
"Why am I always alone at a time like this... " Khey with trembling lips.
The slender body was curled up in the corner of the room with random long hair and a teary wet face.
When he arrived a while ago Khey peeked out the front door and found his father and mother having a big fight, Khey decided to enter the house through the back door.
Khey walked around the house and entered his room with a precipitate. No one found Khey when he entered the house. Most likely the housekeeper and the personal driver of his family chose to enter their room.
Khey chose to cupped both hands on her knees, buried her head on top of it while biting her lips to hold her tears from breaking.
Khey can already imagine what happened to his parents who were in the living room of his house.
The sound of broken objects filled the family room Khey, heard up to the ears khey who locked himself in the room.
His body trembled as a result of the sobbing held out from his mouth.
Many times Khey tried to cover both ears when he heard the sound of falling objects or the sound of the cry of his mother who alternated.
Quarrels like this are common to both parents Khey, and Khey is always trapped in this condition.
Whether it's the last time, a fight between papa and Mama Khey occurred. However this was the first quarrel between her parents after Khey got married.
Khey thought his parents had reconciled, because since he married Fabian Khey had never seen the strange and cold war of his parents.
It turns out what he thought was wrong.
Khey shuffled, grabbing the sling bag he had been wearing while taking Fabian to the airport. Open the small bag to pick up his smartphone.
His left hand wiped the clear hairs that kept flowing on both cheeks while his right hand opened the phone to look for Fabian's contact.
For a moment Khey looked dumbstruck staring at the smart phone in his hand. Although the smartphone screen has shown Fabian contact, Khey has not contacted Fabian.
Khey was confused, should he contact Fabian at this time. Just a few hours ago, Fabian left for Bali.
Although according to estimates Khey Fabian has arrived in Bali at this time but he will follow the mathematical Olympics. It's okay to call Fabian and tell him what's going on at home right now.
Khey breathed out softly, putting the smart phone by his side just like that. Khey decides to face everything on his own, Khey does not want to make Fabian's concentration disturbed. All this time he could always get through a time like this, even if it was always alone.
Khey again buried his face between his legs, but a second later he felt his smartphone vibrate.
Khey again raised his head, his right hand reaching for his phone which was lit up due to an incoming call.
"Bian.." he sighed softly when he found Fabian's contact calling him.
Sontak Khey immediately got up from his seat and walked towards his dressing table.
Khey sighed fretfully when she found her face damp accompanied by her already irregular hair. It seems obvious that his appearance is very chaotic.
Khey looked back at his smart phone.
The phone continued to vibrate with a video call request from Fabian tengil.
"Where is this, I can't possibly fend vc Bian with my appearance like this." said Khey confusedly.
For a moment Khey held his breath and threw it away slowly.
"Gue definitely can." murmured Khey later.
Khey decided to raise Fabian's call, but pointed his phone's screen towards the wall by not forgetting to press the speaker button.
"Allo assalamualaikum..." Fabians.
"Walaikumsalam." answered Khey short.
Khey deliberately slowed down her words so that Fabian did not notice her hoarse voice from crying earlier.
"What the hell, I'm just being given a look at the wall."
Fabian's voice sounded from across. Because only the walls of Khey's room appeared on Fabian's phone screen.
"Look, I just took a shower. Just pack a doang towel." of course Khey by lying.
"Gue is not papa kok is given a look, it is also legal. Make medicine kangen..." Fabian in candelabra style.
"Good at elo, loss at me." Khey deliberately pitched.
"Well, same husband mosok counting profit and loss anyway."
"Belvin. Want to do the phone, not even a day..." Khey pura was upset, even though in his heart he was eager to share the pain in Fabian.
"Well, what a terrible thing, we will not be able to meet one week. Make each other call you news is also certainly difficult later." Fabian with a soft tone.
khey's heartbreak as well as her hoarse voice that held back the cries.
Indeed, Khey felt strong parting with Fabian the next week, whatever the reason should be that her husband was supposed to be by her side at this time.
"Ra.. I have nyampek Bali and good aja." Tetiba Fabian with a serious tone.
"Gue is not!" Khey covered the regret in his heart, which Fabian should have said when Khey asked Fabian at the beginning of the phone.
"Gue tell you, who knows how worried I am." Fabian with a serious tone.
Gleck...
Khey's throat was blocked, she felt insinuated by Fabian's words just now.
"Elo is also good Ra... Mother was not evil there, right?"
Fabian deliberately asked, somehow there is something that feels stuck in Fabian's heart at this time.
"Gue's good" said Khey as flat as possible so that Fabian does not suspect.
"Thank God you're good."
For a moment both equally silent without saying a word.
Seconds next.
"If there is anything similar lo the same story I do not dipendem myself. I'm your husband, not someone else." Tetiba Fabian said as if knowing the current state of Khey.
"Yes." said Khey short.
"Elo really don't papa's Ra..." Fabian wanted to make sure.
"Gue is not papa." said Khey with chelates, really want to feel like Khey was crying again.
"Ra.. elo sure I don't want to see my face jerk."
"No."
"Well, if that's it. I will be difficult to contact during quarantine, if there is a chance I will contact you."
Hm... Khey was already unable to speak as she held back her cries.
"Bye... Assalamualaikum." Fabian chose to end his phone call.
"Walaikumsalam." said Khey then immediately smothered his mouth and shed his tears.
Prang...
Back the deafening noise was heard up to Khey's room.
Khey went to the door and turned the knob slowly and opened it.
Khey walked slowly to look for a peek gap between his parents who were still fighting in the living room. It's downstairs, actually.
Papa Khey was standing holding a wooden stick that seemed to be the baseball bat he used to hit the expensive decoration displayed in the room.
His roaring breath, gripping firmly the baseball bat he had just moments ago used to tear apart his living room.
Mama Khey who is currently sitting on the sofa looks relaxed by playing her long fingernails given a bright red cut.
Mama Khey is a very famous designer. In a heated situation like this he still looks graceful without showing the slightest face of anger or riled up.
Wearing a knee-length dress of her own design, Mama Khey sat cross-legged, showing off her well-kept white legs. As if to mock the husband.
"So you're still seeing that man Ma!!" Papa Khey with angry reddened eyes.
"Yes." said Mama Khey lightly, like there is no burden.
The reply made Papa Khey again swing the baseball bat in any direction. Forge and destroy all ornamental objects in the room.
Khey who was peeking from a distance also smothered his mouth with both hands, moving away from there.
Khey didn't want to see too long of a quarrel between mana and his papa. Khey doesn't want his heart to hurt.
As Khey entered his room again, his two black beads caught a large suitcase placed on top of his closet.
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