Look at me, Delilah

The Ashraf

Kyomi didn't go out of her room this day. The boy was sulking because of Nayaka's words. That means, he will be the same fate as his friend who was in France.

Kyomi doesn't understand what's going on with her family. Adults are so complicated. Her mother and father were always fighting, and now there was Angel, who had become her mother.

"You're gonna have a sister?" ask Sydney.

"That's how." Kyomi answered the video call in French.

"My mom and dad had a new kid, and I was forgotten. Both your parents would have been so."

"You should be happy. You have friends now."

"Share it bad. If I were 16 years old, I'd be out of here. I'll stay somewhere else."

Kyomi. He scratched his head. "What are you talking about?"

"You're really out of date. You visit the Outcast website. You'll find kids like us."

"You know where it came from? We're still kids, Sydney."

"You should be diligent in reading the articles and comments there. There are also photos. You'll see their suffering."

Kyomi doesn't understand what her friend is talking about. Sydney's discussion was different from the last time they made a video call.

"alright. I'll try to open it."

"It seems that in your house you can't. Your father must have protected the internet."

"Do you know where all this is coming from?" Kyomi curious.

"You don't need to know."

The knocking of the door sounded. Kyomi started to panic. "Let's talk again. I'll close it first."

The call was cut. Kyomi closes her laptop, moving from the study table to the bed.

"Kyeomi!" Nayaka. "Papa's in, huh?"

Kyomi refused to answer. Not even his father would be allowed to enter. The door opened, and Nayaka went inside.

Nayaka didn't mean to yell at his daughter. He is dizzy because of Kyomi's whining who wants to meet Delilah.

"Still angry?" Nayaka asked as she landed her body on the edge of the bed.

"Where is Mama? Did he leave Kyomi again? She doesn't love me, does she?"

"Mama hasn't spoken yet. Maybe Mama'll call."

"Papa will have a new child. Kyomi must be ignored later."

Nayaka gasp. "Why talk like that? Papa will always love you."

"Mama's gone, it's because Papa's not dear."

"When Kyomi grows up, Kyomi will understand why Papa and Mama separated."

"Mama definitely doesn't like Aunt Angel."

Nayaka rubbed the top of her daughter's head. "Papa has business. You're here first."

"Where are you going?" ask Kyomi.

"Papa must attend the invitation with Mama Angel. Kyomi want to stay here or Grandpa Omar's house?"

"Here alone, who knows when Mama will call."

While Nayaka hopes at the party later he can meet Delilah. Surely Ashraf will bring his lover to show off.

"You ready?"

"Yes, I'm a little nervous because it's my first time to a party." Angel smiled at his smile.

Nayaka frowned looking at Angel's appearance. "Isn't that Delilah's outfit?"

"Replace your clothes."

"I'll just borrow it for a second, Nay."

"You don't have clothes until you put on hers. You want to show Kyomi that you're going to take her mother's place. Return all of Delilah's belongings to her room. Don't you ever go in there once." Nayaka was furious to see Angel's behavior this time.

"You want to throw it away or keep the memories? If it's parted, it's better to throw away the memories."

"You're wearing her clothes, aren't you deliberately reminding me of her. You don't have to just leave. You return all Delilah's belongings to her room. You're disappointing me."

Nayaka went straight out of the room slamming the door. He stepped quickly to the front porch, ordering the driver to leave immediately.

Angel didn't mean it that way. He went into Delilah's room and wanted to borrow the woman's clothes. In her dressing sense, Delilah is so clever, and since it's such an important party, Angel wants to look beautiful.

When he was at the party, Nayaka circulated the view looking for the whereabouts of Ashraf. However, the nose of the man was not at all visible.

"Mr Nayaka, who are you looking for?" scold the man who is a business associate.

"No, I just wanted to say hello to the other guys."

"Oh, that's Mr. Ashraf. Who's the woman he brought?"

Hearing that, Nayaka's heart was racing. It must be Delilah. The ex-wife he just divorced. Inwardly, Nayaka cursed his childhood friend. In just a few days, Delilah openly took Ashraf.

"Come, let's go see him" said the man.

Of course Nayaka agreed. He wanted to meet Delilah. However, while twisting face forward, Nayaka did not find the figure he was looking for. Ashraf takes a new woman and Nayaka does not recognize her.

The two stared at each other. There's still Nayaka's grudge against the man who ruined her marriage.

"You didn't bring your young wife, Mr. Nayaka." Ashraf's question was like a mockery.

"How much did you make Delilah? Now you're holding a new woman."

"That wife? I'll make it my first if she wants to marry me. Unfortunately Delilah doesn't want to."

"You're satisfied, haven't you ruined my marriage." Nayaka.

"I love her. I'll take it from you. But honey, Delilah even maintains her marriage to you."

"Damn it!"

Nayaka raised his fist to Ashraf's face, and the atmosphere returned to a scene. The guests present began to break up the two.

"After you're satisfied to fuck her, you're holding another woman. You're the worst guy I know!" Nayaka voiced that out loud.

"I never fucked her, God damn it!" Ashraf replied.

"You think I believe. You did that in front of my own eyes."

"If I wanted to, I'd have wanted to fuck her for a long time. But I, want her to be my wife. Even willing to make him my only one. But you, you're beating him up."

"Don't be a holy snob. Because of you, I lost my wife!"

Nayaka thrashed from the grip of some of his colleagues. With annoyance, he passed from the party. Ashraf also went with his wife. Rather than all the gazes looking at him, it was better to just leave.

Several times Nayaka hit the steering wheel. The driver who drove him was told to leave. Nayaka remembered what Ashraf had said.

"He must be lying. Ashraf is just bragging."

More about guilt. If Ashraf is telling the truth, it means that Nayaka has made a heinous accusation against his wife.

For months he hurt Delilah by bringing another woman home. Nayaka also realized that his ex-wife was depressed. Evidently with the physical Delilah getting thinner.

"What am I doing?" Nayaka pressed her forehead on the steering wheel. "English!" Nayaka called Sofwan. "You prepared my departure for England. I want to leave tomorrow."

From across the phone there, Sofwan brags. Nayaka will go on his private plane. If Delilah is not in Indonesia, then the UK is the goal.

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