I Love You Mr. Detective
Chapter 89. Re-work

They're outside, meaning Agha and Frank. Sitting on a hospital park bench with a can of colla in each hand, it just so happens that the weather is great for relaxing outside.

"It's quieter?" Ask Agha to the interlocutor whose traces of tears have not dried.

"What did my uncle bring me here?"

"You.. Lewis' girlfriend, right?"

Frank, who is usually relaxed and easy-going for the first time he is afraid to be honest about his relationship with Lewis, used to be proud to say he loved Lewis, but now in the presence of Agha, he can proudly say why he loved Lewis, the young man's mouth felt faint. Agha is too to the point to make Frank conclude that his interlocutor is not a person of high sympathy.

"Just get here your relationship, after Lewis realized later he did not stay here again, you can say goodbye to each other later" continued Agha again, sounding Frank sobbing, the young man returned to tears.

"But I love his uncle very much"

"He's a guy just like you, although his face is pretty like his mama's still he's trunked"

"Uncle-up"

"Shhuut, there's no point in persuading me. Even if you threaten suicide even if I don't care"

Agha stood up and left Frank still sitting with his stifled sobs, Agha's expression was very flat no intention for him to pity. Separated by forced love, Agha is the one who understands it best, but what should parents do if their child is gay? does this sound cruel or even natural?.

Now that Frank understands why Lewis is so afraid of his Papa, it turns out that the backbone figure is a firm person.

"What should I do?" Murmuring himself, he felt dizzy even his hair was messy by his own hands.

My eyes squinted as Agha sat her butt beside me, she was so close that it made me nervous, not only that, even her eyes were so deep in staring at me. "*What's the look at that*?" My inner.

"Dell" Calling her, Agha's voice sounded raucous suddenly eyes were staring sharply it into a shiny glare.

"Come back to me"

I reflexed away from her even almost falling on the end of the sofa, my hands suddenly cold even the sound of my heartbeat felt very tight. Seeing my reaction like that Agha looked at me with an apologetic expression.

"Don't joke, I don't want to!" My answer is clear, the memory of where he chose another woman compared to me his wife when it was suddenly drawn in my brain very clearly.

"I beg you"

"No, brother threw me away"

"I'm sorry Dell, what do I have to do to bring you back?"

"Don't do anything because I don't want to go back. My life has been better, so you should live your own life well too, marry again and do not plan about feelings" explained me, explained me, not wanting the things I experienced to happen to other people who would enter Agha's life later, I used to live for years with the feeling of being hanged by that man, she said, not only me but Silvie's sister also experienced it until the woman lost feeling by herself.

Tbc.