Old Man's Bed
#44: Where Does Love Die?
The silence in the dining room made the atmosphere gripping. There's only the twang of the spoon that doesn't make the atmosphere melt. The two men seemed to be eating his dinner without speaking a bit.
Usually, Daddy Argha always raided his wife, but the man this time felt less excited. Sometimes he just glanced at his wife without wanting to speak. While Mommy Aira, showed an expression that was very difficult to understand. From the beginning until he ate his dinner, not a word came out.
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"Sir, Madam, I'm sorry to interrupt, outside there is Mr. Ardhan who wants to meet with Madam and Mister" said a servant.
Mommy Aira immediately choked, quickly Daddy Argha took the water in front of him, then helped the wife to drink.
"What are you talking about?" mommy Aira asked staring intently.
"Outside there is Mr. Ardhan madam" he said again with fear of seeing the face of the creepy mistress.
"Dear, hold your emotions. Remember Kenzia's message," said Daddy Argha reassuringly. Though he was calming his feelings who also wanted to curse Ardhan.
Mommy Aira again sipped a glass filled with water and stayed half that. "We meet him, I can't wait to see his fucking face."
Mommy Aira got up and Daddy Ardhan embraced and stroked her hand, hoping for a little calmness.
Mommy Aira smiled wryly, this is the figure she hated at this time, her friend, her best friend stabbed her only daughter and made her separate again.
"Dear,"
Mommy Aira looked up and resumed her steps.
"Ardhan?"
The man smiled, he tidied up his black suit, then passed the glass table and hugged Daddy Argha as a sign of meeting.
"I'm happy to see you again" Ardhan said with a smile.
Mommy Aira smiled forcefully, as if she could no longer make a smile on her face. "Please sit down" he said.
Ardhan returned to his original place, he felt awkward and his heart beat was pounding, he looked around, but did not see who he was looking for.
Mommy Aira squeezed out Daddy Argha's hand.
"Em, when did you get home?" daddy Argha asked to switch the conversation.
"So, after that I came straight here."
Daddy Argha nodded, he sighed. I don't know how long he can control his emotions?
"How is Berlin?" ask Mommy Aira. He looked the other way so that his tears would not fall straight away.
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"He's fine" replied Ardhan.
"I hope you take good care of her, Berlin is a good woman." Mommy Aira paused and continued her words in her heart.
And you're the son of a bitch who destroyed my daughter Mommy Aira in my heart.
Ardhan simply nodded without wanting to answer.
"You're lucky to get him, so take good care of him."
Ardhan frowned, it seemed like something was wrong. It's not unusual for her best friend Aira to say Berlin's a good woman, it's a rare thing she finds very hard to find.
"Tumben you said Berlin was very nice."
"I said it because she loves you, so waste her fight."
And don't waste my daughter's struggle, I just wish you hadn't met her.
"But I want to divorce Berlin and I've taken care of it."
Daddy Argha laughed heartily, as a father and a man he was very ashamed. His daughter was treated like a desired item but like feeling unwanted, like an item that when it will mean and when it will not mean, is not it very cruel? if it is done to a human.
"Why? why do you want a divorce? didn't you insist on marrying Berlin? you're saying that you love to die? where is love dead? do you find a girl more stunning than Berlin now? but remember, don't make that woman like an item." Press Daddy Argha with a frozen feeling of anger in his heart.
