TIRED Season 1-3

Part 44 (S2)

Dion sat pensively in the corner of his room. All this time he only thought about his life without knowing there were still people who suffered more from him. Elka, a name that he had always thought his life was the happiest of all. He did not know that there was a wound behind the smile and joke of an Elka.

He tried to call Elka's number but was not active, he recalled their time in college. He remembers the person who first asked him to make him a friend. Dion laughed as he recalled his many absurdities and mannerisms.

"Huh, why are we like outcasts who end up embracing each other in a circle." long sigh Dion.

Trings.... Trings....

A call came in, he immediately picked it up.

"Hello." she said listlessly.

"How are you?" ask the caller.

Dion froze in place. He saw the name of the caller, no name.

"Do I bother you?" ask the voice across sadly.

"Ah, yes I want to sleep." It's very late here" he replied. The voice across looked sighing then turned off his call.

"Bas stupid," wrote Dion in annoyance. He should not have ended his call. But he did not like the woman who always bothered him. His heart was already stuck by someone who disappeared somewhere.

At the moment Dion's mind is divided into three, he is still thinking of Auxillia, he is also worried about Elka plus he is worried about the condition of Sheilla. He knew there was Aiden but that anxiety often appeared in his heart.

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Elka stared at the moon that was lighting up the city with its pure light. He sighed softly as ***his chest was still painful. He is like a useless person. All this time it was useless.

A reality that is very important to him but he does not even know a little. This is the reason why Ariel disappeared. That's why. Elka grabbed her hair in frustration. He has been negligent as the keeper of Syeilla.

Aarrrggg.......

Elka was crying with snot flooding her nose.

"This wound, why is this wound not healed yet." he smacked his chest hard which was painful. She was crying like a young girl who had just lost her branded bag.

At first glance he imagined the sad face of Syeilla, he recalled until the reflection of his sad look more clearly visible. He again cursed himself who seemed to blame Syeilla. Maybe Syeilla didn't know anything and she accused him of nothing.

"Aiss you idiot." he poked while grumbling. Tomorrow he'll apologize to Sheilla. He should not have concluded something like that.

Aiden was pleading with Syeilla to sleep without a burden. He was faithfully awake until late at night. He didn't want to see his wife crying in the middle of the night,

"Stt...." Aiden rubbed Syeilla's head gently again. He kissed her with feeling.

"All will be well baby, I promise you." Aiden brought Syeilla's body into his arms.

Aiden saw the clock that had shown at 02:10 in the morning, honestly he was sleepy but usually Syeilla will wake up at three because of thirst. He wanted to be a husband on standby and meant he had to be on guard for the next fifty minutes.

To reduce the cantunknya he also watched Horror films made from Japan which is famous for its glory. But he needs a natural heart shock so as not to fall asleep. He put on a headset and raised the volume. Sadako vs. Kayako, seeing from the title alone has made her have total goosebumps.

Just as the movie starts, his phone is already slammed down when his ghost comes out of the television. His heart was still beating so hard.

"This is the reason I hate horror movies." he said and went into the arms of Sheilla.

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Aiden, are you sane??

Elka, are you sane??