We fall in love without reason, without even wanting to or a plan. The arrival of love is never predictable. That's love 💘
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"Hans, stop ..... it hurts!" Achiera said, she pouted while making her lips spout.
 "Once again you make an expression like that. I'm not just going to pinch you." Hans replied and then released his soft pinch from Achiera's cheek.
 "But I will eat you, until it's gone." Hans whispered in Achiera's ear.
 Achiera closed her eyes and slightly moved her face away without moving because of the vibrations she felt as a result of Hans's whisper which was very close to her ear, only 1cm away.
"What's the matter Achiera Grey, are your eyes twitching?" Hans asked, whispering again in Achiera's ear when he saw Achiera's reaction.
 "Yes, of course, a lot of dust got into my eyes." Achiera replied and still pursed her lips but this time upwards.
 "Achiera Grey, it looks like you purposely teased me, huh, to provoke the limits of my patience." Hans said.
 "I ...? But what did I do? How could I teased you, you're the one who's always been tempted by me. Am I right, President Hans?" Achiera said then put her arm around Hans's neck.
"Don't test my limits .. !! Do you think that because I'm sick I can't eat you greedily?" Hans teased.
 "You want to eat me? Are you a cannibal?" Achiera asked while showing her contrived surprised expression and it was very adorable for Hans.
 "Great Achiera, now you pretend you don't understand what it means by eating you and calling me a cannibal. No one is like you, you tested me until my point." Hans said, trying to calm down.
"Is there something wrong with my understanding Mr. President? Isn't it called cannibals if humans eat each other?" Achiera asked again, stubbornly pretending not to understand.
 "Yes you're right Mrs. Grey I'm a cannibal, and this cannibal just has a desire to eat you. Not once or twice, I ate you but many times, have you forgotten? But I don't mind to help you remember it again." Hans teased.
"Damn, I was the one who wanted to tease him because he was sick but instead I was trapped. You damn Hans ...! You're sick and still doesn't stop talking nonsense."Â Achiera grumbled to herself.
 "Alright, alright ... I get what you mean," Achiera said.
 "Now you better take a break, don't you .." Achiera had not had time to say everything she wanted to say, but her mouth already shut by Hans with Hans' mouth.
"There is no word as sorry, intruder demon! You started this." Hans said then kissed Achiera.
 "Have you ever heard the word 'Don't wake the sleeping tiger otherwise you'll be caught'?" Hans said after releasing his kiss.
 Achiera was silent to neutralize her feelings that somehow came from where her heart was always shivering and hot and also managed to make her heart beat every time Hans touched or even just kissed her.
"Is it true that the slut soul is in me? I could always enjoy it."Â Achiera grumbled and her words caught in her throat.
 "Your kiss tastes good, what about me did I taste good?" Hans asked to Achiera.
 "You pervertttt .." Achiera replied, but this time she didn't spout, just frowned a little.
 "Do you want this cannibal to eat you even deeper?" Hans said while licking his upper lip.
"Hans stop ... You have to rest a lot now you go to sleep." Achiera said, trying to stop Hans with all the ridiculousness of his mind.
 "This time I let go of you but remember there won't be another time." Hans said, giving up.
 Achiera smiled sweetly then helped Hans to walk to the bed.
 With alacrity and attention, Achiera helped Hans put on the blanket.
"Go to sleep, I'll cook porridge for you." Achiera said when she finished helping Hans to lied, not forgetting that she gave Hans a beautiful smile.
 When Achiera turned around, suddenly Hans grabbed Achiera's hand, and it made Achiera turn around to look at Hans again.
 "What is wrong?" Achiera asked in surprise.
 "No need to cook, let Nila do it, it's not your job!" Hans said, still holding Achiera's hand.
"Yes but I just want to cook porridge for you." Achiera replied.
 "Sleep beside me, accompany me, i need you by my side." Hans asked, pulling Achiera's hand.
 "Then how about your dinner?" Achiera asked and then sat on Hans's bedside.
 "I'll eat whatever you eat." Hans replied quickly then smiled very sweetly, even Achiera was captivated by the smile from the cold man.
"If Hans smiled like this no one would believe that he was a cold, flat-faced man." Achiera muttered, praising Hans inwardly.
 "Daydreaming again ..?" Hans said while waving his hand in front of Achiera's face.
 "Eh Hans, I don't ...." Achiera replied awkwardly.
 "Are you thinking about me?" Hans asked while smiling again.
Instantly Achiera was still amazed by Hans's smile but she immediately realized.
 "Never mind I'm very sleepy, you come here to sleep beside me. Please accompany me." Hans asked again.
 Achiera obediently walked off to sleep beside Hans.
 But Achiera sleep with quite a distance from Hans, without complaining and without emotion Hans drew closer to Achiera and embraced her warmly.
"Why are you sleeping so far?" Hans asked softly, he put his hand under Achiera's head.
 "Sleep in my arms, I won't bother you. I just need to be accompanied," Hans said again then gently brushed Achiera's face.
 "Is this still the old Hans? The famous one who is arrogant and cold? Why is he suddenly so gentle? Without emotion and screaming he drew closer himself, the old Hans would not want to get close, he would tell people to come closer." Achiera asked with a deep voice in her heart.
"Can I ask you something?"Â Hans continued to Achiera while looking at her.
 Achiera only nodded in agreement, to be honest her heart was very confused by Hans's every move, sometimes gentle sometimes blindly.
 "Answer very honestly, do you hate me? Are you afraid of me or even forced to live with me?" Hans asked seriously.
 "Hans ...? Why are you suddenly ask something like that?" Achiera turned around to ask.
"Achiera Grey you hasn't changed huh, I told you not to turn around asking questions if someone asks you!" Hans asked grumblingly, now it was his turn to frown.
 But soon he softened back, and smiled sweetly at Achiera.
 "Why are you silent? Did I scare you earlier?" Hans asked again.
 "No, it's just that you look like a sullen child." Achiera replied with a laugh.
"Because you've laughed, now you must answer my question earlier. I really want to know, please answer with your honesty. If you really feel forced to stay with me, I will let you go. But you have to know, nothing will be able to escape from my grip if you I really want, it means I let you go and chase you again in another way. I want you to know me because you want to." Hans said, and Achiera saw the seriousness in each of his words.
"Hans ... at first I was attached to you because of a compulsion, but slowly you came into my life and stole my heart. That's the truth." Achiera replied.
 "But I have hurt you? How can you love a figure like me?" Hans replied curiously.
 "I wonder how???" Achiera asked thoughtfully.
 "Don't be kidding, I seriously asked." Hans said, waiting for Achiera's recognition.
"Instead, I'm serious, I'm confused why I love you while you hurt me. But I'm not surprised, because that's love, it won't be easy to understand with logic because love lives in the heart and feelings, not in the mind." Achiera said then paused for a moment, she looked into Hans's eyes then said again.
"Hans ... about the reason why, I honestly can't even answer it. But one thing I understand, 'when someone makes you the saddest person and at the same time makes you the happiest person that is true love.' And I find both in you, even though you sometimes make me the saddest person but you are also able to make me the happiest person. And I believe my love can conquer you. Am I too confident Mr. President?" Achiera said then asked.
Hans immediately hugged Achiera tightly and kissed her forehead softly.
 "Stupid, you're not too confident, I really gave up in your love. You won, did you know that this is the first time I can be defeated, and that's by a little girl like you." Hans replied, still hugging Achiera in his sleep.