Linger

Commemorative

Gavin is still reluctant to move out of place even though Irina has not paid any attention to her whereabouts since a dozen minutes ago. He stood on the walls of the kitchen and living room, watching how the woman sat in the kitchen chair, gulped red wine straight from his bottle without caring about the reddish stains that were on his shirt collar when he accidentally dropped a few drops of red wine from the side of his full lips.

Initially, Gavin came only with the aim to ask about the Cadets and would go home immediately when the answer he wanted was obtained. But seeing how their conversation ended without a solution, Gavin was forced to stray further than his original plan. He decided to stay the night, as it was impossible to leave Irina in the current state of chaos. Although there was more worry in his mind now, Gavin would just keep trying to tell himself that everything would be fine.

"From a long time ago, my life has been a walk like an asshole." Irina said after swallowing the red viscous liquid. His eyes stared blankly at the bottle in his hand which was a little more. His lips lifted, reviewing a thin smile filled with pain. "But I never thought that God would take you away from me." Just as Irina turned her head, Gavin felt her whole body ache. The gray bead looked at her sweetly, looking so fragile and helpless.

In the days before this, Gavin would instantly run towards Irina to hug that slim body, she said, pat the woman's back slowly until the hard-earned tears were held back and carried with them all the weight that was hoarded in the chest. But tonight, Gavin can't do anything. Because he knew very well that the source of the pain that the woman was feeling now was her.

"I thought letting you get married to Kalea wouldn't be this bad. You said marriage was just a formality and you wouldn't give Kalea a chance to get into your life." Irina was still staring at him, this time one tear drop managed to fall, but was hurriedly wiped by the owner before the clear liquid reached her cheeks. "It turns out I forgot that the human heart is fickle. I forget that there is another will more powerful than the human heart. I forgot, Vin, that from the beginning, you were never entirely mine." Irina's voice rang out, stirring up a sting on the side of Gavin's heart that had crumbled dimly for a long time. There is a painful part when pieces of memories of him being destroyed in the past come back and forth, showing how he was just a lump of lifeless flesh, it does not mean that Irina's soft hands do not help support her soul so as not to melt with grief.

And tonight, unaware of himself, he destroyed the pure soul that had helped him rise. He destroys Irina, under the pretext of protecting them both. Whereas if that person wasn't Kalea, Gavin probably wouldn't have walked this far. He believes there is always a way to save his relationship with Irina. But when it comes to Kalea, then Kalea will always win. From the beginning, Kalea has been the winner.

"Your marriage isn't even legal, but I've lost you." Right after her lips clenched, Irina got up. It staggered towards Gavin, only to land a blow on the chest of the man's field.

"I hate you for taking our relationship to this complicated situation." Irina. This time her tears could no longer be contained. He was crying, so to speak. "But I hate myself more for not being able to stop loving you, Vin. I hate it because I'm stupid and don't dare to let go of you completely. I.." His words faltered because now he was sobbing. His breathing was stingy, his chest felt tight and heavy, like there was a large chunk of rock sticking up there so that it blocked his breathing.

"I hate you, Vin." Irina's voice weakened. His body was rumbling, resting on the floor with his shoulders shaking violently as his crying grew.

As for Gavin, it still couldn't do anything. He was just glued in place, enjoying the pain in his own chest without having the strength to embrace the pain that Irina felt.

Minutes pass. Irina was still crying and Gavin stayed in position. Lamenting more things as time moves on. Then, the attention of the two was distracted by the sound of the bell from the front door.

With a slow and weak movement, Irina got up. She had tears still seeping down her cheeks with the back of her hand. The issue still continues, but the legs of the level also can not if you have to stay still when the sound of a loud bell continues to sound.

Behind him, Gavin walked behind with short steps and was impressed carefully. He stared at Irina's narrow back which was getting further away from the view, and his steps came to a halt two meters behind the woman when Irina reached the doorway.

When the door opened, Irina found no one. Instead, he found a medium-sized black box with an adorning red ribbon. Irina squatted down, grabbed the box with one hand then carried it inside. He passed by Gavin just like that, letting the man roll with his own thoughts.

Irina placed the box on the kitchen table, next to an almost empty bottle of wine. With his hands shaking the rest of the crying that had not completely subsided, he opened the lid of the box.

What was in the box successfully made a smile rise adorning his pale face. Inside the box were countless photos of him, which no one should have had because it was clearly taken without his knowledge. Not only the photo, in the box there is also a small teddy bear whose eyes have been removed, the neck and stomach were torn apart and there was a thick red liquid that smelled of carnation that Irina was sure was animal blood.

Although what she found in front of her eyes was something terrible, Irina was not at all surprised. He did not scream hysterically as he should. Instead, he looked quite calm as he carried the box to the side of the kitchen corner and threw it into the trash.

"What the hell!" his screeches.

Gavin was stunned as Irina let go of her hand in a slow motion. Then the woman sat down on the chair, still with a calm face that was too difficult for Gavin to understand.

"No need to be excited, which is kind of normal." Irina. He took another sip of the remaining wine, then tossed the empty bottle away.

"Ordinary? You mean you've been getting this often?" Gavin asked in a high voice. Inexhaustible why Irina could still be calm in the face of the current situation.

Irina raised her head, looked at Gavin with her tired eyes then sighed at the rice before retracting her gaze.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"You're busy." Answer Irina quickly. His gaze was empty, inversely proportional to his head that was increasingly full.

Hearing Irina's reply made Gavin sigh heavily. He pulled out a chair, took it to Irina's side then immediately sat on it.

"Business me, you still have to tell me. It's not true, Rin. It's a danger." Gavin pulled Irina's arm slowly, intending to make the woman turn towards him.

"You're busy being different." Firm Irina. "Busy you are now only about Kalea. And if that's the case, you won't have time to think about anything else." Further. He pulled his arm from Gavin's hand and then twisted his body to face the man.

"I can take care of myself." Said Irina later. He stared fixedly at Gavin, trying to find little reason to stay by the man's side. But what he found was precisely the pain that was increasingly felt because of the dark bead, Irina no longer found the same highlight.

After a single heavy sigh was pierced from the side of her lips, Irina got up. "Udah malem, let you go home." Say it before taking a step.

"I'm here."

The new step is to be taken automatically when the sound of Gavin airs. Irina turned her head, looking at Gavin flat as the man followed her up from his seat.

"I won't leave you when you're like this." Gavin said as they stood face to face. "No. I won't leave you in any circumstances." Then he grabbed Irina's hand. He held the hand tightly before leading Irina to his room.

I won't leave you, Rin. Won't do.