
In one room, there are 3 adults. One of them sat back to the other two. He did not intend to stare at his interlocutor while the two men lowered their heads respectfully without daring to raise their heads.
"Why didn't that woman die?!" sniped the man hard. The other two people could only duck deeper. Their courage shrunk. Call them both Deden and Dedi.
"Sorry Boss, he's heavily guarded by multiple parties. We are struggling to break through their defence. Even when it almost succeeded, they managed to foil our plan," Deden carefully–hati said, looking down.
"STUPID! You're not a becus!!"
The anger has risen. He had no patience to wait for his plan to succeed. He closed his eyes to reduce the heat in his body because of the anger.
"Hufftt ... Both of you .. get your work done!" later orders.
"How's the boss?" ask Dedi. He wanted his plan to succeed this time.
Instantly the man laughed loudly, sounding to be blaring in the ears of the two of them.
"Sick shit!" lirih. He stroked his hand which was pinched by Deden.
"Ah you are using a question show," said Dedi by moving his lips without making a sound. Dedi clucked in annoyance.
"Wear your brains! I don't want to know! Whatever the way, that woman must die!"
"Ba–baik Boss!" say they both.
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"I miss you guys."
Those three words were spoken in the mind of a middle-aged man. In his hand was a photo album with 2 photos in it. A man with a woman next to him and also a cute little boy on another photo sheet.
Unknowingly, a clear water dripped from his net. His hand rubbed the water immediately, not allowing the water droplets to wet his face for too long. He took a deep breath and exhaled it violently. She wanted to meet them both, but it was impossible. The woman in the photo is gone and the little boy she is now an adult has written off in her life.
"Ahh Stupid! Why am I thinking about them? Anna has left me. And Gea? He's not my son anymore. His actions are cruel and inhumane!"
The wound reappeared. The wound turned into a sense of disappointment. The love was tightly shut by the pain and disappointment of the wounds he had suffered. The wound has not dried up. The expectations of a perfect Annaya in her eyes that she placed on Gea were broken by Gea's mistakes in those days. He no longer recognized Gea as his son.
"Fire"
The voice of the wife made him immediately put the photo album as soon as possible among the pile of unused items.
"Loh Papi, why was night–night in the warehouse?" ask Clara. He walked closer to Edi.
"Emm .. papi looking for papi stuff but did not meet. Maybe it's been sold with Mang Arman," said Edi. It was also impossible for him to speak honestly about what he was feeling right now.
Clara nodded lightly. He put his shoulder out.
"All right let's go to bed" Edi asked.
"He'em."
Edi walked out of the warehouse first. Clara walked closer to where Edi was standing. He took that photo album. His eyes were fixed on the figure of the little boy.
"Remh …. You think you can hide it from me? Oh, it's not that easy!" clara Mumbles. A slanted smile adorned her beautiful face despite her age is no longer young.
He threw the photo album again among the pile of unused items again.
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The door of the apartment was open. Davin walked in with his eyes slightly closed. Even the road staggered. He drank too much that night.
Arriving in the room, he saw Dela falling asleep under a thick blanket. He only glanced at her at a glance then went inside the bathroom to clean himself up.
Mind–mind flying in his head when he daydreamed while bathing. I don't know what to think, only Davin knows.
"Arrghh anyway I have to get it back!"
That word came out of his lips.
"Have you come home, baby?" dela asked in a typical hoarse voice waking up to see Davin coming out of the bathroom with a small towel that she used to dry her hair. He rose from his sleep, leaning on the back of the bed. His hands tucked his hair behind his ears.
"Hem …."
Only muttering was caught by Dela's ears. Dela squinted her eyes.
"Why him? It's not usually Davin like this. Even his face just looks bad mood," he murmured inwardly.
"Here I dry your hair" Dela said.
Unceasingly stale, Davin sat down at the bottom leaning against the bed, while Dela sat down at the edge of the bed.
Dela starts scrambling–random light hair Davin. Slowly Davin's hair began to dry. Davin just stared straight without even opening his voice.
"Why are you, honey? Why just silence?" ask Dela. He felt Davin was now so cold. Not as warm as before.
"No."
Only that short answer came from Davin's lips. He had no intention of talking to Dela.
Dela clucked in annoyance. He doesn't like to be ignored by Davin or anyone else. Dela began to lay her head in the recess of Davin's neck.
"Honey, I miss ..." said Dela spoiled. For a long time he did not do sports night with Davin. There are so many reasons that Davin often throws lately when he asks for his rights and obligations as a wife.
Davin clucked lazily. He stood up. "Will I sleep! I'm tired. Tomorrow, yes" said Davin.
Davin climbed into the bed and laid himself to close his eyes. The neglected dela could only sulk.
"Basic men–laki is inconsiderate!" scornful.
Dela pulled the blanket back. He was looking for the most comfortable position to rest his body. While Davin ignored Dela's nagging even though he heard Dela's clear speech.
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