I Rent My Rahim To My Stepbrother
#part38

Hazel leaned her body against the back of the door, one leg bent with one hand on her knee and the other side of her leg stretched out, crying stupefiedly, bitterly, tight, sore, sick, everything mixed together like a thickened dough.

When the sun rose, he woke up feeling claustrophobic, living his days in pain. When the sun goes down, he goes through the night with a sigh of agony. He tried, trying to suppress his feelings. He is not a good husband, he failed, he used to easily say love and did not move to another heart, he failed. Now that he loves someone else, he doesn't want to hurt Kayla, but in reality he hurts Kayla. It feels so crowded.

Arahk!!!

While Adel, he leaned on the end of his bed, bending both knees. He was very scared, afraid of losing Hazel. She was afraid, her husband left her.

All that fear was like a ghost trailing his body. "Hazel, man,"

"It hurts!!!"

Tonight, the night in a pair of people who used to love each other, is now in a storm. Both of them were crying withstanding the pain in his chest. All the stories they created are now like paper torn and carried away by the wind.

....

At exactly 02:00 p.m., Hazel walked into his room and saw his wife on the floor. She carried Adel's body onto the bed and covered him. There was a sense of regret in his heart of not being able to be a good husband. He had denied a sincere love for his wife. "I'm sorry, I'm gone, not that I don't love you. But I went to make amends. You know, actually I feel heavy, my life is hard."

Hazel leaned over, she kissed Adel's forehead and picked up her suitcase, then pulled. For a moment he turned around and continued his steps.

After the sound of the door closing both eyes was opened, again his tears flowed in both corners of his tears. He tilted his body, curled up and cried. She cried all night, but while listening to footsteps, she pretended to be asleep, wanting to see Hazel's reaction. But his guess is wrong, Hazel apologizes to him and says redeeming her fortune. Blame her as too selfish wife? No wife sees her husband love another woman.

"Gazel ...."

....

"Mama, Ghava is cooking." Ghava took the flour, then poured it into a small basin and tiny hands took an egg, then put it into the basin.

Using a small fist of his tiny hand, Ghava hit the furthest, eventually not just the dough, but some fragments of eggshells were mixed.

"Ghava!!" peekik Kayla's.

"Yes Mam, Ghava help Mam."

Kayla wanted to cry, not to help but to add to the work. While a man who looked far away saw the mother and child laughing amusedly, how not amused? Kayla was so shocked to see Ghava breaking eggs in a basin mixed with flour.

And a tiny hand stirred him. Since he did not want to ban it, it feels funny to see the debate again.

"Ghava what are you doing? Oh baby, this isn't dough but chicken shit. Ghava, you want to add to Mama's work?"

"Mama should thank you, Ghava is good at helping you." Ghava thrust his batter. "Ghava is done for him, Ghava wants to play."

Ghava got off his chair and approached Rio. "Om Rio, let's play. Ghava didn't want to help Mama, Mama was helped and yelled."

Rio stroked Ghava's head. "Kayla, have fun." His ejek saw Kayla's grieving gaze that looked funny in her eyes.