
"Arkhh, Sick fool" said Dirga as Dena smeared the ointment on his shoulder.
"Here it is." said Dena and stood up from her seat.
"No, there's more, right?" he added watching Dirga who was holding his own shoulder.
"No," Dirga briefed. After hearing the reply from Dirga Dena directly walked into the bathroom leaving the man who was currently looking at her from behind.
Dirga laid himself slowly on the mattress to withstand the pain that began to penetrate into his body at this time.
Even though it was not painful now, if you know what this will be for what he helped Dena. The basis of the brain and its movements are not synchronous. Just sucks. Dirga.
Dirga shook, and Dirga immediately picked it up on the nightstand seeing a message from Samuel.
"Woy, Clubing yok" that was the message from Samuel just now.
"Clubing, Clubing.your nutmeg Sam. Do not know how my shoulder pain now" said Dirga in front of his HP without replying to a message from Samuel.
Dirga put his HP back on the table to relax himself more. His eyes now occasionally see two suitcases Dena who was on the sofa and he also imagined Dena who was troubled when opening the suitcase and choosing clothes.
"Did I have him put his clothes in my closet" Dirga murmured.
Before long Dena had just come out of the bathroom, already changing clothes. Dena did not look at her at all the woman walked up to the sofa and sat herself there.
The woman then saw HP and she immediately spread her body around the body. Then tilted his body to sleep on his back to Dirga who saw himself from the top of the mattress.
It was all out of Dirga's attention, though,
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"Pa..Pa..Papa don't, don't sell it Pa..It's got a mama, not pa" said Dena grudgingly as she sobbed in her sleep.
Dirga who had been sleeping heard it immediately woke up, he felt surprised to hear the voice of a woman crying. He thought the ghost turned out when he got up from the bed and listened to it carefully again it turned out to be from the sofa where Dena was sleeping at the moment.
He went straight to the sofa approaching Dena.
"Woy, matre women, woy" said Dirga who made sure Dena sleep or not.
Dirga got closer to Dena to see the woman who turned out to be sleeping. He crouched down in front of Dena looking at the sobbing woman.
"Pa, Papa's got mommy pa?" cry Dena in her sleep.
Dirga who was there saw everything, saw the face of the woman he hated wet with tears. Somehow his heart ached to see the woman crying in her sleep at this time.
Spontaneously he rubbed gently on Dena's face to clean the tear marks.
"What dream are you?What makes you cry like this?" said Dirga then gently rubbed Dena's cheek.
Because of that swipe Dena felt that something was holding her face making her instantly jerk up from sleep. Especially when he opened his eyes, he saw Dirga who was holding his face at the moment making him shocked.
"What are you doing.?" said Dena immediately sat down to see Dirga who was like being caught red-handed.
"I, I didn't do anything. I just woke you up, you just bothered me. You turned out to be other than a matre woman, cold and strange woman too huh. Sleeping could cry" he sis Dirga immediately stood up to see Dena who was sitting on the sofa looking up at him.
"What do you mean cry?" small folds appeared on Dena's forehead at this time. He did not understand the meaning of Dirga's words.
Dena touched his face, obeying Dirga's words. As he touched his face now, his face was wet like one who had finished crying. Was she really crying?
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Daniel walked in his house, he accidentally heard his stepmother Soraya was on the phone with someone making himself have to eavesdrop on the conversation from behind a large wall pole in the park.
"Reyhan, you go home, baby. You want your rights to be the property of your annoying brothers" Soraya turns out to be on the phone with Reyhan's half-sister from Daniel and Dena. He's only 3 years from Dena and Daniel.
"Aren't you going home?You don't want your Papa's property?You're crazy" Soraya said, upset by the answer of her beloved son, who is currently in Germany.
Soraya turned off her call she was very upset and angry at this moment. How could that son say such a foolish thing that would make his own future ruined.
"Wow, Wow, uh,.It turns out you're in about your own son" Daniel said, clapping his hands from behind Soraya appeared from the great wall.
"You?What are you doing here?" surprised Soraya saw Daniel who was suddenly behind her.
"Newly, of course to eavesdrop on yourself" Daniel said lightly.
"It looks like your son, doesn't look like you.?Similar to who is he?Like Papa or like the man you're hiding" Daniel folded his arms in front of his chest at this moment. Looking at Soraya with the woman's withered gaze seemed to clench her hands firmly restraining emotions.
"Your mouth is the son of a whore." Soraya looked hard at Daniel.
"You're not wrong to call my Mama, bitch yells whore. I wonder why Papa still maintains you as a mistress until now. My mother hasn't been around for a long time but why has my father never confirmed you to be his wife, does he just consider you a whore, and now who's the real whore?You or my mama" Daniel said, challenging him not to be afraid of the snake man in front of him.
Daniel then left Soraya alone to vent his emotions upset at not being able to do anything. Because the woman was old but did not acknowledge the old man any time in front of Daniel she felt intimidated by the sharp gaze of the young man who to her was quite horrible like Marco her husband. Daniel did inherit Marco's genes once.
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Marco is working on his office job in his office right now. Seeing carefully something was wrong or not his work while focusing on his work Soraya entered by opening her door hard.
Making his eyes diverted staring at the arrival of his wife.
"Do you look so angry?"
Soraya just silently sat herself rough on the sofa of the room.
"If there's nothing important come out, I'm busy" Marco said as he was disturbed.
"Did you never teach your children manners" Soraya said, holding back her emotions.
"You mean,"
"Ah, not so. You'll defend him, I'll go" Soraya felt wrong to complain to Marco. Her husband will always defend Daniel, no way not.
"Yes, it's disturbing" Marco said, refocusing on his work.
Soraya herself threw her face away, her intention to complain to her husband was wrong.
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T.B.C