Hacking Flavors
Unconscious

"Go? Can't you just stay here, Lan?" Pinta Nila was caving to me.

My heart was tormented, as I caught the sadness in his voice. But I reaffirmed my stance. And finally I said a sentence that I hope can remove all the feelings of love that should not be in the heart of Nila at this time.

"There's nothing holding me back from leaving this house, Nile. Your mother is the only reason I came to this house. So now that she is gone, I feel like I should stay away from this house, Nile," I replied with a gaze that looked straight into Nila's eyes.

A second later, Nila anchored her body to my chest. I was shocked and pushed him away. But Nila hugged me so tightly.

"Don't.don't get out of here, Lan.. Can't you start learning to love me now? Or... Or can you consider me as your replacement? I'm willing, Lan..!" Pinta Nila was so happy.

My chest really feels tight. I wish I could return Nila's embrace. Because after all my instincts as a father certainly will not bear to see his biological daughter crying grieve like now.

That's how I think my feelings are right now. I want to give you everything Nila needs. I want to give you everything Nila wants.

But again and again my heart strengthened my resolve. Especially when I remember that my departure was intended well for Nila.

It is possible, with our not meeting too often later, Nila's feelings will slowly be eroded by the spinner of time. And Nila will no longer love me with the wrong feeling.

"I have to go, Nile. I have to move on with my life. And by being close to you, it will only remind me of your mother, Nile. To be sure, Laila will never be replaced at any time," my narrative assures Nila.

I felt as Nila shook her head over my chest

"No! Please, Lan. don't go. I'm afraid to live here alone. I need someone to accompany me now, Lan.." Pinta Nila was so pushy.

With all my strength and gentleness I had, I released the winding of Nila's hand on my body. And I made it.

I looked closely at Nila's face which had now turned red like a crab that had just been boiled. The red color obtained by Nila after crying for quite a long time since this morning. When the doctor told me about Laila's death.

"Nila, please hear me out (please listen to me)!" Pinta me with an urgent tone.

"Your mother will not be happy in her new world, if she sees you as weak as this, Nile. If you need someone. Look for someone who truly loves you sincerely. Marry that man. And the obvious. I'm not that man, Nile. My heart is already too full to be filled with your Mama's name" I replied reassuring Nila.

Back I caught the disappointment in my daughter's beautiful bead. And that almost undermined my resolution.

Lucky Mark then came out and greeted us.

"Bao.. Nile... What are you doing?" Mark asked who was looking at me with a questioning look.

I then took off my grip on both of Nila's shoulders. Next I pulled Mark's shoulder to get closer. Then I hugged both of them tightly.

I told Mark and Nila, "Thank you for letting me spend the rest of my time with your Mama" I said.

Meanwhile, even a line of words I drilled in my heart.

'La, I will keep my promise to you, Yang.kamu calm down there yes, ' I whispered to the empty air in front.

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After the funeral, Lala immediately returned to the city where she currently lives and works. The location turned out to be a location with where Mark lived.

"Be careful," I said briefly replying to Lala's farewell speech.

Lala gave me a judging look. Indeed, this was our first meeting. Lala may be wondering who I really am. And why do I seem so familiar with Mark and Nila. Moreover, I live with Nila and the late Laila in this house.

Even so. I didn't say anything to settle Lala's curiosity about me. Anyway what's the need for her? This could be our last meeting, right? Although, well, I like Lala's mature personality as well.

Mark's kulik, which gave Lala a meaningful vision.

Finally when I knew for sure that Mark would not hold Lala away, I offered Lala a proposal.

"Why don't you stay here last night? Follow Nila. He may still be very sad if you go straight away, La," I told him.

Mark looked at me confused. But Nila like her was happy with my proposal. He just grabbed Lala's hands and held her tightly.

"Yes, La. You're staying over again, huh, tonight?" Pinta Nila.

"But.."

Lala glanced back at Mark. But Mark looked off guard and looked directly at the other direction.

'Hmm. 'circumstances began to form in my mind regarding the real relationship between Mark and Lala. But for that, I have to make sure again for some time.

"Come, La. I really need to confide in this. We're gonna pillow talk tonight?" Please Nila come back.

Pillow talk is a habit to talk before going to bed. Her usual done by teenage daughter with her close friends, while hugging a pillow/roll.

After some time thinking, Lala finally agreed to Nila's request.

"OKAY. I'm staying over tonight" Lala said in the end.

Nila immediately hugged Lala.

"Thank you, La!" Nila was very happy.

I smile. When I saw the smile again adorn my daughter's face. Indeed indeed. A friend to share the story is what is needed by Nila, at this time.

Everyone needs at least one vent place to share grievances.

Like a teapot that is always filled oenuh. So occasionally he needs a cup to be his friend share the contents that have filled the teapot.

Because if allowed to continue without a single friend, then the teapot at any time can spill its contents. And finally it's a mess.

"Sama-sama, Nile," Lala replied in a calm tone.

"Then. We're going inside now yuk?" Take Nila later.

The two men immediately went back into the house. Leaving me and Mark staring at the two with different eyes.

My lyrics Mark. And like her who is the focus of her attention at this time is a beautiful woman who is now smiling soothingly towards Nila.

"Ehem!" I'm thumping fast. Trying to resuscitate Mark about my whereabouts next to his current one.

Mark was immediately shocked so shocked. He immediately joined in berdehem also in order to release the awkwardness that was created accidentally.

Watching Mark's nervousness, I chuckled a little.

'Why does Mark remind me when I first knew Laila? I didn't realize I liked Laila. And just like him, Mark is the same. She seemed to have not realized her true feelings towards Lala, ' I muttered to the extent that Mark was in front of me.

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