UNIVERSE

Mom's truth

"Of so many people. Maybe it was just me and my heart who were resisting. Home is not a place to tell stories and unwind.

Because of my house, my,

Turned into a hotbed of grief from many groups of fragility."

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Adellia's right, home is not a place to unwind. Home is also not where Adellia can let go of all the burdens on her shoulders. Because all the centers of suffering and the weight of the burden it bears are here.

"Air,"

Adellia was pensive where she stood, yet she still forced a small smile on her lips. His heart throbbed in pain and his body suddenly trembled without being asked.

"You're home, son? "

Adellia fell silent. The two neutrals stared fiercely at Sinta who was putting on a sweet smile.

"Adel, how's the school? "

Adellia clenched her two hands tightly. He grinned, His mother even had a chance to show an innocent face.

"Rice!"

"Adel?"

"Not to take care of my life,"

Sinta sculpted, he was surprised by the language his son used.

"Adel why? Any problems at school? "

Adellia growling. Sinta still pretended not to understand. He felt lied to by his mother.

"Two faces."

"Adel! "

"Why? No likes? I'd rather see you here! Don't have a face like that before the eyes of his own son?"

Adellia intended to leave the place, while Sinta was troubled. His hand reflexively removed the finger link that grasped it so tightly. Sinta just realized, that Adellia had seen his actions.

"Adel, Mama can explain."

Adellia was silent, she didn't need an explanation from a liar.

Sinta pursues Adellia's steps. His hand was holding his son's wrist. Sinta's heart also beats no less quickly. He was afraid that Adellia would hate him even more.

Adellia stopped, she looked at her wrist with a look of disdain.

"Dengerin Mama used to be Adel. "

Adellia grieving. Don't hope!

"Dell,"

"Adellia's sick of Mama's behavior! "

Sinta's steps stopped. His heart ached even more when he remembered Adellia who had lately often snapped at him.

"Air,"

Brak!

Adellia closed the door of her room strongly. He leaned his body against the door. Adellia wants to shed all her pain. He wanted to try to get out all sorts of pain. Does Adellia not deserve to be happy?

Adellia shouted, she ruffled her hair that was no longer irregular.

Why should I be God? Why should I play the universe?

Adellia bent her legs and sank the kapala between them. Just once, let Adellia enjoy her solitude.

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A young man in a black shirt leaned back tiredly. He was trying to quell the various frustrations that came to his mind. He regretted choosing the option of leaving and leaving the girl he loved. He thought handing Bella over to Auksa would be the best option. But he was wrong, the presence of Auksa, which he thought was able to foster a sense of happiness in Bella, turned out to make the girl suffer. Not he likes the arriving but the approaching calamity.

"Aragh!"

      A loud sound bounced around the room. More precisely, the young man threw a vase filled with plastic flowers from the table, the young man shuffled his hair in frustration, then stood up just to corroborate everything that was within his scope.

"It's stupid! Why are you even leaving anyway? Isha! You should take care of Bella." He shouted to blame himself. He didn't lie that guilt, too, was disappointed to dominate his heart.

"Damn!"

The young man threw a fruit knife just like that.

Exactly right! The pointed-toed knife was fitting about the image of a handsome boy. His smile was small but sincere.

"Lo, you have to pay for all your deeds bro,"

The young man laughed loudly. He patted the photo repeatedly, then tore it into pieces.

"Lo must suffer more than Bella. You don't pantes dapet happy."

Curse emotions. The young man was sitting limp, his eyes rolling water.

"I'm sorry Bell, I failed to be your friend,"

His murmur softly, the sound of the young man's sobbing resonated in silence.

"I'm sorry I've stayed at Bel, I'm sorry. I just knew, if I had known this from a long time ago, I would not stay here, I would return to Jakarta to calm you from the problem. Sorry I'm the Bell,"

The young man was crying, he did not care about his declining self-esteem because of his crying. Bella is the center, and Bella's absence is killing her. The young man gushed, his two eyes squinting mixed with an outpouring of emotions. He promises, however, that he will try to make the life of the man who has made Bella suffer more, he even swears, will make the man haunted by regret about his actions.

"Lo just wait bro, I'm sure your life will fall apart after this."

His determination was unanimous, then grabbed a cell phone to contact his men.

"Clear my schedule for the next two days, prepare plane tickets, I'm going to Jakarta soon."

"wait for me bell, I will return your lost happiness,"

He murmured softly while glancing at the photo of the beautiful girl who filled the screen of his phone.