words were like the funniest joke he had ever heard.
"Lo's? Papa's? My dad died when I was a baby. Now I don't have a bokap. Forever it's not my papa. Never will!"
"You're like this, wearing lo-gue like a stranger because I married your mom, right? You'll understand me like this for you" Marco couldn't resist giving the girl spoilers about the recananya.
"Lo's crazy!" Emotionally, he was eager to splash the ice water on the face, or anything that could make the man aware, if their relationship was over. Naturally the stranger was back among them, because now in his eyes Marco was the husband of the mother. Although he did not consider him a papa.
"What's this?" The figure that never looked old like a vampire appeared.
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