Father of My Son
I might have loved you if only ...
The two face each other, two people who have lived together for three years. Cloe smiled amusedly to see Dira actually come to visit her. Of all the people who asked to meet, only Dira allowed him to come.
"Still angry?" ask Cloe. He hooked his hair behind his ears.
Cloena who used to be so sensitive to fashion issues, is now so resigned to wearing a prisoner uniform. Her face was plain with no make up and there were dark circles under her eyes. "I've already started to pay for what I did to Drabia. So don't be mad anymore" added Cloe.
Dira folds his hands in front of his chest. "Why do you still think stupid? Is there any other way to punish Haley Alvonz than to kill her? You still have a future, why even bury your own future to destroy that man?" tegur Dira's. He still doesn't accept Cloe's decision.
"I'm telling you, I didn't kill him. I just drove him to his son. Let him be there, he can take care of his own son like a father" Cloe said.
Dira breathed heavily. "What's really going on?" tanya Dira tries to understand Cloena's mind.
"I just asked him why he let our son be killed by his family. He said the boy deserved to die for blocking his way. My son, whom I gave birth to with great difficulty. The man who should have been his patron instead called the boy deserving to die for his future and his company" Cloena replied.
Dira turned his face. He puffed his cheeks and blew the air slowly because he could not resist sadness. "Listen. Now don't think about anything else. I'm sorry Haley Alvonz, she's already got her sentence. Don't hate yourself for Drabia, Bia now has me by her side. Love yourself, you are not wrong. You're a good woman."
Cloena's view is down. Wet eyes. "Dira, why can't I be happy?" ask her with a soft voice.
"You can be happy Cloe. By forgiving. Bia once said, by punishing you time will not come back three years ago. He was alone and his aunt would never live again. You also. Punishing Haley and Gwen won't bring your son back to life."
Cloe. "Dira, have you ever loved me?" ask Cloe. Dira stunned. Cloe's eyes were so warmly staring at her.
"Since Haley left me with Gwen, I never wanted to open my heart to men again. I just thought about having a partner who was richer than him and made him regret it. When I found out you were from the Kenan family, I only cared because of that."
"But you are so loving. You are gentle, considerate and responsible. I realized I didn't care about Haley or Gwen. In my eyes there was only Dira. I'm in love again, with you. I forgot what my purpose was. I'm just trying to keep you from knowing my past, keep you out of your past and keep you by my side."
Cloe wiped her tears. "Even when you said you wanted to have a child with me, my heart was so happy. I regret. If only the father of my son were you, that child would still be alive today."
Cloe's stunned. He's a fool. If not captivated by Gwen's words if Dira will not get the Kenan family's inheritance and return greedy to the treasure, Cloe will not lose himself.
"If at that time you knew Bia didn't leave you, your feelings wouldn't be like that, would you?" Cloe's self-conscious.
"That's already happened. I once thought he left me, he also thought I left him. I once put you in my feelings. Now I love Bia so much that I love my son too. The reality is already going that way. The only way we can't be sorry, is just to take it with the air."
Dira's words hit Cloena's mind. "I know it's not easy for you to forgive the man who killed your son. I'm a father of course, a grudge, if you're a mother. This is all the path you take. All the effects because the road had already happened. Don't regret it, let alone blame yourself. Your child may be a victim of his parents who are only concerned about each other's future, but you and Haley are also victims of parents who are also thinking about their own future."
Cloe took something in her clothes bag. A piece of paper that he had given writing in it and he folded it neatly. "Can I ask for help? At least for the last time. Give this letter to Drabia. I didn't see him, not because I didn't like him. I was ashamed to make him suffer to erase my own suffering. One more thing, please look at my son's grave occasionally. Leave the flowers there. While I'm here, I might not be able to visit her anymore. Others may think I forgot about him. No, I always secretly came there."
Dira nodded. He received the letter from Cloena. "There's no need to help reduce my jail time. I'm here to calm down. At least my parents won't sue me for money anymore. Let me be punished for letting my son die and your son lose a father."
Dira got up and walked over to Cloena. He hugged the woman and patted her on the back slowly. "I promise to seek justice for your son. Eat a lot and take care of your health. Sorry I couldn't help you. I promise you, Bia and I will always visit your son. Be a strong woman."
Cloena never cries in front of other people. She doesn't want to be seen as a weak woman. However, just this once she wanted to cry until she was satisfied. Just this once ....
"I'm afraid of Dira. If only I had dared to report to the police, I would never have hurt Drabia, nor would I have implicated you in my predicament. I just want friends, I just want others to care about me, but they all close their eyes. No one's helping me. They just kept watching me carry my son's body in my lap for fear of the Alvonz family. That's why I just want to be happy once. I want to be noticed by them, I want them to care about me. I have no one" complains Cloena. Her crying broke in Dira's arms.
"Hey, you got me and Bia. We're yourfriends. As long as we're around, Gwen and the Alvonz family won't dare hurt you." Dira took off her embrace.
He looked into Cloena's wet eyes. "I will destroy them with the evidence you gave me. Until they feel what you feel. Until they find out, it feels like no one cares," promised Dira.
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The ending of your story depends on the path you take. Is it Bia road or Cloena road?