The Secret to My Fiance's Accident
CHAPTER 57

It was as if his eyes were a leaking faucet. Nawang continued to cry incessantly.

Despite having been out of the hospital courtyard, Nawang remained faithful to the sobbing in every breath.

Cleve was just silent, he still accompanied Nawang calmly and drove his car slowly.

Heading to the abandoned building, Cleve was about to comfort the troubled Nawang.

Nawang who realized Cleve's purpose was astonished. Earlier, the man told her not to come there. But now Cleve had him there!

"You're sad that's why I brought it here!" cleve said, "So you can cry. You are not alone, I am here!!"

Nawang. He looked at Cleve in silence. After what happened, he realized that Cleve was no longer talking formally to him.

Usually the guy says 'me' but now 'me'?!

'Since when?!' his inner. Because it was too late by his emotions, Nawang did not realize the previous change in his boss' vocabulary.

Of course Nawang felt strange, because as far as it was, Cleve never said that to Yoshi or his other subordinates. But he didn't ask. He simply followed Cleve obediently.

His shiny black Porsche eventually slowed down. Right in front of a neglected old building, Cleve stopped.

Accompanied by Cleve, Nawang climbed to the top of the building. Although the road inside the building was dark, he could still walk quickly as he was used to it.

As he reached the roof, a cold wind hit his face. Instantly, Nawang felt refreshed. Her tears that could not stop were immediately blown away by the wind.

That was the miracle of the building for Nawang, just by going up on it alone, all his uncomfortable feelings immediately disappeared.

Nawang stepped towards the edge. From above, he saw the beautiful city at night. The lights of the passing vehicle are as bright as the stars.

Well, even though the building was neglected and unkempt. But he kept his own beauty secret.

Nawang felt ironic every time he thought about it.

Behind something that is considered bad, there is a good thing hidden.

Like him, Sagara's accident was a bad thing that happened to him. But because of that he also realized the affair of Sagara and Lalita, so avoid toxic marriage.

He then quit 'The last', a place that for many years became his shelter. But because of that, he can get into the 'Cleve' which was his dream since young.

Even if he loses something, there is always something else to replace him. It was as if it was a fair exchange that God had given him.

Can it be said that?!!

Nawang pensively, thinking about it in his mind.

Is this what is called a blessing behind the disaster?!

A beauty behind evil?!

Might as well... Likewise with the disease suffered by Odelia. Maybe this is the destiny that led her to achieve beauty.yes..beauty..what beauty is it?!

What's death?!

Is death beautiful?!

Nawang stunned, trying to think about the positive things that are behind the disease suffered by his best friend. But no matter how hard he thought about it, nothing positive came up.

Could... could it be. the union of June and Abraham?! Ah no. It is not a gift!! It might be more could be called a lifetime of suffering for them. Marry someone they don't love!!

"Huh..." Nawang held back the crying. He looked down silently. Drowning in his mind even deeper. He even forgot about Cleve's whereabouts there.

Cleve then removed his coat, wrapping around Nawang's trembling body.

It was then that Nawang realized, that Cleve was by his side.

"Thank you, sir.." he muttered awkwardly. He was just embarrassed now, for having shown Cleve his bad side. "Master must think I'm so whiny!!"

Cleve snorted softly, "No, why do I think so?!"

"I cried incessantly, like a tear machine!" nawang said embarrassedly. Face blushing. Her cheeks that had been frozen were suddenly hot.

"Well, I thought so!" said Cleve honestly, "But it's natural that you are like that!"

Nawang. Didn't expect Cleve to say that.

"Crying when sad is necessary!" cleve said, "I've told you before, haven't I?!"

Nawang smiled. His bluish-turned lips curved up. He looked at Cleve with haru.

"Master is so good." said Nawang, he praised the kindness of his superiors. Who always helped him. Even since before Nawang became his subordinate. "From the first time you know you, you've always been kind to me!"

"You always help me, strengthen me and always lead me when I lose my way!" connect Nawang."Are you doing the same to others?!"

Nawang said it was not for any other purpose. He just reveals it. Because Cleve was always nice to him. It felt like Nawang was happy and also wondering at the same time.

But Nawang's fad questions, making Cleve jerked. And penetrated into Cleve's heart.

"No!!" cleve said straightforwardly, "Only you. I'm like this only to you!"

Nawang who asked just because of that fad, gasped at Cleve's unexpected answer. The curiosity he always harbored was stirring.

"Why?!"ask Nawang later.

"Because I love you!" firmly Cleve.

Nawang. Instantly the heat flowed in his body. Nawang was confused as to what to say.

Namu soon after, he fell asleep as Cleve hugged him warmly and warmly vilified him.

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Cleve did not understand, what a strange impulse he felt when he saw Nawang's face flinched in shock and flushed.

He no longer wondered or analyzed in his mind. He then just followed his instinct.

As he wanted to hug her, he hugged her tightly and as he wanted to touch her pretty lips. He did.

As he touched Nawang's red lips with his, Cleve felt strange. Not something as disgusting as he had imagined before. It was an unfamiliar sensation that made him feel like he was on top of a cloud.

His body seemed to be floating when he was sure he was still stepping on the ground.

Every time he tasted it, small stings like electric sparks ran through his chest. His skin rubbing against Nawang was hot. Like burning but addictive.

He felt very thirsty. The longer their lips touched, the greater the thirst he felt.

He took it and took it deeper. But he was never satisfied and increasingly unable to control himself.

The longer, he felt increasingly greedy. That delicious taste, he wanted it more and more. Until He digs deeper as if by doing so, he will get the satisfaction he craves.

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