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Youth with burns that cannot be considered mild. Admire Roy? It happened in his college days, when the bright young man was studying in the same faculty as him.

However, Roy is a calm figure who tends to avoid him, for some reason. When the fire broke out, Roy was there. A hardworking young man whom he secretly admired in his youth.

So the pair of feet that came to him in the middle of the flames were his? He's really stupid. The young man did not go to college for a few weeks, then returned with his broken face.

Dodge? Because of her relationship with George, learning to accept the feelings of the man who saved her life, Cindy avoids all the men who approach her. Including Roy who was downcast with his face that had been damaged.

His tears flowed, the young man's life was ruined by it. Even the word thank you was never said.

"Dahlan, sue the company, ask for damages. I'm gonna help you guys get some money to hire more lawyers.." Fingers clenched, his ego can't let George get away with it. He has no right to anything.

Cindy closed her eyes for a moment, much calmer. "I go home first, if there's a problem call me, here's my number" he said.

Dahlan nodded, "Thank you..."

***

Cindy's tears don't stop flowing. He sent Roy a message asking for his whereabouts. The young man sent the address of a house located close to the sanatorium.

Agler from the morning did leave it to the nanny. Just today, to take care of her divorce trial. Agam is guarded by a special nurse. Already planned to calm himself with only his own today, but who would have thought a reality was found.

Roy? It is the person who sacrifices himself, without demanding gratitude.

Cindy clenched her hands, daring to get out of the car. Look at the house in front of him. With hesitation pressed the bell ...

The door began to open, the young man with a face decorated with burn scars was seen, "Cindy...?"

The woman shed her tears,"Roy br*hsek!!" he shouted, beating the young man blindly.

Quickly tiptoe, grab her hair,"Sick!!" Roy screaming.

"It hurts!? Brash man!!" he snapped, knocking down the young man's body then overstretched it.

"What's my fault?" roy asked for a pretty good slap.

"Not confessed yet?" not answering, Cindy asked back.

With one move, Roy flipped their bodies, now Cindy who was under him was unable to move. "What's really going on?" tanyakanya.

Cindy shed her tears, sobbed, raised her fingers. "Did it hurt?" he said touch Roy's cheek.

"It's an old scar, it won't hurt" he replied, rising from Cindy's body. Help the woman stand up.

Cindy is stunned sitting on the sofa, staring at Roy, not knowing what to say. Clench his hands, "I want a drink, you have wine or whiskey?" tanyanya hopes that if in a drunk condition it will be easier to say sorry and thank you.

"What's really going on?" Roy walked up to the alcoholic drink on the shelf over his kitchen."Is it because of the divorce process today? You still love her?"

Glasses filled with ice were visible, drinks began to be poured, serving it to Cindy. Unexpectedly with one gulp Cindy finished it. "Again!!" he said it was not easy to get drunk.

"Again?" Roy clenched his forehead, poured the drink back in Cindy's glass.

"You don't drink?" he looked at Roy.

"No, I'm not used to drinking. This drink was a gift from one of my patients," he replied with a rough sigh.

"It's not polite!! Serving drinks but not drinking..." Cindy stared cynically, confused how to say sorry and thanks to him. It is better to take time first.

"But.." Roy's words came to a halt, Cindy got up to take another empty glass, filling it with ice. Then poured half a glass thrusting at the young man before him.

"Drink!!" snapped it.

Somehow, people who want to apologize even more fierce. Roy let out a rough sigh, closed his eyes, drank quickly, a single gulp. Can't stand the strong taste of the alcohol entering his throat.

Cindy poured in her glass back to drink, about to lower her consciousness amid her guilt. However, he still could not, he was not drunk either.

Turning his attention to the bowed Roy, "Drink!!" he snapped again, pouring it in Roy's glass. This time the young man did not break, drinking quickly.

Cindy took a deep breath, but her consciousness did not diminish at all. Finally clenching his hands, he said, "I asked again, what happened to your face?" tanyakanya.

The downcast Roy started to loosen his head, laughing, "Because of my arrogant female CEO. I want to see her face continue to be beautiful..."

It was not Cindy who was drunk at last, but the young man with the scars on his cheeks, neck and back who was drunk.

"You drunk?" Cindy clenched her forehead.

Roy's still laughing, "You know I'm going to propose to him right away after becoming a specialist. The CEO of a beautiful woman with a handsome specialist doctor." she cried for a moment. Groped his right cheek.

