LET ME GO MY HUSBAND
Chapter 33 Who Is The Sickest?
Unfortunately, the peace did not last long, as Andhira returned to her panic. He pushed Daffa's body away and inched down from the top of the bed in great fear. His movements showed vigilance.
"Dhira, what's wrong? Calm yourself, Dhira. No one will hurt you" Daffa said.
"No, Mas. You go or I'll go!" threaten Andhira with body language that describes anxiety.
"Dhira, what's wrong with you? Speak up so I know," Daffa said questioningly and ask.
"Go ... go! I don't want to live with creepy monsters like you. You killed my dreams, you destroyed all my hopes, you extinguished the light that illuminated my life" Andhira scolded Daffa.
"Andhira, that's not true. I admit my mistake, but please don't punish me like this. Hit me, Dhira. Do whatever you want and I'll accept, but again don't torture me with the mess you've got."
Andhira continued to shake her head while creating a distance with Daffa. Meanwhile, Daffa tried to continue to approach Andhira accompanied by a niche of eyes that evaporate clear circles. Once Daffa blinked, his tears were shed.
"No, I can't live with you, Mom. I want to cry for my sadness, I want to laugh at my joy, I want to smile doing the things I love, and all that I don't get here. You have restrained my soul and mind!!" scream Andhira again.
Daffa's chest was painfully crushed by his own feelings of guilt. The man was crying like a very fragile man. "Dhira, just beat me until you're satisfied, but please forgive me, dear," he begged as he lamented.
The darling? Really it? Yeah, that word just came out of Daffa's mouth. This is truly an event that will always be remembered. The man subconsciously showed off his heart.
Andhira remained with panic and obscure babbling. All the beautiful things that had happened between him and Daffa just a moment before, were now barely traceable. Everything is gone and gone without a trace. Now, all that remains is a rowdy scream and sobbing crying that filled the room.
"Is he sick? ... Ahh, no way," whispered Daffa's heart in anger.
"Lord, is this as soon as it's a judgmental mistake? Soon I reap the seeds of pain that I have sown on my wife. Forgive me who until now still can not give him a sense of security." A Daffa prayer appeared in his broken heart.
"Let me go, Mom. Just let go of me .. please," said Andhira who was already in a weakened state.
Daffa did not reply, he just hugged Andhira's body tighter and tighter. At that time, if the screams of Daffa heart can be heard to come out, surely the shrill is able to break the eardrum so tight. However, in reality, only he himself who was torn painfully received the suffering. Daffa was overwhelmed with misery that he had never expected before.
For a long time they struggled with such an unexpected situation. Andhira also drooped resigned in the arms of Daffa. Even so, Andhira's mouth still continued to talk non-wur.
Who is the sickest among them? Is that Daffa, or Andhira? The answer is both. Only, Andhira was sick to the point of unconsciousness, while Daffa was made aware by his pain.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
The sound of the door being knocked down very loudly. Daffa wanted to open the door, but he was worried for Andhira by her circumstances. Finally, he carried Andhira to come with him and see who was coming. It was unbelievable when the door opened, and the guests who came made Daffa tremble immeasurably. Meanwhile, the Guest looked at Daffa with a sharp and intimidating gaze.
"S-please enter ...," welcome Daffa nervously.
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About who's coming, huh? How did Daffa get that shake? 🤔
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