Pursuing the Cold Love

The Emotion

"Goddessa... Astarghfirullahazim aposchland. Am I misrepresenting? And that victory? Why not be real? What does everyone mean exactly?"

Alya was red extinguished and angry, very angry. He was crying sobbing, he had not been like this for a long time. At her age, she was a strong woman since her mother died from the age of six. But this time he ended up with a red face.

Alya walked without direction from Dimas' house. The people of the complex wondered about Alya's apprehensive state. But unfortunately Alya doesn't care about that.

She tried hard after her mother left her forever. At that time, he was still a child and did not really understand the meaning of loss, let alone Mother who incidentally is the most valuable figure, for anyone, not just for Alya.

He ended up in a large complex park with no one around. Who wants to go to the park? It would be safe here, Alya thought.

He spilled out all the emotions he had endured all this time. Yes, because all this time he always suppresses his emotions. He always looked fine, even if he had to. Because even though it was that small, everyone knew what it was like to lose a mother figure. Moreover, her mother loved Alya as sincerely as her heart. Alya family is indeed a very harmonious family with each member so open to any problems. So, when losing one of its members, the level of pain was different.

Since he knew Dimas, no, since living apart from his father and knowing Dimas, Alya was a bit lonely. And he's just waking up to that loneliness now. Why realize now? Why did he vent when he knew Dimas, and the trigger was Dimas? Because the pain is unstoppable again. He felt really lonely when he realized Dimas was this cold. Because he grew up in a very warm family. When alone with her father, Alya did not feel the warmth was reduced. He felt challenged at the beginning as he knew Dimas was so cold. But getting here, Dimas is like a walking refrigerator without affection. In fact, his parents were so warm and very awake to the harmony of their family.

Alya looked back at a glance. No one was chasing after it. He's disappointed. He wants to be pursued, but on the other hand he also wants not to be pursued. Maybe he just wants to know how much they care about Alya's grief.

A few moments later, Alya was calm. Her tears are not coming out. The rest is just daydreaming and shaking. Resolutely towards the gaze of complex people who consider it insane. Also indifferent to his stomach that was already screaming hunger.

Until he felt his stomach acid rise as he wanted to hug both knees. He screamed in pain, just once. Success is the center of attention. Right after, a pack of bread was thrown and Alya turned her head.

"Let's go back. I'm waiting for dinner together." The voice of the baker was heard. There was a sense of excitement when the voice was heard by Alya, but it changed into a sad look just after he turned his head and found that the person was only his father.

Wish Alya had just been? He readily hated Dimas at this time, but in his heart he wanted to be followed by Dimas and heard the apology Dimas should have said.

Ica doesn't need prestige if her father comes now. Which should be, Alya was already in the afterthought, not now. He ate the bread that had been thrown to prop up the stomach. At least he can finish sooner to dinner later and first enter the room. He doesn't feel good about Mira and Dika being kind, but is still fed up with Dimas. Yes so it would be.

"Dad deliberately let you calm down first want to chase you. You're not angry, are you, Dad?" asked Rian who had taken a sitting position next to the princess.

Alya doesn't ignore Rian. Now I am reluctant. The bread that he ate rough and chewed badly also symbolized he was sulking.

"If you are angry it is natural. I can understand, really," said Rian again and smiled sincerely.

But being quiet is painful. Rian was like getting an incision in his heart. While Alya, he also did not actually want to inhabit his father.

Rian let out all the words that would have made Alya make a sound. And it turns out that he managed to make Alya conclude a thin smile.

"Fourty-eight is not a decrepit, Dad!" reply Alya.

"So?"

"Still young. You could say grandpa. Haha."

"Yes, Yak. If called grandpa, his name is the same. How the hell are you!"

They both laughed more freely. And Alya brought herself closer to lean on Rian's shoulder. Then gently, Rian replied by gently rubbing the head of his beloved daughter.

Alya was immersed in the warmth that Rian had created. As if they forgot they were separated.

"We're making a pilgrimage to Mother's grave tomorrow, huh?" rian. Alya immediately sat up straight and looked happy.

Rian continued his words. "Dad kangen very much the same Mother. So, if you're here, that's okay, right, Yak? Abis went home from school so Dad could pick her up. Oiya, want to go to school later, let Daddy also deliver. Dad misses anther to pick you up at school" he said, pinching Dad's nose at the end.

"Alya also misses Mother. Kangen is also in the anter to pick up at the same school. Although in this High School, Alya mostly rose ojol, anyway. Haha."

Rian rubbed Alya's head again. Then look at him with full affection. It felt like she wanted to cry seeing her son's beautiful face. Alya who is so similar in face to the mother reminds Rian of the great sense of loss when abandoned forever by his wife. Now he remembered, he lacked attention to the relic of the most valuable wife this—Alya. Just realized, he did not spend time with Alya so often in his High School. Moreover, Alya and herself also now lived separately. However, his sadness was still. Finding motivation to not get stuck in sadness.

"Eat him, Yak, you have to go to the center and live with Dad, yeah. Later we spend more time together, reciprocating the time that has been, yes." Alya nodded. Then stand up and clean his back pants that must be dirty because he just sat on the ground, not on a park bench. Strangely enough, there was a garden bench, he chose to sit on the grass.

"Where are you going, Yak?" rian asked confusedly.

"Say awaited them, Dad. Yaudah, don't make them wait. Alya is also this abis want to directly study again so that later his grades are good and graduate at the state campus in the center, so that he can live with Dad again."

Rian smiled. He followed Alya who had walked first. Alya walked straight. His mood was back to normal. And Rian did not know, Alya could cheer up again because a very influential motivation had been spoken from Rian's mouth.

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