
"Don't do anything stupid anymore!" zain's sweat with vibrating lips.
Saira got up and sat down, she looked at Zain desperately. "Why did you save me, Zain."
The man stared at Saira's bead gently.
"Lo special lady. If you die at a young age, I'll never be willing."
Saira stared into the distance with tears flowing without her noticing. For a long time he was not noticed by anyone even his family like a stranger, close but difficult to reach.
"Hey, why are you crying? If you are sad again or again heartbroken, your boyfriend is cut off. I'm ready to be a trash can. Don't bother telling me a story." Zain wiped away Saira's tears. He did not like to see the woman cry.
"I'm just thinking of ways I can be happy, so I'm crying."
Zain furrowed his brows slowly. He was increasingly curious about what kind of life Saira was living until the girl became lost direction like this.
Zain carried Saira's body into his car. He had to take Saira home before she fell ill. However, before that he had to buy clothes to be worn by Saira.
"Ra, can I have a lot of things?" zain asked carefully when the two were already in the car. The man slowly drove his car to a clothing store.
Saira nodded slowly. He began to feel his body shivering.
"What is your life really like? Until you want to kill yourself."
Saira looked out the window with teary eyes. He looked at Zain with a pleading gaze. The man sighed softly, maybe now was not the right time to ask that.
"Oh yeah, we'll go to the dress shop first. You can't go back in wet clothes."
Saira nodded without a sound. After she finished changing her clothes. He's getting home soon.
"Zain, just get me down here, thank you for coming home and thank you for today."
He got out of the car and walked 20 meters to his house. He did not want Raka to return to call him a cheap woman because she returned with another man.
"Lo is so weird Ra, is there anything else you're hiding from me."
Saira tried to walk with the rest of her energy. His strength was drained withstanding the emotional turmoil he could not let out. His body was already shivering with trembling legs. He saw a car parked there and it belonged to his brother.
Saira stepped slowly into her house. There were his parents and brother and Aksa. If others are welcomed happily, then not with him. He was greeted by the sharp, cynical, and flat gaze of every pair of eyes that saw him.
"Where have you been?!" andri asked rudely.
Saira looked towards them with a blank look. He walked slowly to the top floor. However, a voice stopped his steps.
"Saira! Where have you come from, why not answer! What besides being sneaky, you also have no ethics!"
Aksa approached Saira and looked at her sharply.
"If he had ethics, it would be impossible to trap you and stab his own brother from behind." Izora's voice replied and sounded cynical.
"Pa, our son doesn't teach that much."
Saira closed her eyes hearing the slurs and the hakiman from the family that should have given her encouragement.
"What's the question? Ah, where am I from? It was going to drown itself in the lake but there was noolongin" he said with a smile.
"Mai!" his father shouted loudly. Aksa even gripped her arm tightly until it caused pain.
Saira looked at her father's eyes gently, then turned to her mother's eyes.
"Ma, Pa, if I die will you be sad?" he then shook his head while chuckling softly. "What kind of question is that, of course the answer is no!" continued.
He took off Aksa's grip and passed from there with millions of wounds. However, before he actually disappeared, he said something. "But I'll only die when the time comes, just calm down."
While those who heard Saira's question suddenly froze.