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For the first time in his life 'Dassa felt broken to pieces . There was nothing left for him . He roared inside the house that felt empty .
Never thought Dassa would lose her father so soon . Even for in a dream , he felt , the sickly man couldn't .
1 Hour later, the first day of the death of my beloved father . Dassa got up from the bed, he walked unknowingly that wounds were all over his body, especially the feet that were stuck in some glass fragments on the floor . Blood graced every point of his journey to the bathroom . Trust me, it's no more painful than losing a loved one .
Dassa began to wash away, flushing the entire wound with water . The view is empty . She cried again under the water flowing from the shower .
After 10 minutes, he came out with a kimono attached to the exotic tall body . On top of his bed, already lay a pair of suits and gloves for him to wear . Slowly Dassa lifted the suit that looked very expensive in front of him .
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Dassa got off after putting on a suit who knows who had prepared that unimportant thing .
And , hey Dassa could even just wear a t-shirt instead of a suit . That's so sickening !
When he goes down , all eyes see him . The sweet man's face was bowed down, he still could not master the sorrow he had now. With a dazed step , he walked towards the photo perched in the middle of the room .
Some of his father's colleagues approached and there were some who were busy whispering .
Man is shameless !
Dassa dasa bodo , even he seems not to care about the person who said condolences to him . Irina was just watching from a distance . He did not dare to take further action because this was not his portion to go forward . Dassa is a very difficult child to understand and understand .
Irina doesn't want to be careless. He did not want to lose his only child .
Dassa approaches the father's photo, her tears back in freefall . She recalled how her father had raised her alone before meeting Irina .
Jack was willing to go early in the morning and come home late at night to offer some paintings to large galleries in different parts of the city . But , Jack never complained and even he was getting excited and sure about what he was chasing at that time .
Although the father graduated at the best campus in the world, it does not mean his father wants to be 'babu' in a big company . Jack doesn't like that . He is a classy man, he is free spirit .
Dassa also recalled when they had not eaten for nearly 2 days . Jack's parents almost took Dassa because they thought they couldn't live it . Jack promised in 3 years, he would open his own gallery . And Jack can prove it now .
Dassa again held her heart sore . Like being hit by thousands of tons of iron, making his head hurt instead of a bitch . He took a few steps back . His body is shaking . Dassa has no energy because she hasn't eaten all day .
The tall man sat down while holding his head, his eyes blurred which he remembered only a few people shouting, Irina who tried to reach him but was late, dark first hugged him .
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When Dassa awakens the attack on his head goes back blindly . Lacing for the hit he continues to feel . His head throbbing not playing . Even his neck felt stiff .
The sickly man circulated the view . This is not his room . Quickly, Dassa uncovers the blanket wrapped around the leg of the level . When it will come down -
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The door opened and Irina came in with a bowl of soup and warm tea for her . " Oh you're conscious ? sit down and have breakfast first ." Irina's warm greeting was the first thing she got after her father's death .
" your room is falling apart, I think there was a thief who stopped by last night . " Irina quipped with her red-lipped smile . Then, Irina walked over to put her soup tray on the nightstand .
" why should it be here ? guest room is no problem ." Dassa flipped over because Irina had already passed her .
" Don't argue over what happened, Boy . Because it doesn't change anything ." Irina Saying . " Sit here, I'll bribe you ." Irina patted the mattress softly that her son had slept on last night .
" i'm , gonna eat under ."
" God, you're so different from Jack . " Irina held her head while pretending to sulk .
" Well, I'll eat not because I want to . But since you've been working hard to bring soup up . " Dassa walked over and sat on the bed . Irina sparkling . Is it that easy to persuade a child this cold ?
" Finally ! I'll su- "
" I can do it for my self, never undercut me . " Dassa quickly cut Irina quickly . He is not a baby who eats should always be in a bribe .
" I just want to spoil you, Dassa . " Binar happy it's back to fading . It seems that , Dassa still can't accept Irina completely .
" I don't like things like that . "
" But k- "
" I'm going out now ." Dassa got up and walked quickly to the door . Irina made an eye and ran to the door .
" No.no.no wait . Ok, I'll go now and you go back to rest, yeah ." He said as he advanced both his hands the stop sign while forcing his best smile .
" I'm going to school ."
" No, honey . Randy has your permission . You better take a break to recover your drained energy yesterday . We are still in mourning anyway ."
" I'm going to school, Irina . You have no right to rule my life ."
" You are my son and I am your mom ! I have the right to set the course of your life . Your father entrusted you completely to me . " Iriana was still calm with her son's rebellion . Dear God, facing people who are puberty is exhausting .
" YOU ARE MY STEP MOM ! " Dassa yelled when she didn't get the approval of Irina . Although his height was only up to the woman's shoulder, yet he was not afraid at all .
" Jeez, Dassa ! Watch your mouth ! "
Irina surprised . Her breathing is tight . Never did she imagine that Dassa in silence turned out to still reject her status as a surrogate mother . Hell, this is pretty sad .
" If you want to go to school, then go . At least do not hurt the feelings of others for your personal interests . For this time 'I'll forgive you because we're still grieving . But if it happens again 'I will really punish you . "
Irina looked at the black iris for a moment . However , Dassa seemed to have indeed been born expressionless after injuring something . Irina slowly opened the door with her left hand . Staring into those black eyes once again, and trying to return a smile even though it was difficult and stepping away from there .
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