Old Man's Bed

#33: Confession

"One month? you think I believe, huh!" Ardhan. Let alone a month, a single day was impossible for him. "I don't want to, one day is impossible."

Ardhan also left Berlin, for a long time he could go crazy listening to his strange request.

"Ardhan, remember! I'll never let you go." He shouted, tears streaming down, he held his chest that felt tight. Why should this sick person love him?

......................

And elsewhere. A day later, Kenzia stood on the balcony blankly. He did not contact Ardhan. He just needs a calm mind, he wants to start telling his parents, but he does not dare. Where will he start?

Kenzia squeezed the balcony guardrail, her tears flowing. Occasionally he patted his chest that was throbbing pain.

"Oh, God .... What am I gonna tell Mommy?"

Kenzia turned her body around, then dropped her body to the floor, sat down while bending her knees and leaning her back against the balcony guardrail. His hand held the fissure carved in the balcony, his neck turned to the right. He is like a man who has no spirit of life.

While downstairs, Mommy Aira and Daddy Arga were having a warm conversation in the living room. Mommy Aira looked at Daddy Arga who was focusing on the newspaper in her hand.

"Reg ... "

"Hem," Daddy Arga just frowned, without reluctantly seeing the face of the wife who was seriously staring at him.

"Do you feel weird, em," Mommy Aira scratched her non-itchy neck. "I feel like Kenzia is hiding something. You see his face, he looks moody."

Daddy Arga closed the newspaper in his hand, then folded it, then put it on the table. He pulled his body forward and took the warm tea.

"I feel so too Mom, ask Kenzia. I feel like I failed to be a father if my only daughter was sad."

Mommy Aira got up. "Yes, Dad. I'm going to see Kenzia."

Without knocking on the door, Mommy Aira entered Kenzia's room. He looked at the bed, there was no one. The white curtain was waving in the wind that slipped in, the balcony glass door was wide open, the hunch said Kenzia was there.

Mommy Aira stepped quickly, her eyes sweeping all over the balcony and her eyes widened to see the princess crying helplessly.

"Zia ... Why do you love?" mommy Aira asked, she wrapped up Kenzia's face looking at her. Like someone who has lost his soul.

"Zia, why you baby?"

"Mommy, Kenzia is wrong, Kenzia is wrong, forgive Kenzia." said Kenzia, his hand holding the hand of the Mommy who covers both cheeks. "I'm sorry Kenzia."

Kenzia hugged Mommy Aira, and Mommy Aira hugged the princess.

"Yes, baby,"

Cup

Mommy Aira kissed Kenzia's head, although she did not know the reason for her daughter's grief, but she knew clearly her daughter's condition was not good, no matter what caused her grief.

"Tell Mommy dear."

"Kenzia disappointed Mommy and Daddy, Kenzia didn't deserve to be a princess for Mommy and Daddy, it's Kenzia's fault, I'm sorry Kenzia." said Kenzia, she cried in pain that continued to slash her soul.

"I'm sorry Zia Mom, I'm sorry Zia." That was all his lips could say.

"Darling, who made you like this? Mommy will return the favor" Mommy Aira said with a murderous look. She was not willing, her only daughter was crying like this.

"Zijah.. Ziaa ... Pregnant,"

Mommy Aira instantly froze, she was unsure of her hearing at the moment.

"I'm sorry Zia, Mom."