
Kayla hugged the tombstone listed by her mother's name and a photo of her mother. Sometimes he kissed the tombstone. His life was dark in an instant. As if there were no more lights.
"Darling, already. Let your mama calm down, you still have Papa."
Not that he is not sad, but here is a pain reliever. "For Papa's sake, please be strong for Papa. Papa only has you son."
Kayla turned her head, it's true that she still has a papa, but it hurts so much. "Pa, let's go home, let's go back to Indonesia. Kayla doesn't feel right here." The woman hugged Mr. Azraf so tightly. He was tired and chose to leave, his heart so sore as Hazel's hand was raised to his cheek.
"Dear, let's go home. We're starting a new life."
"There's something Papa should know." With the rest of the strength in his heart. Kayla told me everything. He didn't want to cover it up anymore, sometimes he looked at his mother. It's time he told me everything. His mother deserves to know and his father has a right to know.
"Hazel, Papa will take revenge."
Kayla clasped Azraf's hands together with dirty hands. "Pa, I don't want anything. Take Kayla away,"
"Honey, Hazel must be calculated." Be firm, Mr. Azraf. He was not afraid of Hazel, even though Hazel knew this city.
"No Pa, I don't want anything. I want to go, I don't want to get involved with him anymore. I hate it Pa."
Mr. Azraf hugged his daughter more tightly, Kayla's life suffered far more than she did. A lot of pain in it, a lot of crying and suffering. He promised to love Kayla, care for her and love her.
....
Three Days later.
A woman was standing by the window looking out at the scene, watching the rain flowing just as her tears were relentlessly flowing. He hugged both of his arms. His skin felt cold but his heart felt hot. These two days he is in a new place, a new atmosphere. But his heart still could not calm down, his heart could not touch and did not want to with a new atmosphere.
And all this time, a husband, a contract husband no longer contacted him, as if he were swallowed by the earth. Although his heart does not expect but as a husband status there is no harm in asking his wife, what else is humiliated in front of many others.
Crick
"Honey, breakfast is ready" said Mr. Azraf. His heart did cry, not that he had to dissolve in his cries. Now she has Kayla, only her daughter has strengthened her.
"Don't be like this, don't you love Papa?" mr. Azraf persuaded gently.
Kayla was touched, right, she had to live for her Papa. Now they only have each other.
....
And elsewhere.
Hazel kept thinking about Kayla, and she didn't call Kayla last night for three days, didn't go back to her mansion and she didn't see her father-in-law for three days.
His heart was so restless, day and night he always thought of Kayla, guilt was mounting, his work was neglected, he was unfocused. Adel, his wife is not dissolved in grief. Precisely the woman was shopping and she was grateful Adel no longer thought about the problem.
He complies, but he wants to meet Kayla. Her mother-in-law received a letter from the court. They'll be in court for another week.
"Hallo Bi, how are things in the mansion? How's Kayla doing?"
"What's? Not home?" His heart was like a crumb, he was afraid, afraid something happened to Kayla.
"I'll be there."
Hazel closes her call, then slips it into her pants pocket. He was about to leave the room, but when he turned to the door he met Adel.
"Where are you going? Meet with Kayla? Hazel you once said you never needed a child while you were with me, as long as you were with me. So I'm now asking for Kayla's divorce."
Deg
Like in a lightning strike, his heart seemed to stop beating. It was so painful and painful, as if it was not ready.
Adel dropped his groceries and hugged Hazel. She doesn't want to lose Hazel like her Mommy lost her Daddy. He will not let that happen, he will try to maintain his household.
"If you want a child, let's adopt."