Quality Love's

Episode 61

*Deep Disappointment

"Druuukh!" there was a loud sound of the door, which Kiran had just opened.

"Astaghfirullah hal'adzim!" suddenly from inside, his mother beristighfar lirih then aghast from the sofa while stroking his chest.

"Why are you kiran anyway? Can't you open the door slowly?" firmly mamahnya, but Kiran just stared at the glint of the face of the mama without saying any sentences, while closing the living room door violently, he said, instead of a calm heart that there is even a Wiyah bu even more up the apitam made.

"Hey, you were told instead.." not until the perfect expression of annoyance bu Wiyah overflowed it, it was because it was clearly photographed how the attitude of kiran who spoke words and views on the mama.

Instantly the mind that began to be tinkered like an emotion that was burning in the head of Wiyah's mother, now with tight teeth and a sharp gaze, Wiyah walked hurriedly to Kiran and hit her two palms.

"Mom..mamah what the hell?" kiran shouted as she glared at her mama.

He did not immediately answer his son's spontaneous question, as early as two sessions he set his breathing pattern which had since sounded engap-suffering, until it began to rhythmically stable he then voiced but still with an upset tone.

"Why you?"

"Repiring out of nowhere to where"

"You've been fighting again with Qiyas? uh?"

"Not a mamah affair" he said briefly, he then passed leaving the Wiyah bu who was still saving millions of questions in his head, a thousand upset who were dangling, did not know until when the juntai began to shorten, he said, from the look of Wiyah's eyes it was clear how eating her heart was over Kiran's attitude just now.

"Truly can not be set, you stubborn child.." said Bu Wiyah.

In the room, Kiran immediately locked the door, then he was crushed down on the floor while leaning his head on the door, he then stared blankly at the ceiling of the room which was studded with light lights, until not felt now his tears began to flow again.

"Hiks..hiks...hiks...hiks.." sobs Kiran's tears this time, as if explaining how fragile she is with her current state, with Qiyas's attitude that she thinks is starting to change, as if she's starting to change, with his work constantly curbing his time,......

"Why Qiyas? wh why? why do you make me like this? hiks..hiks.." he said alone as he tapped hard on his temple bone.

Suddenly he then walked hurriedly to the dresser, where he glanced slowly he began to touch his two cheeks, also flickering into his two eyeballs, his facial expression seemed to be afraid of something, several times he shook his head to deny what was happening to his mind at this time.

"No, it's not possible" he said, closing his mouth with his palm and walking away from the glass.

Not long after, he again walked closer to the glass, Kiran then looked at the jelly on his face while rubbing some wrinkles that began to appear under his eyelids, suddenly his expression changed again.

"Is it because I'm old? is that why Qiyas doesn't want to marry me?"

"Son.I'm still young.."

"I'm not old yet.I'm young"

"I'm not old yet.I'm young" he said repeatedly with a face full of fear.

*****

While in the living room, it was seen that Mr. Sharief had just returned from the office, which was immediately greeted flat by Ms. Wiyah, who was, not long before Wiyah then began to tell Kiran's attitude this afternoon which he thought was very outrageous.

"Yes maybe he is upset, my mother should also not need to hit his hand, but he is a small child" said Mr. sharief mediate.

"Well, papah is still a belain him, how not more direct Kiran it to the parents" said bu Wiyah fiery.

"Child if again the stress is calm instead of even back angry" he added again.

"Hum...Wait a minute if he's rude to papah, papah still keep talking about the cake again isn't it?"

"Mah..."

"Puufh.." suddenly the small conversation came to a halt instantly, when the cry of Kiran was heard following the loud noise coming from Kiran's room.

"Kiran.." said spontaneously bu Wiyah while raising her index finger.

"What's that sound?" ask Mr. Syarief, while Ms. Wiyah only responds with a headband.

"It seems that from Kiran deh mih's room" at once, the two ran hurriedly towards Kiran's room.

Right in front of the room door, Mr. Sharief began to look panicked, several times he knocked heavily on the room door and shouted loudly calling Kiran's name, Kiran, but there is no word heard from the inside, Mr. Syarief then bring his ear to the door, with jelly he tried to absorb the atmosphere that occurred inside there but occasionally all that was heard was a soft stuffing coming out of Kiran's mouth.

"Kiran.open the door Kiran!"

"Kira...."

"Kiran..open the door baby, you're still angry, are you the same mamah?" added Bu Wiyah who was also getting panicked.

"Awas mih" said Mr. Syarief, shifting his wife away from the door, he then tried to break the door.

"Superf...." Mr. Syarief managed to open the room door with just one break, but the two middle-aged couples were quite stunned to see the appearance of his daughter's room.

"Kiran.kiran.kamu what the hell" cried hysterically bu Wiyah, slowly he observed what had happened in the room, he said, a moment later, with a lot of eye shooting, he then walked closer to Kiran and took a mirror bill that he was holding at the moment.

Since it was endless, Kiran invited frustration, then Wiyah then threw a slap into Kiran's face for his stupid behavior, how not, and then, a 21-inch mirror that he deliberately broke until all the bells scattered on the floor, he said, the thing that made shock to his two parents was that Kiran almost ended her life with a piece of glass that had been held earlier.

"You why Kiran? you why?" his mother was very trembling.

"Kiran Istighfar son...."

"Kiran loam mamah.liat mamah, hey.." repeatedly he shook his son's shoulders, and occasionally he patted two cheeks Kiran, he said, until the blank stare began to turn into a startled effect, slowly he also observed his two palms that were covered in blood, even then he cried loudly, as if regretting what had happened.

"Hiiikks...hiiiks...hiiks...mah? the pah?" he said helplessly, with tears he then reached the hand of bu Wiyah whose gaze also began to look teary.

"Kiran, why are you so stupid? uh?" added his papa who also began to look upset.

"She doesn't believe me, you almost do what I say." Mr. Sharief was powerless to continue his words.

"That...mah...? sorry Kiran, hiiks.."

Hearing, the princess's sorry treat, it felt like Mr. Sharief's chest was getting squeezed, repeatedly he tried to calm his heart while turning his gaze in the other direction, he said, from next to her, Wiyah panicked to see Kiran's face getting pale.

"Udah pah.mami is quite traumatized by this incident, mending us take Kiran to the hospital now"

Not long after, the two rushed Kiran to the hospital.