I'm Not a Wingless Angel

MY HEART IS BROKEN

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Om Vishnu sat the sofa with Siska who was still crying. His eyes glittered sharply at me who was sitting on the chair facing him. I still use my brain to think about what I did to Siska, but still I can't remember. Only Di's smiling face filled my brain.

" You're responsible for Dimas."

I quickly turned to Vishnu and shook my head

" I didn't do anything to Siska... I swear."

I started to defend myself

" I saw Dimas myself, you and my son were in one room naked, and what were you two doing naked, playing chess?"

Om Vishnu shouted furiously.

" I don't want to know, you have to marry Siska immediately."

I widened my eyes, surprised by the words of Vishnu just now. He knew his son had changed partners so far, none of the men who had slept with his son, asked him to marry. Why me?

" I've got a wife, please, I already have a family and I sure as hell don't do anything."

Siska cried and shouted - an indistinct scream, a cry,

" quiet baby... "

Om Vishnu calmed her down, gave her a hug and gently stroked her head.

" I don't want to know, did you talk to your mom and wife yourself or did I do it?"

I randomized my own head, feeling very**** today. I didn't do anything, I'm sure.

**

Fetish

It's been 2 hours Dimas was in the bathroom, so I was afraid something happened to him inside.

" dim... Dimass..."

Dimas opened the bathroom door, surprised. His face has been so crumpled since he came home. I asked - I asked what really happened.

" You sick Dim?"

I tried to lure him to tell a story, but he just kept quiet, looking at me with his wist, there was a very thick puddle in his eyes, which then spilled over his cheeks. Dimas thrust his body at me, hugged me tightly while sobbing, but said nothing. I returned his embrace in confusion.

" You got a problem at the yank store?"

I asked again, again - again he shook his head.

" Help me In... I want you to hold me...

Don't leave me, no matter how big my mistake, no matter how hard I am. Please don't ever leave me."

I started to feel like something was happening to Dimas, but why wouldn't he talk to me about it. That's the problem he's facing. I put my embrace on him.

" Please promise me you'll always be with me... You're the only woman I love, please trust me, not anyone else."

The word back - he said left a big question in my brain,

" What happened to Dimas?? Tell me."

Dimas just hugged me

" Whatever your problem is, no matter how much trouble you're in now, please tell me. Don't let me know of anyone else before you."

Her cries grew louder, her embrace grew tighter, why is my Dimas so fragile now? What's weighing him down?

A variety of questions arise asking for answers, but to whom should I ask if Dimas alone would not tell

***

It's been a week Dimas uring - urination. He hasn't been to the store for a week. His phone was turned off, but he could still laugh with the kids. When night came, he asked me to hold him until morning, without doing any bed activities. I repeatedly lured him to tell stories, but he always avoided telling them.

" You guys fighting again?"

She asked as we sat in the family room. I smiled and shook quickly. Mama breathed a sigh of relief.

" Something Dimas wants to tell mommy and tonight."

Dimas seems to have decided to be honest, but why bring - bring mom too?

" But before, Dimas wanted mama and you Di... "

Dimas paused for a moment and looked at me sadly,

" Dimas wants you both to trust Dimas that Dimas loves Dimas' little family. By, Iza , Azi, Zya... I love you guys so much, so."

Dimas came back crying, mom and I looked at each other and looked back at him sadly.

" What happened son.. don't make mama die curious with these words.... just tell me what is going on?"

Suddenly a knock on the door sounded. The three of us looked at the door at the same time. I stood up and walked towards the door to see who was coming.

" Where's Dimas!"

Siska stood at the door of my house in her proud style with an old man exploring my body with his eyes standing beside her.

" What is your business with my husband?"

I answered her question with annoyance.

Siska then pushed me, I who was not prepared with it immediately leaned on the door. The old man followed him into my house, his eyes were not my eyes.

" What the hell is this?"

Mama screamed seeing Siska's treatment of me. But Siska ignored mom.

" What are you doing here, Vishnu, what do you want?"

Mama seems to know Siska and her parents. Dimas stood pecking with a stifled annoyed face staring at the two people.

" Ohhh.. My bus candidate can't you say a little softly to me."

Mama widened her eyes, and so did I. "a potential busan" she said?

" Your dream is Vishnu. My son has a wife and they are happy. Just go to hell to pick up your best friend."

The old man laughed out loud - hearing my mother's words.

" So you haven't told your wife and mom Dimas yet?

He asked Dimas who was still silently pecking beside his mother. Mama and I turned to Dimas, asking for answers.

" I'll tell them... I told you."

Dimas started to make a sound

" I've given you a lot of time Dim... I don't want my son to get pregnant and you're getting married."

Mama and I turned back to Dimas, pregnant? what - what the hell is this?

" Dimass!"

Mama snapped at Dimas demanding an explanation.

" He fucked my son. I testified myself. They were in my son's hotel room naked. Now I've come to hold you accountable."

Dimas's face instantly turned extremely scared and confused, his gaze moving from me to mama over and over again.

" Dimas can explain everything ma... It's not what Mom thought... Dimas please trust Dimas... In..."

Dimas pleaded with both of us, mama quickly held his chest, his eyes glaring in disbelief at what he had heard. I speak a thousand languages, my body does not step on the ground. Suddenly mama fell unconscious at the feet of Dimas, fortunately Dimas quickly caught his body. I ran and squatted next to my mom.

" Mama.. wake up ma.. geez Dimas ma.. mama banguuunnnnn...."