I'm Not a Grabber

Chapter 93: The Delayed Deprecation

Not knowing what Rafael was doing to leave the call just like that, he finally resumed the interrupted conversation. The chat that was heard unilaterally, made Xavier leave the girl heartless. How not, Siti only cares about her lover.

The man went walking in the direction and last appeared. But after going there, then here did not see a trace of his brother's whereabouts even when asking some sisters and people around. Still can't find Danish.

Kick his legs while pulling his hair trying to eliminate the frustration that hit him, "Where else is this child? There must be something wrong, besides on a happy day why even emotions. Are all my suspicions true?"

Actually it's not just Danish who feels Shena is another figure. Xavier didn't know the smart girl very well, even just at a glance. But from the way he acts and also the story of Naina the wife, he knows Shena is not an arbitrary girl. Then suddenly turned into a quiet girl.

It was strange to keep thinking about it, especially during the year in the midst of approaching and eliminating the hostile distance with Anderson's strength. Naina and Siti often allude to a lot of changes that can't make sense. Including the favorite types of food that changed drastically, even Shena like amnesia about herself.

If it is complicated, it is like that, it just cannot be described. Moreover, he could not judge before understanding the core of the problems that occurred within the circle of family relations. However, focus more on work that has taken up time.

Today, everyone gathered to support Danish including those who chose to take a day off work and wait for Shena in the hospital. C-section schedule is done according to the schedule that has been determined, it's just that Naina can not come because she is also pregnant young.

Leaving Xavier who had returned to walk into the hospital. On the other hand the Danish continued to walk without direction. The look of the red eyes dampened the anger with his face that looked deathly pale. The truth of life always comes like lightning during the day. Never said excuse me.

Pain will be a wound that turned out to be only his. Miris when fate says something else about her life path. Grief in the heart can no longer be held back. After all the efforts to establish the confidence of the heart, the world realized that he was only a puppet.

The clouds in space do not change the dilemma of the heart that continues to pierce taste. Falling in the arms of a colorless incision. Destroyed is the hope that remains. Is love as low as a shooting star? Let alone the word, his lips dry without finger.

Unbecoming daydreams clearly brought the man's steps walking in any direction. Danish didn't realize he was standing in the middle of the highway. The sound of the horn was ignored, as well as the sound of people shouting. He was deaf and blind because his heart felt empty. Suddenly a motorbike appeared from the south direction that was traveling so fast.

A motorbike driven without any traffic rules. Did the rider not see the body of a man who was silent on the spot with blank eyes? Like a gust of wind that kept shaking off silence. The horn sound was heard again, unfortunately Danish was paying attention.

Incidents can no longer be avoided, when from the opposite direction a car comes at the same speed. In order to avoid consecutive accidents, the motorcyclist crashed into a speeding car, but Danish is still safe in the middle of the sound of machines clashing with each other.

Traffic stopped immediately, no vehicle dared to start the engine. Except for the traffic officer who was patrolling the same road. The commotion with the accident did not make Danish aware of his slump. The man only complied when led to the police station.

A look of soft eyes with a helpless face. Lips tightly locked with interlocking hands. Danish looks so fucked up like a heartbroken man. Not thinking about the son's carelessness. At the hospital the family waited, and the man sat quietly pensively on the bench of the police station.

"And!" Papa Anderson held onto his son's shoulder hoping to get a response, but nothing happened. "Son, what's wrong? Don't make me worry."

As a father he was afraid to see the slump in his son's eyes. Danish could have shouted or complained to him. However, be still with the chaos depicted so clearly with the body sculpting. That doesn't change the situation. The mind and heart cannot be translated.

Worried about Danish circumstances, Papa Anderson guides his son to leave the police station. There was no word other than trying to give her time so that she could understand Danish in a situation that could not be simplicity.

"Sir, take me to where Shena's been in an accident!" danish told the driver as soon as he and his father got into the car.

Danish turned her attention out the window, "Don't now, Pa. I'll explain it later where it's supposed to be."

"Sir, follow my son's request. Take us to where my son-in-law had an accident one year ago." Papa Anderson said without arguing over his son's decision.

The journey befriends silence, unknowingly Papa Anderson trus gazing towards Danish. Where the son looks depressed even the negative aura is so noticeably blocking the happiness that should be theirs. Now he can only wait until the time to deliver the truth.

What happens until Danish is lost without purpose? How did it all start? Why is it so bad to come say hello? Many other questions, but all questions can only be harbored. He realized time would not betray when it was destined.

Meanwhile, Danish tried to muffle the wound by closing her eyes while leaning her body against the chair. Faintly recalling the fragments of the past that continued to creep in haunting his soul. One by one the memories increasingly hit the consciousness that he had always ignored.

If only inedible reasons that turned out to be just camouflage, maybe now life is not a charade. Conscious after being played? His pain was beyond heartbreak even to stare at the reflection of the face in the mirror alone, he could not do that.

A smile of love will never be wrong. His heart always rebelled whenever he tried to approach his wife. Some tried to block the affection he always wanted to pour out to warm his little family. Now everything is clear, even at the wrong time.

*Oh God, am I able to get through all this? Show me the way so I can find the answer to the parting that always touches my heart. I want to get back to my true life.~And pray in every breath*.