Alexio "Pink Diary"

Chapter 59

Dira pondered in his room, it had been 2 hours he was staring blankly at the ceiling of his room. His thoughts drifted far away, all about Alexio.it was always about the young man.

Only, that thought was different now.

If in the past when he imagined Alexio would appear grinning, resentful, angry, because of the treatment of the young man who always refused and avoided him wherever he expressed love.

But now, only an expression of sadness that he seemed when he imagined Alexio. he already knew the tragic story that befell the twin Alexio from the doctor Doni. And based on the doctor's estimation, Xia is a reflection of the guilt Alexio shows

And the happiness with Dira is the trigger for Xia's intense presence and makes Alexio hurt himself.

As if his subconscious says that Alexio does not deserve to be happy, the more he wants to be happy, the past will lock him up until he will hurt himself as a form of punishment.

“Al.” Lirih Dira.

Chequelek

The door of Dira's room opened, the girl turned to the origin of the voice. Watan Ladh who still draped his suit in the hand stating the man had just returned to work approached the whereabouts of his daughter.

“Not sleeping?” tanya Kiran Ladh softly.

“Not yet drowsy pa. Some want to stay up at any hour will not be afraid anymore, will Dira no longer school.” Kekeh Dira answered

Ladh waters took a seat on the side of Dira who was already sitting leaning on the head of the bed.

“Sorry papa had to leave because there are patients who have to be operated on while the other doctor full schedule.” Ladh is full of guilt.

“It's okay, pah. Dira understands the same duties and responsibilities papa really. Calm down.” Sahut Dira slowly

“You, still hate the same papa, son?” ask Ladh. Ever since his daughter discussed the red diary's past, they weren't as warm as they used to be. Dira just answered Ladh's question, no longer acting spoiled.

“Sorry pah. Dira is just confused between what is written there with what he thinks. But Dira does not hate, Dira just feel sad if it is true papa so.” Reply Dira lowered her head.

“You know papa, right? Do you know how loyal and responsible papa is to patients?” tanya Ladh tested her daughter.

Dira nodded his head in a still down position.

“Papa will not do something like that, even if the patient wants bad things for him, papa will refuse.” Obviously Ladh grabbed his daughter's body for a hug.

“Maafin Dira pah.” Said Dira with her crying beginning to break.

“You are not wrong son. You are not wrong.” Reply Ladh stroked the top of Dira's head gently.

Silent....

“Dira. You're still strong, right?” tanya Ladh looked at the shahdu, Dira nodded

“Say that you are not strong anymore. This is not your territory and responsibility, inget!” ladh's words made Dira take off her hug and look at her father's face.

“Iya pah's. Dira will say if not strong anymore.” Answer Dira

“What Alexio suffered is not your domain, papa as a doctor alone can not interfere too much because it does not understand what Alexio suffered as a whole.” Reveal Ladh so that his daughter understands.

“Wihh don't take hugs.” Paul, who was leaning against the door frame frowned.

Ladh and Dira chuckled at the behavior.

“However the girls you ghosted see your behavior now, do not guarantee papa if they will be fascinated with you, Paul.” Cetus papa waved his palm calling for Paul to come closer.

“Uluh-uluhh adek brother why meweek gini, huu? Here brother sewain hug.” Paul stretched out his hand and forced the younger brother to embrace

“Papa!!!!! Pa’ul very ignorant!!” peekik Dira who was increasingly embraced strongly by Paul with his rancid laughter.

Ladh just shook his head at the behavior of his two children.

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Alexio pondered in the corner of his apartment, he saw a portrait of Xia on his phone. The girl was painting on the edge of the lake. Sweet. That boy was always sweet until now.

A glance of memory also re-emerged in his brain, when Dira's speech and the video that once shown Bisma entered his mind.

He shook. Slip all.

“I can clearly see and talk to Xia.” Prattling

“All because we trust each other. So it's a lie that they say Xia is a pure fantasy.” Refuse to say Xia form empty hayal power.

The ringing of his phone caught the eye,,

Bhishma, but only he ignored. He does not want to argue with anyone.

5 Calls and 5 times ignored. And before long, a call with the name of Xia's contact was plastered on his phone screen.

Snapping it up.

“Where are you from, huh? I call daritadi not lifted.” Alexio picked up the phone.

“Remember Xia, don't be petty-minded. What you experienced earlier made a lesson, you can return to painting other more beautiful works, and can follow many competitions to boast of your busy parents.” Obviously Alexio was at length, but Xia did not say anything.

“So never say silly things by running away and leaving me, understand that!” firmly Alexio.

“Hmm, yes, Al.” Xia quietly

“Don't cry, I'm there for you forever, that's what you should know, Xia.” Alexio is sincere.

“Iya, I know it, Al.” Answer Xia

“You met?” bargain Alexio who replied by Xia with a dullness. Until without waiting for time, Alexio rushed to reach for the motorbike key and jacket and then sped out of his apartment that night to go to Xia's house.

“Malem Alexio.” Security guarding the gate of the apartment greeted the young man who was already known for his characteristics. He handed the package to Alexio who had been sent by the package courier.

“Malem sir.” Alexio

“Package for you.” Security said

“Thank you sir.” Alexio answered, receiving the item. He put it on his motorcycle and rushed to meet Xia in a normal place.

The vibration in his jacket pocket disrupted Alexio's driving focus, already 3 times the object vibrated in there. It was ignored but returned to trembling. He had to pull over first.

If it was Bhishma, he would have blocked his father's number. Because it's definitely another ridiculous remark that will come out of his father's mouth.

Thira. The name on his call.

“Hmm. Hello.” Prattling

“Where?” ask Dira

“Street.” In short answer

“Ooh. Going to headquarters? A race? Or want to say something?” Dira giggled at the end of his words.

“Gak, meet Xia.” Alexio answered making the caller suddenly quiet at the end there. Until Alexio makes sure the call is still on or not.

“Halo, Dira?” call him

“You to my house, now.” Dira breaks up and asks Alexio to visit her house tonight.

“But Dira, Ak--“

“No buts, buts. To my home now.” Dira doesn't want to lose.

“Dira, please.” Please Alexio

“OK please, after this let's not have to meet forever. Bye.” Unilaterally Dira disconnects the call.

“Dira... Dira.. hello.” Hearing the sound of the tone of the call being cut off, Alexio called out to Dira repeatedly.

“Argghh shit.” He said in frustration, taking off his helmet and shuffling his hair.

For a long time he thought up to the steps of the gontai back on his motorbike. Drive the vehicle to its destination.

Alexio knocked on the big brown door. Three beats and the owner of the house appears.

“Al.”