
Alya stared at the flat photo of Dirga. The happiness they knit for two years actually ended in vain. Tears flowed from both corners of the eye when it was as easy as Dirga turned away from her.
"Why, Ga? That's as easy as you turn. What our relationship has meant in your eyes." Alya wiped away her tears.
His body he threw on the bed. His petals began to close.
A knock was heard from behind the door. A second later the door rang out.
"Son, why hm?" Syeilla stroked her daughter's long hair.
Alya looked at Syeilla's face while wiping her tears.
"Ma, what's wrong with Alya until Dirga can betray Alya." a small stuffing reappears to fill his room room.
"Darling, sometimes not everything we can get easily. For example, Dirga, you have to fight if you want to get Dirga back."
Alya looked at her mother's face, the beautiful woman smiled gently. The calmness was evident in both of his eyeballs.
"Must or shouldn't ask your heart, son. If the heart says it must then do it. And vice versa" said Syeilla softly.
"Thank you, Ma." Alya hugged Syeilla with affection.
"Now you don't cry anymore, remember Mama's message. Do what you think is best."
Finished with his sentence, Syeilla moved towards the living room.
"Thank you, Ma. Alya already knows what to do." The face that had been cloudy now smiled perfectly with the corners of the lips perfectly interested in forming a crescent moon.
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Holla guys sorry I was up late. I'm working on 3 novels at once wkwkwkwkw... So I got it short. God willing I will be up often. ❤❤