Behind My Persitku Veil

Have Nice Dreams

Zello locks his room from the inside, the boy starts putting his laptop on his couch table. Then he landed his ass there, Zello took off his shirt until he was bare-chested.

" Dam it's... " Upat Zello as he could not reach his wound that was on his back. He had been holding his own wound ever since. So that all his family does not worry about his situation.

He had been treating his own wounds ever since he came back from the forest. His back was again spitting out blood as he mostly moved due to making medicinal herbs and also playing his laptop. Until the rag has now also returned wet with blood.

Zello steps towards the mirror in the walk in closet . Not to forget he also returned to take his P3K box in his closet drawer. The boy began to treat his wounds again by first re-attaching the cotton wool he had given alcohol. And then, apply a pain reliever saleb. Lastly, Zello covered his wound with gauze back.

At least Zello did not have a weak expression at all. He always has a flat expression under any circumstances. If only the wound had happened to anyone other than, it probably wouldn't have been as strong as Zello.

Zello looked at his own face in front of the large mirror before him. His face was like a grown man. Who was looking at himself through the mirror.

" I will finish you off myself, if you still want to harass my family. Even though your grandchildren will be ". Zello growled with his angry look.

Tok...

" Dear Zello, open the door!!. Mommy wants to talk".

" ANDES". Zello growled again when he heard his Mommy voice who continued to bang on the door of his room from the outside.

Zello grabbed her sleeping pajamas that were still hanging neatly in her closet. Wear it with quick movements. So that Mommy doesn't suspect him. If, her waiting opens her bedroom door too long.

" What's wrong Mom??. I want to take a break, can't talk tomorrow morning! ". Pinta Zello yawns as if she's really tired.

" Are you really just tired, baby?. You're not hiding anything, are you from Mommy? ". Naura was still staring suspiciously at her son.

" What can Zello hide from Mommy? ". Zello asked Mommy again.

Naura sighed slowly. Then he looked back at the son ". Can Mommy come in? ". Naura just walked into Zello's room. Before his son allowed him to enter.

" Mom, come on. Zello was really tired. Can we talk tomorrow morning?. Zello just needs Mom's rest". Zello didn't want her Mommy to see the gauze on her couch. Which Zello hasn't thrown in the trash.

Zello also held Mommy's hand. Until Naura stopped stepping and still stood on the lip of her son's bedroom door. Naura looked into her son's eyes in search of lies. However, Zello's gaze did not mean anything. Because his son this one is totally unpredictable.

" Alright, please break boy!. We'll talk again tomorrow! ". Naura relented because she also could not see Zello's current lie. In fact, Naura saw nothing strange strange in her son's room.

Zello just nodded his head. And it evaporated again as if he could no longer bear to close his eyes.

" Have nice dream boy". Naura exclaimed as she turned her back to get out of Zello's room.

" Nice Dream Mom". Zello replied that she was relieved that her Mommy did not enter her room.