"My face is not what it used to be, she loves another man. I can only see the wedding party on television. I love him. Stupidly he still loves him.." His tears unraveled. How pathetic? That was his current condition sobbing alone.

"Why not say it?" Cindy held her hand.

But not getting an answer, his sobs were still heard.

"Br*ngsek. Because of you I tried to love the wrong man.." she tearfully followed. Maybe if Roy was honest it would be easier for him, learning to love someone he had long admired from afar. Admiring the quiet young man who didn't even have the courage to talk to her.

"Because you will still be disgusted at me," raced Roy, out of nowhere, the influence of alcohol? Or taking too long to feel his feelings. Cindy's nape grabbed him, kissing his lips forcibly.

A sudden movement, Cindy's fingers reflexively pushed her.

The young man's tears flowed back, "All right? These scars scare you and disgust you." his legs started to rise and leave Cindy. Already expecting everything, his feelings would be unacceptable.

Cindy got up, pulled Roy on the shoulder, as if she did not care at this time. Treading kissed the lips slowly, until Roy's lips began to open to reply to his movements. Cindy put her hand on the young man's neck, enjoying everything.

"I want to learn to love you" he said with an irregular sigh.

Cindy's nape pulled back, enjoying her lips. A feeling that had been long held back, the buttons of his shirt were opened quickly by him. Alcohol really makes Roy a different figure, doing just following his feelings. Not thinking about anything else.

The white shirt was lying on the floor, revealing a white body with a considerable burn scar.

Bugs...

Cindy's body dropped her on the couch, "I'll marry you soon, are you willing?" her question sounded sensual becoming a completely different figure.

Sharp eyes, eyes that he had only seen from afar, beautiful young man sitting alone in the campus cafeteria. Open some books, be the target of some women.

Including himself, do not think Cindy who during her college became the prima donna campus is not interested in any man. The woman is only good at hiding her interest. Hopefully one day the cold Roy, reluctant to talk to him, will approach him.

You know, maybe he would have been poking Roy with alcohol in their college days.

Her heart was beating fast, the same feeling when she first met him in college. Face busted? It's okay just on the right cheek, still good looking for Cindy.

Still handsome? Was I as crazy as Kenzo who always thought Amel was perfect fat... Cindy was stunned silent, cursing the crazy thing she was thinking. Women who have just held the status of a parent's throne.

However, not getting an answer, her lips were again silenced with a soft kiss. Making Cindy lulled, like paralyzed, resigned to whatever Roy did.

Every touch that made his heart beat fast, a slow touch that cradled him. The young doctor's mischievous hands went down releasing one by one Cindy's shirt buttons.

"I love you.." whispered an irregular sigh, exploring the woman's neck under her shackles.

Completely gone, logic? Cindy's consciousness completely disappeared. Sheathed her hands at the neck of the young man with many scars. It didn't feel like his shirt buttons were fully open.

Roy don't want Cindy to say it but this thumping feeling doesn't want to stop.

It took him two years to learn to love George. One year engaged, until finally married, missed their first night.

However, Roy, who was admired in college, a cold young man who never seduced him, took only five minutes to paralyze his consciousness. Guiding him to do whatever he wants.

"Emmgghhh.." A slow bite on his neck, his upper body played out the young man's fingers.

Till...

All halted, a smooth snoring sound rang out from the young man who was asleep on top of his body.

Cindy clenched her forehead, either to be disappointed or grateful everything stopped.

"Surge!!" he said furious, removing Roy's body from the top of his body. Until the young man who had fallen asleep in a drunk condition fell from the sofa to the floor in a prone position.

The young man who was bare-chested, the scar on his back looked at Cindy. "What hurts?" he asked with tears flowing, next to him

Cindy took her phoncell, after tidying up the buttons of the upper clothes that were already open. Contacting someone, until finally the call is lifted.

"I told you not to call Amel!! Just call my assistant!!" sniped someone from across there.

"Faster to get a response if you contact the boss's future wife, rather than his assistant..." Cindy laughed without guilt.

"What do you want?" Kenzo knitted his forehead.

"Help me, destroy George. Do not let a single branch of the company, still standing to be in his hands. Take it all.." he said down, touching the scar on Roy's back. The young man who fell asleep on the floor with a prone position, a face that looked calm.

A gentle wife helpless? No, an arrogant woman has returned. A woman whom Roy admires.

The mother who protects her two sons, the independent woman, that figure will be formed. Won't bow to a George anymore...

Seriate