
After Asya came out, Fagan's rampage grew. All the books on the neatly arranged shelf were smashed apart on the floor. Fractions of glass from vases, picture frames and jars are scattered without rules. There was also a swearing accompanied by the roar of Fagan. She swore at Elina because of the disappointment in her heart.
"Why is your hair falling apart?" ask Mary when Asya comes out.
Asya felt her hair and could not say anything. He simply pointed towards the door of Fagan's study. Asya's throat was thick, there was nothing she could say at all. Mary looked at the door of the room. Faintly came the sound of goods slammed onto the floor.
"You let him run amok?" Mary blamed Asha. "You must be making him emotional" he continued without knowing what was really going on.
Maria walked into Fagan's study and found her son sitting on the floor leaning his head against a wheelchair.
"What's going on, honey? What did Asya do?" ask Maria to worry.
Fagan did not answer, he was too upset to explain everything to his mother. He who held back the disappointment in his heart became even more broken. Maria approached Fagan and gently rubbed his shoulders.
"Why are my legs paralyzed, Ma? Why did I have to crash that day? All this destroys everything. Elina and all my happiness has gone since then" Fagan said with tears in his eyes.
The man lamented the bad luck that befell him. Fagan's life was totally changed after everything that happened. He's just a weak man who doesn't have any good hopes for the future. Especially in love. Since Elina decided to go and choose Aksa, Fagan had no other choice, he could only accept and mourn her heartache.
"Elina, Mom. He really won't come back to me. He and Aksa will be engaged" explained Fagan after being calmer.
Maria understood what made Fagan run amok. Elina again, the girl several times made Fagan hysterical and raging violently. From the moment Elina broke off their relationship, Elina's closeness with Aksa and now Elina and Aksa's engagement invitation.
"Let's stand up, you shouldn't be like this. Go back to the room and calm yourself." Maria made Fagan calmer.
As usual, after feeling calm, Fagan would act cold and haughty again. He put aside the matter that had just left him in a mess. As Maria pushed Fagan's wheelchair out, Asya breathed a sigh of relief. Finally he saw Fagan come out in fine shape.
"Get in and clean it all up, Asya. Don't forget to prepare dinner." Mary gave the order.
"Ta .. but, Madam." Asya wants to protest.
Fagan did not look at Asya at all. He looked the other way without caring about the torment his mother gave Asya. Fagan and Maria passed while Asya walked towards Fagan's study again. He brought a trash can and a broom to clean things up.
"Where do you start? It's ruined this place." Asya complained. But there was nothing he could do but immediately move to clean everything up. He didn't want to get even more horrible maki.
Time goes by and it has been an hour Asya tried to clean up the place that has been destroyed. Starting from returning books to the shelf, to pick up broken glass scattered there. Sometimes even Asya looks aghast because there is a glass that scratches his hand.
"He's not finished?" tany Fagan told himself that Asya had not yet left his room.
Fagan ran his wheelchair toward his study. The open door made Fagan know what Asya was doing there. The girl seemed to be busy with sweat on her forehead.
"She, I'm sorry. I made you work hard for this." Fagan spoke in his heart.
A second later, Fagan's heart filled with anger again he remembered Elina and Aksa. So that his brain went straight to Asya who he always accused as the cause of everything to happen. Fagan brought his wheelchair closer to the door. He looked at Asya even closer. Asya's face made Fagan darkened his eyes, so he could throw a display made of wood until it hit Asya's head.
"Akh," cried Asya in pain.
He held his head that was hit by Fagan's throw.
"ill? Does it hurt?" Fagan.
"What's my fault, sir? Why are you throwing that thing?" ask Asya.
"You want to ask your fault? Your fault is huge, Asya. Why did you make me lose two legs? Why did you make Elina leave me?" Fagan yelled at his wife.
Asya bowed wordlessly, again the reason they used to threaten and suppress Asya.
"Police me, sir. I'd rather be in prison than I continue to be the moons of your anger." Asya.