Flowers for the Prince
Chapter 2 [Trauma]
Tonight Diksi can not sleep comfortably, his brain continues to think about the debate with his father while in the dining room.
"I hate you!", he said, sitting on the bedside looking at a picture of his late mother with a deep longing gaze.
"Why Ma'am, how come you're the one who's gone?", Diksi who keeps sinking into his grief while occasionally shedding tears.
It has been a long time since she decided not to cry about her mother's departure. But tonight was so hard for him to hold on for longer.
"I know I'm so far from being a good word", Diksi who keeps shedding tears and is aware of what's really wrong in his life.
The past turned him into a cold wolf. Diction who now starts to act stupid with his surroundings because it harbors too much hatred for anything that happens in his life.
"Why is the world not on my side, why is my destiny so bad God?", he said he kept shouting inside the room while staring at the photo of his late mother he was still holding and hitting the edge of the bed where he was leaning to vent his frustration.
When the memory returned he always felt afraid and continued to blame himself for the departure of his mother.
"I shouldn't have asked my mother to give birth to a sister for me" she said, recalling what always left her strangled with immense guilt.
Regret for regret continues to make him never feel comfortable sleeping after the death of his mother.
Day after day he went through without passion and purpose to continue to survive.
His mission only wanted to take what should have been his.
The stepbrother who always gets full affection makes him even more burned by the fire that burns inside his body.
"Based on the usurper woman" said Diksi, recalling the day his father married his stepmother.
"She loves to interfere in my affairs!", he said again raving to himself in his room.
"just look I won't let any of my mother's possessions fall into your hands, you witch" said Diksi, who then looked at her mother's photo, which he put back on the table by her bed.
"let's just say you don't go that fast, ma'am"
"even though it's been a long time, I still feel that you're still here and always with me",
Diksi continued to talk to himself and stared at the ceiling in every corner of the room in his room.
Her eyes began to glaze over as she recalled a glimmer of her memory of how her mother ended her life.
Diksi, who is still in his grief, takes another photo of his mother he just put down, with a wooden frame that has carvings of old models but is worth millions. Diksi specifically ordered for his late mother.
Dixi who was getting tired then lay her body and felt crumbs all over her body even though she had soaked with warm water before.
occasionally his tears fell again and again until he finally fell asleep with his eyes that continued to water.
***
"From my son" said someone in a pink dress who Diksi knew clearly.
"Mother!", said Diksi who then approached.
But the more Dixi approached her mother's shadow continued to move away from the reach of her eyes.
Diksi who kept running while calling his mother tirelessly.
"Mom please don't leave me!", cried diksi ask her mother not to leave ya alone.
until he felt tired from running after his mother, Diksi occasionally stopped his escape but his mother's shadow remained silent and motionless.
"Mom please don't run away again" said Diksi begging his mother to stay put.
"YOU DESERVE IT...HAHAHAHAHA YOU DESERVED", the shadow of the mother who suddenly shouted at Diksi and frightened him.
And suddenly a rope wrapped around his mother's neck and pulled her up to her raucous voice that sounded very creepy.
"MOTHER.....!" yelled Dixi who then woke up from her sleep.
"what is that dream?", Dixi who was still wondering about her dream and woke up in a state of a body drenched in cold sweat that soaked her body.
Like running around the airfield Diksi began to sting in his consciousness.
He saw the clock on a small table near the bed that showed at 1 am. The rain fell heavily that night, accompanied by thunderous sounds that added to the gripping atmosphere and the cold that began to stab and make Dikti cold.
"Geez I fell asleep" said Diksi, who then put back a picture of his late mother on the table where he took the photo.
After waking up from his sleep Diksi could no longer sleep and closed his eyes even though Diksi was very eager to continue his sleep because he was very tired but the fear and uncomfortable atmosphere bandaged him still wake up even though you try to close your eyes.
Diksi was afraid that he would dream the same thing. His hands began to tremble and the trauma of that memory came again, he quickly took the medicine he used to drink as his body began to tremble due to the trauma he had experienced, soon Diksi took a sedative which he placed in a small desk drawer next to the bed where he slept.
Taking one piece of tranquilizer with his hand that was still continuing to shake.
Stand up and take the glass of water that was always available in his room with the occasional stop as it continued to hold his trembling body nonstop.
***
This morning the rain still graced the sky, Diksi who had prepared and went down the stairs.
Today is the day of admission for new students on the campus.
Although his age is still young, Diksi already holds the title as chairman of the leadership at the campus where he teaches.
He also took the time to teach English literature in various classes at his family's university.
Therefore, even though his attitude is icy cold, it does not rule out the possibility of women still chasing him because of the good looks and wealth he has.
"Today I was a little nauseous so I didn't eat breakfast" Diksi said as he walked past his father, who was eating breakfast.
"Don't forget to go to the doctor if you're still nauseous" his father told Diksi even though his father knew Diksi wouldn't listen to any advice from him.
Just leave without saying goodbye to his father or to his stepmother.
Those are all habits that Diksi has been doing since the beginning. Growing up an arrogant and dissident child and never listening to various reprimands from his family, even his father had given up enough to advise Diksi at the age of no longer a teenager.
Her father never dared to scold Diksi. All control is now Diksi who holds it including the campus relics of his late mother.
The little boy who used to be a cute cat is now turned into a wolf who can prey on anyone he wants.
***
Today the campus is filled with prospective students who will ospek on their first day of college.
Diksi who had parked his car and rushed down with his sturdy body and sharp face.
A suit matching the tie he was wearing added to his prestige as he walked in the crowd of eyes fixed on him.
Not infrequently many who bow and say good morning and respect him as a leader on the campus.
No one can escape the view of Diksi the Prince who has endless authority and good looks to discuss.
"Announcement for new students please enter the indoor field in the west", a loud noise coming from the loudspeakers on campus tells new students to immediately enter the room that has been set.
The event lasted well until when Diksi advanced to the stage as chairman of the leadership to deliver some of his speeches to prospective students.
The indoor room was filled with a cheerful student's shout when he saw the leader in his very young and handsome campus with charisma that was so sedating every eye that looked at him.
***
"bunga try to see, crazy.got free mama and papa sent me here,ahh." said a prospective student to his friend named Bunga.
"Jeez Din, don't be too hysterical he also ate our rice kayak", replied flowers cute to his friend and without a good response like other students.
"Try to look carefully he is even more handsome than seen on tv and the internet geez, very lucky for sure later who became his wife luckier...", said Dini who was still stunned to admire the figure of the campus leader who was standing on the pulpit with every speech he gave.
"It's so weird that you, we come here to learn not the soul mate." said Bunga added to resuscitate the mind of his friend who was drugged with the good looks of their Leader.
The flower continued to gaze at the figure that was still standing on the pulpit and had already felt a dark aura around the person.
Although it looks like someone else, the leader who is making a speech is the perfect person but different for the Flower viewer as a human who has the advantage to see every human aura.
"It seems like a lot of dark things are surrounding him" said the flower in his heart and continued to lower his gaze in discomfort as he continued to stare at the one who was speaking on the pulpit with his perfect face.
