
"Excuse me, Papa," she sighed sadly as she helped him stand up.
"Papa, evil." he answered, shaking off his Papa's hand.
"You're okay, Papa was angry," he said.
"Papa has never known Keysa, since Mama died" he shouted.
"Don't talk like that, Papa loves you very much, son" he said stammeringly.
"Lies, Keysa is tired of living like this, living with people who can't understand my feelings in the least" she replied.
"That's just how you feel, son," he said tiredly as he ruffled his coarse hair.
"Already Sir, let Keysa rest," said Bu Zana pleading.
"Yes Ma'am," he answered briefly as he left Keysa's room.
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"Keysa, drink first," said Ms. Zana carefully.
"No Ma'am" he answered, shaking off Ms. Zana's hand.
"Drink, let his mind be at ease" he asked.
"Yes Ma'am" he said, sipping water until it was gone.
"Rest, don't think strangely anymore" he replied sadly.
"Yes, Mom" he said.
After Bu Zana left, Keysa tried to sleep, but what was the power of his eyes could not be compromised, which there was just lying with the mind somewhere, Keysa again sat leaning his head on the pillow, thinking of what he would do to get rid of Fany, he did not want the Woman in his life. He wants to live like he used to, where he has a place to moan, and he doesn't want to be alone like this, he misses his mother.
"God, it's not fair! why must God snatch the most precious person in my life!" whispers in the heart.
His tears flowed, he missed his mother so much and wanted to be with her, he felt his life was empty without the figure of a Mother who loved him as before.
Keysa straightened his face, and opened his desk drawer and took a Cutter there, dying was the best way he had to go, he felt he had no one to live with.
Srek
One scratch, leaving no taste, he just stared at the blood coming out of his hands.
"My suffering will be over...!" he said laughs wide.
Keysa again scratched his hand seven times, he did not feel anything in his hand, he just felt the loneliness that was becoming - so, so, he felt that his life would be over and that meant that he would no longer have to suffer from it now and not see Fany's disgusting face.
His eyes began to twitch - fireflies, he felt his eyes had begun to weigh, with blood dripping profusely from his hands, with strength still remaining he tried to lay his body on the mattress, and he was trying to lay his body on the bed, while staring at the sky - the sky of his room waiting for the Angel Izrail came to take his life.
Fany, who was very worried about Keysa, suddenly jolted in his sleep and accidentally mentioned the name Keysa, without thinking long he ran towards his room.
"Keysa,,,"
The soft voice that he heard made him turn his head to the person who called him, the daydream about death is now gone in the swallow of the earth, the events of several days on Fany ganged on his head, and the day fell on his head, he himself does not think of doing such a thing, but if he really dies maybe the problem will be solved and will not be this complicated.
"Keysa.." What are you doing, son," he said as he shouted.
"Let you be satisfied" he replied coldly.
"No, I never wanted this to happen, son," she said, covering her wound with a cloth.
"There's no need to cry, it's just a charade" he said.
"Keysa, I love you more than myself" she said in tears.
"lik! leave my Papa if you really love me" he replied cynically.
"Yes, I'll do whatever you want as long as you don't do this stupid thing again" he said.
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