The Darkest Dream
The worst rubbish
Sofi and Mina are making dinner, after resting for 3 hours both feel more relaxed.
"Sofi, try checking the roast. If it is directly arranged on the table near the pool. The madam wanted to enjoy dinner outside" Mina told the niece, while she still made some dessert.
"Well aunt," Sofi walked to the back where the grill was.
Cloey looked at her husband who was seen checking something on the internet, without asking anything, Cloey hugged the husband's neck from behind. Sky gasped in shock and immediately closed his laptop, then turned around and sat his wife on his lap.
His hand stroked Cloey's stomach, which seemed to twitch.
"Are they playing jump rope in there?" said Sky chuckling little, he always liked when he saw his wife's stomach move like that. There was a haru feeling in his heart, a feeling that Sky could not describe with words.
"They were discussing who was born first. But they didn't get the corresponding results, and they ended up having a little argument in there." Obviously Cloey argued the origin.
Sky chuckled at the wife's words, "alright, then let them continue arguing until they are tired and asleep." Sky replies to his wife's argument.
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Both of them stared at the door of the room that was knocked on by someone from outside.
"Let me, sweet heart." Sky lowered Cloey from his lap then walked towards the door. After the door opened, Sofi was seen standing there holding Lizzie.
"Evening is ready, sir. As per the lady's request, at the dining table near the pool." Sofi was without asking. Sky just nodded slowly and told Sofi to bring Lizzie first.
Sky turned around after closing the door "You want to eat outside, sweet heart?" ask Sky who does not know about it.
"Yes, it doesn't matter, does it? I just want to enjoy the food while staring at the ocean waves in the distance. I miss this place, tomorrow night I'll invite Uncle Greg's family here. You don't matter, do you, dad?" Said Cloey explained as well as asking for the consent of the husband about his plan.
"No problem, honey. I also want to get acquainted with a kind family who has helped my son and wife. Come on out, put on your cardigan first, it's cold outside." After helping his wife install the cardigan, they went out to the pool area that leads right to the beach.
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All this time, her children knew that her parents were the most harmonious couple they had ever seen. In fact, the two are completely opposite.
"Now tell me what you want, Samara? I am tired, at an age I am no longer young. I don't have much energy to argue with you." Edgar's desperate voice sounded very soft. The middle-aged man who still looks dashing, at an age that has been more than half a century, now looks so fragile and emotional.
"Let's agree, Ed. I want you to sue for divorce, and be the guilty one here. Then I'll release Ashley" Edgar guessed, this wily wife won't be that easy to compromise.
Edgar laughed crisply, it felt really sliced. Ashley is even the only daughter after nearly 10 generations. Samara should have loved Ashley, just as a mother should have loved her daughter. Too bad, the woman's heart is filled with crazy ambition, which kills her conscience.
"You want to ruin my image on those ridiculous terms? Holy hooch! Samara, look at you! You're just the trash I pick up, and then I recycle it to be beautiful and unsightly." Edgar was back, as if what he was saying, so funny to laugh.
Samara clenched her hands tightly, until her knuckles turned white. Samara felt humiliated, humiliated and humiliated for the umpteenth time by the man before her.
"A happy laugh at me, Ed? laugh while you can, because I will always be a threat to you. Now and in the future." Samara's chastisement with a reddened face restrained her anger, but as much as she could bear it. There was a much bigger thing, which he had to do now other than serve this thickened man.
"There will never be any satisfaction if he laughs at a sepah who thinks he is a jewel." Edgar's eyes to let out tears, between Too many laughs also tears the distress of his soul.
"Enough Edgar! enough's enough! stop laughing at me! You'll regret this humiliation of yours one day, I'll make you even uglier than any trash!" Shouted Samara who was beginning to lose self-control. Edgar was very good at playing with his emotions, never once did Edgar reply to Samara's harsh words with the same word. Edgar seemed relaxed and too calm, to be faced with any anger.
"Alright, alright. I'm sorry, Samara" Edgar tried to regulate his breathing, Too much laughter made his breathing roar irregularly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh at you. Insult you? I think not! you've been so despicable, then what else can I say. Humiliate you? also no! you're so low in my eyes. Humiliating you? that's not either! you're the one who embarrassed yourself, look at what you did, and see the results? how many families have you destroyed for your crazy ambitions? How much suffering have you caused for your children? Then what else can I do, other than appreciate your amazing work." Edgar completely skinned Samara. The man was so calm, even when he said all the things, that he should have hit his deepest emotional wall.
But again Edgar was always able to process his emotions well. There was no shouting, no snapping, the sentence was so orderly and neat. Edgar could still laugh softly, while finishing the sentences that stripped a Samara of her pride.
"You're gonna be really sorry you did this to me, Ed. We'll see what I can do." Samara exclaimed at the end of her growing anger. While Edgar did not react to anything, his face returned flat and cold.
As soon as Samara left the room, Edgar contacted someone.
"Follow wherever my wife goes, prevent anything she does. How to do it!" After turning off his phone, Edgar scooped up his face. At the end of his inner exhaustion, Edgar took a deep breath, then let out violently.
"Women are indeed the most terrible creatures, I regret ever being so unmoved in my life all this time." muttered Edgar, chuckling in his despair.
