The After One Night
[No courage]

Cheryl underwent follow-up treatment, one month already Cheryl followed the step by step that the doctor proposed. The days began she lived as usual, which was to be a good mother to her son Ezra.

On the swing hanging Cheryl pensive. Those blue eyes were busy combing, series after series of words from the Storm handwriting engraved on the greeting cards.

All this time Cheryl just read it, then put it in any place, never she tried to dive verse by verse from the beautiful poems.

...We watch the snow fall, in the midst of the body conditions that mingle sweat. The snow froze the whole city, but not with our smoldering struggle....

There's an initial M on the corner of the paper. Cheryl's tears chuckled down, recalling Mike's name as he wore Misya's name.

One paper back he exchanged with a new paper. Still the same theme of his poetry, about their love and memories.

...I stared at the beautiful silhouette in the corner of the alley there, it moved to spur along with the melodious sigh that you held so strong. We run, laugh, be happy after waking up faces filled with angry slurs. Chocolate became our greatest escape. Our lips are fused to enjoy the sweet from Belgium....

One more circle fell from Cheryl Arsya's beautiful netra corner and wet the initials M again. Well, Storm tried to give the code on each of these cards.

...We can never quench the thirst of love that continues to wear. There was also a twinkle of your passion on the black sofa that night. Your low, my opium....

Although so painful, resisting like anything, Cheryl basically felt at home remembering the memories with Hurricane Admiral, well Cheryl was comfortable with all the memories created in her past.

Too beautiful if forgotten, too sweet to lose. Everything came back, even as if the series of events did not want to escape from his brain.

"Mommy!" All the shadows were faded by the shriek of Ezra Admiral's voice.

Cheryl turned to Ezra while wiping, a pile of tears on her cheeks. "Yes dear." She smiles to complete her warm welcome.

Ezra jumped up and down in excitement. "Basin Eza new shoes. Mommy look at you!" Enthusiastic words.

"Yes?" Cheryl's eyes are round.

"Good right?"

"That's great." Cheryl scanned the gold-colored sports shoes that Ezra was wearing. These models and colors are exactly the same as those of the Storm.

"Eza wants to play basketball with Papi, Eza can play again to Papi's house this afternoon?"

Cheryl nodded. "By dong." Then, another thread of her tears, suddenly drenched her smooth cheeks.

Ezra dims expression. "Mommy why?"

"No." Cheryl's mask with a smile.

Despite saying no, Cheryl's sad look is not easily ignored. "Is it because Eza is too often the same Papi? Keep Mami lonely at home?" Ask.

Cheryl shakes. "Not that. Mommy's just a flick." His kill.

"Mommy doesn't like Eza being close to Papi?" Ezra continues to search for his mother, he is fine if he has to end his closeness with his father in order to keep the feelings of the first woman in his life.

Cheryl's back to shakes. "Like dong, that's Mami's prayer every day. Now Eza can play with Papi. Thank goodness, Mami is moved." Sincerely speaking.

The boy hugged his mother. "Eza still loves Mami kok even though there is Papi in Eza's life. Believe me, Eza doesn't like to lie."

"of course. Eza is a smart child, surely Eza can share the affection and time Eza well."

"Why should Eza take his time? Why don't you guys be the same as Papa and Rigie's mom?"

Cheryl smiled bitterly. "Maybe Papi Mami is difficult to be together, but rest assured Mami Papi's love and affection are not reduced by one cent to Eza."

"Eza believes." The boy smiled with a smile, without Cheryl saying anything, Ezra could feel the love that was poured from both parents.

On his great chair. The storm was staring at his laptop screen. His fingers were busy climbing one by one the qwerty buttons.

Do not forget, in addition to maintaining Ezra and Cheryl, there are still many other responsibilities that need to be handled by the Storm directly.

Aliya the secretary came with a pile of important files. The formally dressed woman immediately placed her map right in front of the Master after the Storm closed the laptop.

"This is still a raw proposal sir. But I have done it so that it is easy to understand." The 32-year-old woman said.

"Thank you." The storm gave a sign of expelling by flapping his fingers. Aliya went out after that.

Jimmy took turns coming. "Good day young master." Politely said.

"Hm." The response of a shred of Storm while examining the proposal from Aliya. "What information is there?" Ask.

Jimmy's dahaman. "The big master has been officially arrested. His status had already become a suspect after the overwhelming amount of evidence that led to him." His word.

Storm turned on Jimmy. "Is there no good news?" The drill.

"none. In fact, Miss Helena and Miss Eveline also joined in reporting to the Great Lord on material fraud charges that the Great Lord committed." Jimmy is back.

"So, in other words, Papa can't be saved anymore?"

Jimmy nodded. "Of course, even though the young master revoked the report, the great Lord will still be in prison, given the number of other whistleblowers who are still investigating the completion of his crimes. Like, Mr. Dhyrga and Mr. Raka, as well as Miss Helena and Miss Eveline."

The storm is slow. "I'm calm Cheryl and Ezra are safe from Papa's revenge. But remember, even if you've been arrested, keep a close eye on Cheryl and Ezra. I'm afraid there's still a plot of Papa's unhandled."

"Good." Nod Jimmy. The man withdrew after Savira's beautiful figure entered the room. "Mrs, excuse me." Pamphitt.

"Well." yeah." Savira smiles at Jimmy, and the man passes by.

Savira refocused on the Storm. "Every day you look after your wife's child, but never had any intention of picking your wife back hmm?" Ask.

Storm's thaw. "Sandy said Cheryl remembered me."

"It's good?" Savira sat on the sofa of the black and white room.

The storm chuckles. "Good, 'cause after this she's definitely asking for a divorce again."

"If it's for the best, just do it. Don't torture Eza. Let Eza have a new father again Storm!" Connect Savira.

Instantly the Storm's jet eyes stared at his mother's complicated. "So you agreed Cheryl got married again?"

Savira shrugged her shoulders. "Why not? After all you yourself already have no intention to pick him back to our main house, right?" The drill.

"Free him Bai. Let him be happy! I'm sure there are still a lot of men out there who want to be her husband." Imbuh Savira again.

"The storm is not willing!" The handsome man screeched. I don't know, if you've been dealing with divorce, the storm is raging.

"Then pick him up. Try and fix everything. You're still in love, Mami's sure Cheryl's still waiting for you."

Well, had Cheryl really been waiting for her, the Storm would never have hesitated to pick her up. In fact, the news of Sandy's engagement is getting increasingly talked about by social media. Doesn't that mean, he should be prepared to face the breakup?

Visual Storm.