TIRED Season 1-3

Chapter 7 (Season 3)

His gray bead stared flat at the pile of clothes given by the woman who had given birth to him. His look was empty. Both hands he folded on the chest. A single tear escaped slowly.

"You're very lucky Alya. Whereas I'm just an unexpected outcast."

He smiled in remembrance of how unlucky the life he was living right now was. Suffered from elementary school until he was in high school.

Someone gently stroked his plain back. He looked into the eyes of the middle-aged woman who was staring at him.

"Granddaughter Oma why is she alone here, hm?"

"Just look at the clothes that Oma no longer needs."

"Well, this is the clothes your dear Mama gave you."

His eyes stared softly at the old face that had overflowing him with affection. Who should have played a role even denied it.

"Atta no longer need these clothes, Oma," he said flatly.

Lisa breathed slowly. He knows how hard his grandson is.

"Son, Oma just doesn't want your mind to branch. Trust me, baby, your mom loves you more than Oma."

Cally shed her tears. "Well, where's Oma from? Even my mother never grabbed me. Alya was very lucky to have the love of both our parents. Why should I be the one who dumped Oma." Little issues escaped and filled the space they were in.

Cally hugged Lisa's body tightly. His heart was deeply wounded by all that had happened to him. Alya with all her perfection lived with the affection of her parents. He lives three with his oma. Without the affection of both parents.

Hatred slowly grew in his heart. Why isn't he the one in Alya's position. Why the opposite.

Alya stared at the thousands of stars adorning the sky floor. A name he always remembered in his mind. They're twin brothers. However, separated by a long distance. Longing often sneaks in to fill its sanitary recesses.

The drying of the cell phone broke his silence. Alya stepped slowly onto her study table. His eyes were fixated on one name that lately had always left him injured in silence.

Alya turned off her call. Then the sound of a message distracts him.

I want to see you tomorrow. There's something I want to talk about. It matters!

Alya just looked on without any intention of retaliating.

"Why Ga? When I want to forget you, you come back with a million wounds."

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