Beautiful But Dangerous

Episode 155's

When the sky was cloudy, the roar around him was more intense than the usual storm, his heart broke a broken, his life was chaotic in an uncertain direction, Keysa, forgot how to smile, he said, his soul died in the gripping night wind.

"It hurts so much God, Keysa has not Graduated, raised the Hajj, there are still many that I have not realized, why is it so heavy God?" ask in the heart.

Keysa, feeling his life empty, so dark every day, no happiness, no sigh to strengthen, only bitterness and doubt.

"Whatever fate God has written for me.Why is this sick? I have a family, but not whole, I have no friends but myself and the night star who always hears my dark babbling" she cried.

For him there is only a betrayal friendship, like what Keysa did to him, he does not need sweet words that will calm a friendship, in fact they just want to know , not to understand or care, Keysa, not to be ungrateful for what he has now, but he is tired of this situation, People he loves slowly eliminate, he said, leave it alone with this depression.

"Keysa, feeling lonely, useless, and worthless, Keysa, just wants to die and be free from this depression" she cried.

Keysa, only able to cry and cry, lamented his unfortunate fate, which until when it ended, really Keysa was not strong anymore to face the challenge that so tormented him.

That night, behind the closed window, he was silent staring at the raindrops that fell to the earth, as if vying to destroy him and leave a puddle as a memento,he loved the rain so much that he could cry as hard as he could, shedding all his sighs through his cries.

"Keyas!" call someone while knocking on the door, whose voice is familiar to him.

Keysa, immediately wipe his tears that had fallen along with the rain, he began to open the door, after the door opened to reveal the figure of the young woman, Fany, the new wife of his father.

"Why, your dad hasn't come home this hour?" she asked her husband who had not come home until late at night.

"Perhaps, my father is tired of you, and spends his time outside" he replied rudely.

"What did you say? bored of? you have the heart to say that, Keysa," he said.

"That's the truth, Papa's proof has not come home yet" he shouted in a rising voice.

"Why? why do you blame Keysa, Papa didn't come home?" said cynical.

"I, don't blame you, just ask?" answer faltered.

"The reason, come out of my room, I don't want to see that stupid face of yours" Keysa ordered.

"Keysa, I'm sorry, I can't make you happy" he said.

"Basic, useless," he said insultingly as he pushed his body out, after blurting out such hurtful words.

Fany, closing the door to her room, her back leaning behind the door crying silently, her body slumping to her knees, her mind completely hurting.

"Why? why am I always to blame?" ask in the heart.

The clear granules continued to descend soaking his cheeks nonstop, his chest tightened and his heart ached. Fany, just wanted to ask the whereabouts of her Papa, whose phone could not be reached at all.

"I am useless!" frustrated muttering.

Fany, pulling her hair firmly, rubbed her face violently and got back up towards Keysa's room.

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