The End of Farewell
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The eagle was still in his position, sitting in a wheelchair next to his wife. Then, he grabbed his wife's hand, and slightly withdrew his hand. Then, put it on the chest of his field.

Anin was still sculpting, not knowing what to do. Nurut with the husband did, because he did not want to make his emotions re-peaked.

Both of them looked straight at the mirror, Anin and Eagle could see each other's expressions.

Nervous, anxious, confused, which Anin was feeling. While biting the lower lip, as much as possible to keep looking calm.

"It hurts, do I love you, Anin. For years, I've tried to forget you, still I can't. Your shadow is always present in my memory, I cannot deny it, if this self remains with my feelings that want to anchor to your heart." Said the Eagle who finally bluntly expressed his feelings.

No matter if you have to get rejection from his wife, the most important thing is that he has ventured to tell the truth about his feelings for his wife.

Rejected, it was already a risk for him.

Anin was still silent, not knowing what to answer. Want to refuse, even that is not possible with the condition of her husband. Accepting it, still feels heavy with his greater love for his late lover.

"You don't have to force yourself to love me, Lang. Do you love other women? until you just focus on me."

"I can't love another woman. Because ever since I've known you, I've fallen in love with you. Yeah, I know, I used to love monkeys. But I can't lie to my feelings. That I love you, Nin." Answer the Eagle who is like a bo_doh person because of love.

"You're too quick to express your feelings, I still need time." Said Anin who did not want to give an answer that could make her husband become emotional.

"Too fast, you say? I've been holding back my feelings for years, Nin. I've always kept my jealousy in the Andika you love, whereas I've only endured that pain."

"Do you remember who sent flowers every night?" asked the Eagle to remind.

Anin immediately remembered it again, namely in his past.

"You think it was Andika? nope. Andika never sends you flowers, but it's me. What always gives that sweet greeting, is the work of my own hands." Said the Eagle who finally said honestly.

Anin's body suddenly suffocated, completely outside of her self-prejudice. Anin only knows, if the one who always sends flowers on Sunday night, is Andika.

"As far as you are, believe it or not. But I memorized the words I sent you." Again, Anin took a few steps back and ended up sitting on the edge of the bed.

The eagle turned his wheelchair and approached his wife who was sitting pensively.

Then, the Eagle tried to grab his wife's hand.

"Nin, will you live with me with the love I have?" asked the Eagle who did not want to linger to harbor his feelings.

Anin was still silent, not knowing what to answer.

"Here you go, there's no need for you to answer my questions. It doesn't matter either, you better take a break." Said the Eagle who finally shifted it to another topic.

"Sorry, I can't give you an answer yet." Answer Anin, then immediately go to the bathroom to wash your face to make it more segeran.