The Trait of Love The Player
Silence, Doesn't Mean Not Careful
Yasmine stretched out both hands, as she felt a gust of wind gust upon her face. He is currently on his way home with Elvier after doing extreme things in the car a while ago.
Elvier even deliberately opened the roof of his Ferrari car, so that Yasmine could see how beautiful the desert scenery and savannah they were passing through at this time.
"Is there an Oase?" the question that Yasmine asked made Elvier turn his head.
The two corners of the black-jacketed man's lips were drawn upward, forming a thin, sweet smile. Elvier looked at his wife and in her sparkling face, wanting to feel like he was always staring at Yasmine's innocent face every time. Every time Elvier blinked, he wished Yasmine's face was the first one he saw.
The tall man gripped tightly on the steering wheel of the car, when he recalled the disease in his body. Could it be that God will give her a chance to be happy for the rest of her life? what if indeed in this world no one would be willing to share his heart with him.
"El?"
Elvier flinched as he felt a gentle swipe on his cheek. The brown-haired man looked up, as much as Elvier could put on a fine smile. He grabbed Yasmine's hand, then kissed her deep and long enough.
"What hm?" sahut Elvier.
The sharp gaze that Yasmine used to see also changed with a faint twinkle impressed. Lips may lie, but a brown look into the ashes of his ashes cannot lie to Yasmine. The woman was so sensitive, Yasmine chose to sit in order to be close to Elvier.
"Why you?" yasmine asked with demands.
Yasmine's forehead grew furrowed when she saw Elvier close her eyes, and pulled back over their car. The two round black netra blinked quickly, Elvier will not ask for rations for the umpteenth time here right? yasmine's perverted mind returned to work.
"Mine?" call Elvier sounds heavy and serious.
The tattooed man removed his seatbelt, so he could easily get close to his wife. Elvier grabbed Yasmine's two hands, grasped them gently and then kissed her repeatedly. Highlight the sad eyes and my love just keep pointing at the woman.
"Please promise me that if I don't survive, you will live happily" Elvier said ambiguously.
Tightness and pain in the chest can not be weir Elvier again, heart failure that he experienced has entered the stage of grafting, so the drugs consumed so far only help his life, not cure it. Elvier can return to health after there is a suitable liver donor for him, if not only God can determine one's destiny.
"What the hell are you talking about El?! don't be weird. I don't like you talking like that! I'm silent doesn't mean I don't care about your health." Yasmine replied in frustration.
Yasmine had never discussed the problem of heart failure that Elvier was suffering from. But that doesn't mean she doesn't care, without Elvier knowing Yasmine is quietly contacting Burak-'s assistant and her husband's cousin to ask for an explanation. Even Yasmine planned to check herself to check if the heart inside her body was suitable for her husband.
He willingly gave half his heart to Elvier, after all, said the doctor slowly his liver tissue will grow back after the recovery period. That was the information that Yasmine got from the Prayoga family doctor, even the woman threatened the Doctor not to complain about it to her family.
"There!" sela Yasmine's.
The woman returned Elvier's hand no less tightly, Yasmine as much as possible held back her tears from falling. She must be strong if she wants to strengthen her husband, she must not show excessive anxiety because it will make Elvier worse.
"I'm sure there's El! trust me the same. Yesterday I told you that we're gonna finish this whole thing. I beg you, hold on for your own sake. Don't hold on for me, but hold on for yourself! how's it?" yasmine was convincing.
The woman cupped Elvier's face using both hands, without even a sigh Yasmine kissed her husband's lips and nose. As Yasmine quickly carried Elvier into her arms, the long-haired woman gently rubbed her husband's sturdy head and back. Yasmine had guessed that Elvier would go down when she remembered the illness.
"I'm afraid of losing you Mine" said Elvier.
The man increasingly called his face around Yasmine's neck, while Yasmine-the woman was dead withholding her sobs and tears.
"Quite that I lose Mom and Daddy's love, I'm afraid that when I die there will be another man who takes you, and you forget me." Elvier continued to sound like a mutter.
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