TIRED Season 1-3

Chapter 50 (Season 3)

Dirga looked up at the night sky and remembered all her stories with Alya. The simple girl he loved. However, he lost the hadith when a misunderstanding occurred between the two. He vented on Cally who hurt Alya. I regret having ever done that. He hurt Cally, who obviously loved him. But the heart cannot be forced.

"Alya, where the hell are you? I miss you the same."

Zia approached her son to the room. He smiled sadly at Dirga's condition which was far from okay. Maybe his physique is fine, but his heart is not fine.

"Dir, don't be sad again, Alya will meet."

Dirga turned her gaze to the mother. He hoped as his mother said. "May you Ma."

The two dissolved in silence, occasionally Diega seemed to let out a long sigh. Zia looked at the abomination with a teary look.

"You know, Alya is a strong girl, and so is Cally, both born with struggle."

Dirga rubbed her mother's cheeks and hugged her gently. "Mama don't cry dong, Dirga also become sad if you see Mama cry."

"Mama will not cry as long as you can rise. Mama misses her old son, Mama," said Zia weakly.

"Dirga promised to move on, as long as Mama don't be sad anymore."

Zia smiled happily, she gave a small nod and hugged her beloved son happily. Ariel smiled behind the door looking at the two.

Alya opened her eyes slowly. He looked around and found Marten holding a paper that Alya did not understand. The dizziness in his head made him unable to sit.

"Marten, thank you for taking care of me" Alya said, although she knew the man had kidnapped her but she still had to thank him.

"If you die, I won't be happy so don't let you!" snoring Marten cynical.

Alya murmured inwardly, why his death had become such a pleasure for the man.

"Marten, what really makes you hate my family so much" Alya muttered softly.

Marten who was seriously looking at his paper which made him a little confused, he turned his gaze to Alya who was looking at him with a little timidness. He threw the file in his hand violently and came out of the room slamming the door rudely.

Alya took a deep breath, he had seen the look on Marten's face that was far from okay. Anger was evident in his eyes.

"What's wrong with Marten," muttered Alya. he was sure there was something Marten was hiding.

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