Wound Flakes

Hope

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It has been a week since the departure of Sia and Kamila. Dirga began to lose his mind, he continued to meet Roy and Rio. Begging those two sisters-in-law to tell him where Sia is at the moment? Where did he take Kamila?

" Please, mas. Let it be, mba Sia herself. I can't tell you where she is, because she asked me and Rio not to tell her whereabouts to you, Dirga." Said Roy.

Dirga had thought that maybe Sia went to her parents' house in the village. But if you want to make him unable to find it, the possibility is only small if he is there. So Dirga did not directly look for him there.

Dirga sat leaning behind the door of her room, staring at a piece of the picture inside her phone. The picture that creates the beautiful smile of Sia and Kamila as they celebrate Kamila's birthday which is not until some time before the chaos finally occurred.

Her tears were unbearable. He squeezed his chest and hit it hard enough, to reduce his tightness. Dirga began to sob and soon his cries broke and he began to shout calling Sia and Kamila names.

" Dirga..!? Son, open the door, baby!?" The voice of her mother called her from outside while swiping at the door.

" I deserve the law ma. I'm depraved, I'm a bad husband I'm a jerk. That's why I deserve the law. Sia left me, she'll never come back to me."

" Dirga!? Open the door, son. Let your mama hold you, and talk to your mama and you can pour out your grievances on your dear mama."

" Mom and Dad hate me too. I know how disappointed you are with me."

" No, that's not true. Mama and papa were angry with you, but we tried to understand your actions at that time. You did it because of your great love for your wife. Mama knows it's kid."

Shortly afterwards Dirga opened the door of his room and he cried as much in the arms of his mother. When she felt calmer, her mother asked Dirga to talk.

" Do you, love Sia so much? Can you promise me that you will never hurt or repeat the same thing again to your wife?" Ask her mother in a firm yet gentle tone.

" Dirga promised ma, my whole life will never hurt her again."

" Then then. In the meantime, give Sia time, when time has already treated the wound, Sia might change her mind and be able to forgive and accept you back."

" But, I don't even or where he's currently ma. How did I find him and apologize to him!"

" When the time comes, mom will tell you where Sia is right now."

" What? So you know where Sia is right now?"

" No, but Roy and Rio know. Mama's gonna try to ask them."

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Time rolled by quickly, a month had passed, Sia still remained in the village and had not planned to return.

This morning Sia's mother and father for the first time after a long time finally invited Sia to talk and ask about what happened with her relationship with Dirga.

Sia also explained what happened, although not the whole Sia said. Since Sia was not a person who liked to expose the ugliness of others, what else was that person was her own husband.

" What's your decision, son?" Ask Sia's father.

" right, Honey? Do you really want to part with him. Have you thought of everything well, Sia?" Tymphal Mother Sia.

" At least if it's not for you, think of your son, honey. Because according to my father, son Dirga is a good man basically. And every human being can change, not least Dirga." Obviously father.

Sia who was walking on the country road, she started to use her brain and heart to think, about what her father and mother had just said. Sia touched her already slightly bloated stomach.

And he asked his son to talk.

" Are you okay, son? Sorry mama, because you keep feeling anxious, you know you feel it too right?" said Sia while gently stroking her stomach as if she was stroking her son's head.

" Mama knows, you also want mama and papa to be together again right? You want mom to give papa a chance. Your sister Mila misses you too much. Every night not a day was missed he kept asking papa. When is papa coming, when is papa picking us up? But son.. Mama needs time. I don't know when your wounds will heal but I'm really not ready to see you, dear."

Sia expressed all her complaints to the 3-month-old child in her body.

" Sia..!? Baby..!?"

Degg

His heart stopped beating. He was very heartless with that voice and the tone of that person's words echoed deeply in his heart.

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Thank you, greetings from Flesia.💓💓💓