You are the Only One
25. Kelu and Frozen

Olavia

I don't have enough words to express how relieved I felt when Angga arrived. I can't tell you how big this chest is when it's in her arms. For a while everything felt safe, everything felt fine. All problems disappear immediately.

No Owen will take Oleander from me.

How did he know I was here? How does he know my address? Most importantly, how did he know that there was something worth looking for in this house?

How does he know about Oleander's whereabouts?

"Where's ole?" ask Angga near my ear.

"He's in his room. Last time, after I brought him here, we immediately ready him to sleep. Thank God for that god and bouncy monstrosity outside. He's so easy to sleep with."

Angga so follow me chuckles. "There's also a point in it's stuff."

"He-uh."

Quiescent.

Silence that feels so awkward.

"Why?" I finally held my head up and saw his face. The face that was usually relaxed and cramped, was now filled with tension. "What's wrong? You why?"

Angga looked at me deeply. A gaze that for the first time shook my heart for a reason that I did not like. I don't like what I see in dark brown eyes that never fails to make me feel loved. This time, however ....

"Why?"

I don't like what I see there.

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Goslings

Olavia's call made my chest heavier with guilt. Yet, still. The fear of the consequences made my lips freeze, my tongue muffled.

"Yes, already. Mom go outside first, yeah."

I didn't realize that my mom was still in the room with us.

"Duh, okay, Ma. Uh, sorry. I'm not–"

"Udah, it's okay." Mama paused for a moment to pat my arm gently and smile. "You guys talk first, gih, there."

This self is increasingly reluctant to lose people who are truly amazingly good like my mother-in-law candidates who have just passed.

A soft click sounded as Mama closed the door behind us.

Quiescent.

Very uncomfortable silence.

"Why?" Olavia called out for the third time.

I looked into the eyes of the woman I love the most in this world deeply, enjoying the beauty of the beads that I might not be able to see directly after this again. Realizing that most likely this was the last time I saw him, I actually used the remaining time to the best of it.

"You scared me" he said in a trembling voice.

I slid Olavia's hair loose from the scroll at the top of her head to the back of her ear. Maybe this is my last chance to do it.

My love closed his eyes when my fingertips touched the skin of his cheeks.

This is the last time.

There is no other chance than this.

I could feel my eyes starting to heat up. The heat eventually thawed the freezing of my mouth and tongue. I'm resigned. I'm sincere. If my actions in the end make me lose him, I'm sincere. I admit I was wrong. It is the result of my own mistakes. "I'm sorry, honey. I fxcked up."

His forehead began to gather between those well-groomed eyebrows. "What do you mean, Yang?" The touch of the dagungue began to tremble as well. "You cry?"

I fell down along with the tears that fell. Olavia immediately cupped my face and lifted it back up. "Dear, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? I'm scared, Ngga. How do you cry gini?"

"I'm sorry, Yang." I held the hand that was still around my face. I'm .. I made Owen get to your house."

"What?" Olavia. From behind the tears that covered, I could see the eyes of my beloved woman was enlarged. "What do you mean, Ngga? Why did you make Owen come here?"

I shake my head and hope the shadows of what I did before can be erased from memory and reality.

"Gga, what do you mean? You why?" He kept pushing me. Now the anxiety that I had removed with my presence even came back again. And I think his power is ten times greater.

My feet felt weak at once. I suddenly fell down and knelt in front of him. I hugged my woman's waist. I put my face in his stomach. "I'm sorry, Yang. I didn't mean to make it all like this. I'm sorry, Yang. I'm sorry. Sorry me. I am so fxcking sorry, darling. I'm so fxcking sorry I fxcked up."

Olavia combed my hair with fingers that eventually stopped on my back of the head. "Female, please. You're freaking me out. Honey, talk to me. Same with me. You're not saying it clearly. I don't understand it much. I'm getting scared, Ngga."

Fxck. I made him more tormented. I don't want to make him suffer more. I don't want to make him suffer in the least. I really love him.

Talk to her right the fxck now, Emilio Addams!

"I ... I ...."

Clear from the beginning, idiot!

"I'm .. I lied to you."

His hand stopped after hearing my words. "What lie, Ngga?" Although I know he was very surprised by my confession just now, I am very grateful he can control himself and want to listen to the continuation of my story before running away and away from me.

"I .. yesterday I did not meet my colleague. I ... I went to see Owen."

Olavia jerks. He automatically pushed my shoulder body so that I could release my pagutan from around his body.

Oh, no. What I was afraid of happened also.

"What?" He asked me softly. Even his voice was even smoother than the whirring of the wind. Disbelief had made his vocal cords fail to make any sound.

I knelt before Olavia with my head bowed and guilt piled up. I can't believe that I've ruined the trust of the man I've been fighting for a dozen years.

I could feel the end of our relationship like I could feel the wind blowing on my skin. So close. So real.

"I deliberately went to Owen to ask him to sign a letter of approval for the appointment of the child I was taking care of."

"What?!"

Connect ....