For Yumna
Reflex motion
Indra looked at the cynical Kayla who was standing before him.
"You have to help me. I don't want to be in jail."
Indra massaged his forehead.
"Why should you come to me? Why not just ask someone else for help?" he said while looking back at Kayla with annoyance.
"Because no one else will help me." Kayla walked over to Indra.
"If you. I'm sure you'll be happy to help me." Kayla sat at the table in front of Indra, with her face trying to tease, she stroked the face of her ex-husband.
Indra immediately brushed it off.
"Why do you think I'd help you?" Indra stood in frustration away from Kayla.
Kayla smiles.
"Because if I go to jail, I don't want to go in alone." Kayla stood up to Indra who was behind her.
"You're threatening me?" indra asked to look at Kayla.
"Please say that, baby." Kayla smiled cunningly as she again tried to caress Indra's cheek.
Indra held his ex-wife's hand hard.
"I will no longer deal with you. I don't care about your threats." Indra glared at Kayla.
Kayla grimaces in pain. Trying to release his hand.
"really? You don't care if you go to jail?" Finally his hand came off, Kayla looked at Indra angrily.
Indra did not reply, he just continued to look at his ex-wife with hatred.
"alright. I'll give evidence of your involvement to Kevin and the police." Kayla took her phone
"Murder plans. Isn't the harshest punishment a death sentence?" Kayla glanced at Indra with a smile.
Indra approached him immediately.
"I took Danendra's life because of your incitement!" Indra again pulled Kayla's arm rough.
Kayla smiles.
"Kevin and the police don't want to know that, all they'll know is if you turn out to be the mastermind behind Danendra's death."
Indra glared at him, his jaw hardening withstanding anger. He let go of Kayla's hand while pushing her away.
Indra held her head in frustration.
Kayla just smiled with satisfaction at seeing her real frightened ex-husband.
"What should I do." Indra saw Kayla again.
"Whatever. Most importantly I don't go to jail."
Indra took a deep breath.
***
Naya undressed her daughter carefully. His breath was restrained when he came back again to see the bruises all over the princess' body. Resisting her grief and anger on Kayla, Naya rubbed Yumna's entire body using a warm towel slowly, not wanting the princess to feel any pain.
Every time he wiped the part of the body that had a bruise that was still blue, Naya's heart seemed to be sliced open, her eyes were teary but she kept trying to hold it, seeing it cry would only make her daughter sad.
Naya re-wears her Yumna shirt, with a forced smile, she asks Yumna to return to playing with her favorite color pencil and picture book.
"Mother. Where's daddy? Why aren't you here today?"
"Your father seems to be busy, baby. But soon I will come" replied Naya, putting dirty clothes in her pocket.
"Mother. When are we going home?"
"Tomorrow morning, dear."
"Mother. I can't wait to stay home again with my mom."
Naya approached the princess and sat down next to her.
"Honey. For a while if we go home later, it's okay to stay in a small house first, just for a few days, after we get a suitable house, we'll move."
"It's okay mom. As long as there's a mother, I want to live in a small house."
Naya smiled haru.
Yumna again engrossed in drawing, while Naya seemed pensive to think of something.
He saw the wall clock, it was night time but Kevin hadn't come here in the morning.
She knew that if Kevin was busy and had to take care of a lot of things, besides their family company, the man who became her husband was also now definitely busy dealing with the police report on Kayla's mistreatment of her daughter.
Naya is then curious about the development of the case, she wants to know if Kayla has been arrested by the police or not.
At 21:30
Naya is still busy packing because tomorrow morning her daughter is allowed to go home. Both of them were very enthusiastic even though he actually felt sad because for a while they had to live in small boarding houses. He immediately glanced at the sleeping princess, feeling a little guilty because Yumna again had to feel a simple life with her.
Suddenly the sound of the door opening, Naya sees Kevin coming inside while holding his coat running smoothly.
"Sorry to be here. I'm busy today." Kevin looks very tired.
"It's okay."
"Is Yumna asleep?"
"Yes." Yeah."
Kevin walked over to his daughter. Kiss it slowly.
"How is he doing?"
"It's better. Tomorrow we can go home," answered Naya still busy packing her clothes.
Kevin walked to the sofa. Sit there and relax the tie.
Naya who was done with her things saw the husband who looked very tired. Leaning his body on the back of the sofa while sighing deeply.
He then brought her some drinking water.
Naya brings a glass of water to Kevin and keeps it on the table and sits next to him.
Kevin did not see the glass that Naya was carrying, he just turned to look at his wife who was sitting next to him.
Unexpectedly, Naya also leaned back like herself while sighing deeply.
Kevin frowned.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Naya answered while looking at the ceiling above her.
"Say."
Naya suddenly turned to look at Kevin beside her.
"I want to ask you a lot of questions. But I know if you're gonna be tired."
Kevin immediately confirmed his sitting position. He sat up straight while looking at his wife.
"I'm not tired. Say what you want to ask" he said enthusiastically.
Naya also sat back firmly, looking at Kevin beside her.
"Has Kayla been arrested by the police?"
Kevin looks a little disappointed, he thinks Naya will ask about the seriousness of her love statement yesterday.
Kevin rested his body on the sofa.
"Not yet" he answered.
"Why? Why aren't the police looking for him?"
"Police haven't found him yet."
Naya was disappointed.
"Where do you think he's hiding?" Naya saw Kevin.
"Where do I know. Why ask me" replied Kevin sewot, making Naya startled to frown in wonder.
"Why are you getting upset?"
Kevin again confirmed his sitting position, looked at Naya's face and would hold her hand, but this time Naya moved quickly by hiding her hand back.
"Stop your habit of holding my hand like that."
