FREDELLA STORIES
NOT ME

Judah never thought that in the end it would all end like this. He never thought that he would not get Della into this kind of trouble. His initial intention was just to get Della to stay away and hate him. He never even intended to hurt the girl more deeply. But what to say if the rice has become porridge. Now all he can do is protect the girl from afar. Before the time is over and he returns to the place where man should have ended.

"Gue never did this".

Verel who saw the look on Yuda's serious face. Want not to believe. But if indeed who did that is not Judah then who.  From here Verel if he makes Della hurt just as much as the young man hurt himself.

"Trus who?".

Yuda looked at Verel seriously. Right now all he could trust was Verel. Honestly, he was confused, but certainly he would not let this problem dissolve. He also began to hear unpleasant whispers about Della.

"Gue don't know, but if I knew who it was, I'd be sure he wouldn't live quietly". Yudah said seriously. In his words implied a sense of anger and also seriousness.

"Gue must help Lo, but I hope Lo opens up to me". Verel patted Yuda's shoulder in encouragement. He will always be near this young man.

"Thanks". Yuda said briefly.

"Trus what's the problem with Lo's disease?". Yuda looked at Verel with a cold look. Until whenever he will never like if someone reminds him of the disease he is currently suffering from. He wants everyone to focus on themselves. Plus he did not intend to do treatment about the disease he suffered. He was only resigned to be able to quickly leave this cruel world.

"Do not know, justin". Sahut Yuda was relaxed. Verel looked at Yuda in disbelief. Why this young man could be so comfortable, did not he know that there were many things he could do to treat the disease that was currently slashing his body.

"Lo was that relaxed, don't think about how people who love the same Lo?". Tanya Verel growled.

"Is there anyone who loves me and cares about me?". Ask Yuda with a flat face.

"Dogs".Verel couldn't not curse. He felt sad and disappointed with the thoughts of Judah. Then according to the young man what the meaning of himself so far.

Yuda looked in wonder at Verel, he was confused and also surprised, why this young man could be so angry just because of his words. He thinks it's true 'he's not worth it, Della's gonna meet better people, and Verel's gonna meet a much better friend in the future.

"Lo's crazy, so Lo considers me the same Della what?, I don't think I'm crazy you're not sane". After saying that Verel left Yuda who looked at him with a confused look on his face.

"What am I wrong?". Ask Judah to himself.

When he was about to step up, he felt his nose as wet, and sure enough when his hands did not hold his nose, he could see the thick red liquid that was soaking his nose. He quickly cleared his nose, and walked towards the bathroom.

Meanwhile, the Dirgantara residence.

The house that was indeed from the beginning of the cold is now even colder. People who inhabit this house as if looking to the open of each. One-third of Dirga who now rarely go home because of his business is soaring, Celine who is also getting busy, and Aksa who plays more outside the home.

After the departure of the only daughter of the Aerospace family, this house has indeed become increasingly quiet, from the past who always whined for them to come home is Della.  In the past Della was the one who would faithfully wait for Dirga in the living room, prepare tea, and also ask a lot of questions. But look now no one is doing that anymore.

"Well, have you come home yet?". Aksa asked pepper one of the maids who opened the door when he had just arrived.

He educated his quiet home and away from the word warm.

"Not yet den, some days the master and mistress are rarely home". Reply to the waiter. He stared fearfully at the pepper of his young master.

"Kalo Della?". Ask Aksa unconsciously. It's like walking through the family room. Usually Della will be there watching and also waiting for the others to come home.

"Sorry, Miss Della is not staying here anymore". The servant's words resuscitated Aksa. Without another word he immediately walked towards his room.

Passing through every hallway that bears witness to how happy she used to be and close to her only sister. However, remembering what he did to his sister immediately made him realize that he was not worthy as a kaka. But for what he did to Della he had no regrets at all, let it be a valuable lesson for Della.

"That's very lonely". Aksa's complaint lay her body on her king-size mattress.

Dikantor Dirga is busy taking care of his work. Since he had not even rested, his body was tired as well as his mind.  He stretches his arms to stretch the muscles that have begun to feel stiff.

He stared at the family portrait on his desk. Examining one by one the faces that are drawn it. I don't know how long he hasn't laughed so loosely like the one in the photo. He could see the happy faces of his two children. Remembering that unconsciously his lips smiled even though thin.

He recalled the first time Della had been born into this world. How very happy and even willing to leave Sunday only because he did not want to be away from the daughter he had long dreamed of.

At that time he gave everything he had to Della, attention, treasure and also his affection. He used to be so happy when he came home from work there would be Della who ran and asked to be carried, asked to be read a storybook, and even accompanied by sleep. His sense of foreboding seemed to vanish as he could see the laughter of his beloved daughter.  And no matter where she started from as if she was starting to feel distant from her daughter, there was no longer Della who complained to her, no more Della who asked for her advice, and no longer was Della complaining to her. There is only Della the troublemaker, Della who can not be arranged, and Della who is increasingly far from him.

"Absounding". Said Dirga unconsciously.