The Undone Story
Why Does Love Come Too Late?

...CHAPTER 52...

...Why Does Love Come Too Late?...

Dika threw out his breath slowly, rubbing his already wet neutrals. Not wanting to see her for a long time, then she left after putting a flower bucket under the front floor of the nursery door Vira.

He left, his feet swing slowly to approach his mother there who was accompanying his daughter to sleep in a baby box special room baby.

"Mah.." called her, Diana turned her head in shock. "When you go home first. Want to shower and change clothes," he said, the spirit seemed to perish in his life. Diana smiled.

"Yes, you go home first. Mama's okay at staying here." she said smiling wryly, rubbing her son's shoulder. "Patience to you, son." said Diana again. Giving a shot of spirit.

Dika also smiled faintly, then looked back at his daughter who was still asleep. Slowly he brought his face closer, peeling slowly at the little baby's forehead

"Darling, take good care of your mother... Say hi from Dad to him." whispered slowly. Her tears were dripping unbearably again, until they fell onto her red smooth cheeks.

After Dika pampit, he walked gontai to the parking lot of the Hospital, riding his four wheels, then drove it at a speed not too high towards the apartment. But he did not return to the new apartment he was in with Sindy. But back to the old apartment he used to live in with Vira. Dika secretly did not sell his old apartment as Sindy told him at that time. Because Dika thought he would regain his control of Vira's heart after the divorce, then refer back and live together like they used to in their apartment.

After arriving and unlocking his apartment with an access card. Dika went inside with a nimble view, combing every corner of the room that had become his memory with Vira.

Instantly he recalled with the words of Vira earlier in the Hospital.

"No, that's impossible. I know the nature of Mas Dika, he cannot regret it. He's been honest with me. That he's never loved me this whole time..."

"Love?!" Vira chuckles small. "It looks like it's gone Vicky. I don't know, I just realized it too. Maybe because I'm too focused on my son... Mas Dika is my mass that I must forget as soon as possible... I just want to be happy living my future with my daughter as well... With you..."

His heart grew deeper, his net suddenly felt sore, his tears began to pool covering his vision. At their wedding photos a year ago on the wall of his room, his hands gently rubbed the beautiful picture of Vira, the water dripping down his cheeks.

"Ma~af I just realized, it turns out you are very beautiful. You know I miss you so much... I miss your hand. I miss everything you've ever given me." - softly. "I-I didn't expect, that's how quickly you forgot me, Viraa." he continued in a choked and quivering voice. Dika held the photo tightly into his arms. A sense of regret slowly entered his heart.

"Why does love come too late after you are no longer mine." he said with a heavy, claustrophobic breath. His body was now slumped down, sitting curled up on a very cold floor.

Suddenly, Dika felt his body shivering with coldness and the itching in the skin of his hands began to feel.

"Akh shit!" his his hiss rattled, rubbing rough part of the skin that feels itchy.

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"Excuse me, Mrs.." a deliveryman called from outside Vira's door, bringing her dinner with a glass of milk that Vicky had secretly ordered earlier, the milk they both bought at the mall this afternoon.

Vicky stood up and opened the door, smiling at Vicky

"Sir, this is his order.", he was friendly.

"Yes, please take that inside" Vicky said. But before the food deliveryman walked in pushing his food trolley, he picked up the flower he had found just before the door.

"Akh sorry sir, these flowers are deliberately left lying below just like that." he asked thrust the bucket to Vicky. Suddenly Vicky frowned, watching the bucket astonished. Then he took it from the hands of the Hospital's servant.

"I'm sorry, but this is not mine." replied Vicky. The mother was astonished again.

"Oh if you don't have a father, then who does dong have?" the boy frowned, asking again.

Vicky nodded again. "Don't know..." Then return it to his servant.

"What's wrong?" Vira, who heard Vicky talking seriously with the Hospital waiter, asked.

Vira looked at the red rose bucket in her mother's hand. His eyebrows shriveled, and at once he remembered.

Roses are the flowers that Vira likes all this time, and people who know her favorite flowers are only Vicky and Dika besides Irfan and his late mother. Vira once planted flowers in a pot that she kept on the balcony outside her apartment room first. But Dika forbid it because he was very allergic to roses, once he accidentally touched the flower, a few minutes later Dika's body shivered cold not only that, it was not, his skin also became itchy and a lot of rashes here and there.

Suddenly Vira was astonished, he swallowed the rough saliva that was stuck in his throat.

"M-maybe it's from Mas Dika.." stuttered slightly worriedly. Hearing his name, Vicky folded his forehead disliking, then he breathed rough.

"Oh so from him apparently!" cebik Vicky, he also glanced at Vira who is now sweet looking faint like glassy.

"Do you want to keep it?" ask Vicky again. Vira looked up in surprise, then she shook her head slowly and smiled clumsyly.

"No need, just make it" said Vira. Then the mbak came out.

"Oh, what's that for me anyway, Mom?" he said he was surprised. "But seriously for me?!" tanyanya again happy of course.

Vira laughed crisply at the cute expression of the food deliveryman. Then he nodded again sure. "That's for you, ma'am. Just accept the flowers, baby rather than throw them away." said Vira again, smiling.

"Well, thank you very much, ma'am... Heheh... It is good to display on my boarding room table.." he said chuckled with excitement, while kissing deeply the smell of roses in his hands. Then quickly he kept it on the bottom shelf of the trolley.

Afterwards the servant sister walked up to Vira, putting a tray of food on the bedside table. "Please eat yes ma'am, let her body back up the energy." he said.

"Yes, thank you very much." said Vira.

The boy nodded again smiling, then left after he finished his job and closed the door again tightly.

After making sure the waiter had left, Vicky again approached his lover, opening his narrowed eyes. Then cleared slowly.

"Ekhm hemm.."

"What?" Vira slashed her eyes back.

"Remain, your heart refused to give her the flower?" insinuations. "Nwg... It's a rose flower!" godanya.

Vira pursed her lips. "What if I refuse? If I accept it, will someone get angry again?!" reply insinuating.

Then Vicky widened his lips laughing out loud. "You know, hahaaha..."

"Of course, who doesn't know your jealous nature" he said.

Unknowingly Vicky is eager to hug Vira, but Vira reflexively pushes her chest.

"Oh Vicky, don't this at the Hospital. Later there will be people who see tahuu.." cry Vira let down her voice.

"But I was at the mall and I hugged you and you didn't reject me?!" sewot.

"Yes, but now I don't want to be in your arms anymore. Before we're really married, period!" firmly glaring at his manic, then Vira so hold back her laughter when she saw Vicky who sighed very disappointed.

"Alright... I will patiently wait until our marriage contract is over." he rattled at his non-itchy temple. They finally laughed at the same time.

Seriate....

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