
Why have you changed like this, I'm afraid you are like this. Rough and cold, you're not the Vernon I know anymore. Please give me back the old Vernon, I need the old you.
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Unlike usual, this time there was no laughter between them. After eating, usually Vernon kissed his wife and then drove her to work. But not anymore.
After eating Vernon immediately went to the office without saying anything, even looking at Sofia was not.
Sofia could only hold back her tears, the tears in the corner of her eyes were wiped away. He rushed to the restaurant, trying to find peace there.
"Bi, I go to work first, please clean the house yes. I'll be home in the afternoon".
"Well madam" replied the house assistants.
After Sofia was out of the house, the housekeepers started to gossip.
"Pity is madam Sofia, when it used to be so sweet with Mr. Vernon but now it looks like they have a problem" said one of his assistants.
"Yes yes. I heard the hell because Miss Sofia miscarried".
"really? it's worth the belly of the mistress like that, it turns out miscarriage anyway".
"When they had been expecting a child all this time, but God had another will, the child had to be taken first".
"Yes yes, so take pity on the mistress".
"We go back to work, later if we hear other people can get angry".
The three housekeepers disbanded, and began to work. They were unconscious, behind Sofia's door heard everything.
The housekeeper knew about this incident, as bad as this was the fate I had to face. You idiot, why am I being such a crybaby.
He muttered, wiping his tears that came back to want to come out.
"Sir I went to the restaurant first huh".
"What's the lady riding? later I deliver ya" bargained the security guard who was guarding their house.
"No, I did not go online. I say yes, excuse me" Sofia said.
Arriving at the restaurant, he began chatting with employees as well as with some of his frequent regular buyers.
Sofia comforts herself in such a way, although she still occasionally thinks about Vernon's situation.
Vernon POV
Every day I come to my son Keisha's grave. I don't know why I always go up to him and end up drunk at the club. I know it's the wrong thing, but that's all I can do right now.
I felt guilty for ignoring Sofia, but on the other hand I felt like I could not forgive myself. Even because of that, I blamed Sofia alone, thinking that I was not wrong.
Having a child is my biggest hope. When I lost it, my life seemed to have lost some of it.
Timing. That's all I need. Time to get out of the slump then bounce back and start things better.
Be patient Sofia, I'll be back as I was when the time was right. Please hold on for a while, with my attitude like this.
POV Author
Vernon kept daydreaming and never focused on his work. Until Joshua could no longer bear to see his sister's attitude and reprimand her.
"Go home and solve your problems. It's free for you to come to the office like this if you're not focused".
"I can't go home".
"Why indeed?".
"There's Sofia".
"Why if there's Sofia? she's your wife".
"I can't see it yet".
"Why? pity him Vernon, you'll regret that he left you".
"Why are you so confident? that's not possible".
"Okay, just my feelings. The point is I haven't been able to see it and talk properly".
"Whatever, the point is never regret. I'm leaving" said Joshua.
Vernon was seen rubbing his face in frustration then went outside looking for fresh air.
Suddenly, she sees Sofia in the restaurant.
I didn't drive him earlier. He's either at the restaurant or not.
Vernon takes the keys to his car and decides to check on Sofia at the restaurant.
Arriving at Sofia's restaurant, he saw his wife laughing with the other workers.
"It turns out you're laughing like that Sofia. After what you have done to my son, you do not feel sad. Outrageous of you, watch out" growled Vernon.
The Venron that had initially started to melt turned a little angry again. He then drove his car at full speed, because he was very upset.
Sofia who was chatting unintentionally looked towards the window.
How can I see Vernon's car passing by, is it just my feeling.
In the afternoon, Sofia decided to go home. Arriving at the house he saw Vernon's car parked.
Tumben mas Vernon quickly returned home.
Sofia opens the door and finds Vernon waiting in the living room.
"Bag".
"You're finally home too. From tomorrow you stop running that restaurant. The restaurant will be closed".
"What's? but why did it close?".
"Why indeed? you don't like it? the restaurant belongs to me, so I have the right to close it".
"Yes I know it belongs to you, but give me the reason why you want to close it. Don't suddenly like this, I also have to tell the employees".
"Then tell them now. I closed it because you had no conscience" Vernon shouted.
"What conscience do you mean? here who does not have my conscience or you mas" replied Sofia, he could not stand being blamed directly by Vernon.
"Yes you are! At least I'm still thinking about my son, and what are you? even laugh with your employees without thinking about our children in the slightest!".
"I'm just trying to comfort myself mas, like you're amusing yourself with alcohol!".
"Silent you, already dare to fight it turns out. You better focus on making me a kid again instead of slacking off. You should have miscarried that way".
Plaques
Sofia slaps Vernon on the cheek, she can no longer bear to hear Vernon's hurtful words.
"You're outrageous mas. You always blame me when you don't see yourself! Even you had intercourse when my puerperium was not yet 40 days. You are already crazy! I hate you!" sofia shouted hysterically.
He ran towards the room and then curled up in the corner of his room sobbing.
Vernon was silent for a moment, then decided to leave the house.
In the room, Sofia kept crying. He felt his life was meaningless. She lost a child and the affection of her husband who should have supported her at this time.
His mind was not confused anymore, he took a razor from his dressing table and then he tried to hurt himself.
I'm sorry mama, papa.
Sofia closed her eyes and would hurt her hand with a razor, but before it happened, her phone suddenly rang.
Thought by the name of the caller, he immediately canceled his intention to kill himself after seeing the name of the caller who turned out to be Sonya's mother.
He picked up his mother's phone, then a voice sounded from across.
Assalamualaikum, honey are you okay?.
Mama, you're my savior. He said while sobbing.