Behind The Divorce
Chapter 43. Drunk

The king of the day began to come and occupy the throne of the universe, playing his duty to illuminate the earth.

In a hotel room, a woman wakes up in a state of half bu*gil. His entire clothes were scattered on the floor, only left behind a bra and thin triangular cloth that still wrapped his body covered in a thick blanket.

“Where is this?”

That woman was none other than Tamara. He tried to get up while holding his head that felt heavy. The woman looked around and looked around. He realized that he was in a hotel room.

“Ah, why can I forget?” Rubbed his face while slightly shaking.

Suddenly Tamara remembered one thing and quickly she turned her head to the side of the bed beside her. Blank.

“Where is Lean?”

Tamara remembers very well that she was with Lean last night. There should be Lean with him at this time. Not wanting to just guess, Tamara rushed down from the bed and ran small towards the bathroom.

At first he thought that Lean was in there, so he did not want to disturb and just stick the ear on the door leaf. However, silence didn't sound anything from inside there. Intrigued, Tamara opens the door and turns out to be unlocked.

“Lean!” call Tamara as she steps in and searches inside there, but there is no Lean figure anywhere.

Tamara rushes out and looks for her cell phone to contact Lean. However, his movements stopped while reading a message that came in and it was from the number of the man he was looking for.

💌 :

I'm sorry I had to leave without waiting for you. We'll see you later.

Tamara's smile came after reading a short message from Lean. The woman instantly dropped her body on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief.

“Finally I can have you, baby.” Tamara said while peeping the screen of her phone.

“Goodbye, devil woman. Hopefully after this you will completely disappear from the lives of Lean and the Sanjaya family. If the universe can't eliminate you, then I will.”

Tamara stared back at the phone that was still in her grasp. He also thought of replying to a message from Lean.

💌 :

We should meet today as well.

The short message was sent and looked double-checked there, but unreadable. Some time Tamara was patient waiting, but did not get a reply.

“If you are busy, let me come to you, baby.” Keep on monologuing.

...***...

At the same time but in a different place, Lean also just woke up with the same state of dizziness. He felt unable to open his eyes and raise his head.

“Akh,” his eras. He opened his eyes slowly and looked around. “Why am I here?” Recognize the place where he was at the time.

Once he found out if he was in his family home, Lean immediately closed her eyes again and was about to continue sleeping. The head that felt heavy made it not quite able to get up.

However, just a few seconds closing his eyes, Lean woke up and suddenly got up and ran quickly to the bathroom while both hands closed his mouth. However, Lean had not been able to go inside, she had stopped at the door and pulled out something that was stuck in her mouth.

“Sh*it!” lean was disgusted with his own vomit.

“Lean?”

After feeling much better, Lean turned around and found her father there. Not wanting to care about her father, Lean stepped into the walk in closet and changed her clothes. He went back to the big bed in the room and laid down his body again.

Not long after, two servants knocked at the door and entered. Lean only glanced at it and she knew the father was begging them.

The two maids nodded and immediately carried out their respective duties. Meanwhile, Hadya himself approached and approached his son.

“You drink too much, Lean.” There was no response. “Papa is very disappointed with your attitude that faces the problem of choosing to run to such a place. Danger, Nak.” Hadya continued her words but Lean did not care at all.

The handsome man changed his sleeping position to turn his back on his father. Not only that, he even took a pillow and covered his ears and face. Hadya took a deep breath and understood the attitude of her beloved son. He knew that Lean was still angry after their fight last night.

“Alright, if you're still mad at me. Papa's leaving, but I'm asking you never to go back to such a cursed place again, Lean!”

Whether the son heard it or not, Hadya still wanted to say it. He just turned around and stepped a few feet away, Lean had woken up again and ran back quickly towards the bathroom.

“Lean!” call Hadya not to go.

He wanted to go to the bathroom to make sure of his son, but Hadya did not want to make Lean even more angry with him. He waited at her place until Lean returned.

“You all right?” ask Hadya who is approaching.

“Why is it still here? Take care of your proud daughter, don't care about my life!” lean said with a ketus.

Hadya had to stroke the chest hearing the rejection of the son. Not long after that, the waiter came and brought ginger tea according to Hadya's order. Looking at the drink, it reminded Lean of Caitlyn's figure.

“Drink this so that your nausea is reduced and your drunkenness soon disappears.”

“Drink only, I didn't make it. I ask for help from the waiter who made.”

Lean often consume alcohol, but not to severe drunk like last night. The man is just tasting if offered by clients or is tired of the many jobs. He doesn't always do that at all times. Every time she returned home smelling of alcohol, Caitlyn immediately asked the waiter to make ginger tea for her husband.

Lean closed her eyes firmly, casting Caitlyn's shadow from her head.

“Minum. Papa will go,” said Hadya, but still standing there.

“Bring this out. I don't need it.” Lean spoke to the waiter.

“Loh, why? It's good for your nausea, son!” hadya Protest.

Unconcerned by the father's process, Lean asked the waiter once more to bring the drink back to the kitchen. Not wanting to be more dizzy in facing the attitude of the son, Hadya also stepped away.

However, once again Hadya's steps must be restrained and turned to see the state of her son who again ran to the bathroom.

“What's with him? Just drunk to vomit many times?”

Hadya immediately stepped quickly holding Lean's body which had just come out of the bathroom and was about to collapse.

“Lean. Don't be stubborn again, papa please, son!” Hadya was anxious to see her son's face that looked pale and limp. “Papa call doctor, well.”

“No need. Lean was just dizzy and wanted to sleep,” he replied with a warm heart. He shook his hand and limped to the bed.

“Then I will stay here and take care of you. Sleep, Nak.”

Hadya chose to sit on the large sofa contained in the room, while her eyes were never separated looking at the handsome face of a young man who copied most of the faces and characters. Hadya is worried about drinking a lot and making Lean sick. He immediately contacted Andra's doctor to check on the son.

A few minutes of waiting, a soft snoring sounded that told Hadya if her beloved purta was asleep.

“Malah sleep. Actually why?”

...TBC...

...🌻🌻🌻...