IT'S NOT MY FAULT TO LOVE YOU
You have a final request?

Tristan's tears dripped slowly on the handsome man's smooth cheeks. Her heart really hurt imagining her mother's fate. How could anyone so long as he treated others badly, even when he was a corpse was still treated unfairly like that.

" Did that man know?.." Ask Tristan slowly.

" I don't know, but they just came together. They say, there's a brother sir who needs a mistress's eye, that until I don't sign the donor's eye, they say you'll take you.." Grandpa Inah answered still sobbing.

Goddamn it, so you know it. You told them to fuck. I will destroy all of you, all of you will cry blood asking for my forgiveness.

Tristan's reddened eyes held back the tightness, the man's hands were already clenching hard. The man repeatedly opened and closed his eyes, exhaling his breath only to strengthen himself.

This is what made my mother suffer all this time. Mama always come to my dream, mama did not let your limbs be taken without my mother's permission?

On the other hand, Kimy closed his mouth tightly with both hands. The beautiful girl heard all the conversations of Nak Inah and Tristan.

At midnight, Kimy cries in his room, the girl remembers the grandmother of Inah. He remembered that Grandpa Inah was sick from the fall, and quickly the girl moved to see the old woman's condition. He did not want if Grandma fell again, considering that the old woman was no one to accompany him.

As Kimy walked into Inah's room, he saw Tristan standing at the door of the old woman's room. Kimy stopped his steps, he wanted to see what the crazy man was going to do. Slowly the girl saw Tristan go inside, with Kimypun's slow steps approaching the door. Kimy saw that the door of the room was not closed perfectly, making him hear what the two of them were talking about from inside.

" Since you've been so presumptuous to bring that girl inside here.." Tristan replied coldly. Those were the first words Tristan had Kimy heard. The girl was still there to listen to their conversation.

Kimy tried to hold back his cries by shutting his mouth using both hands. The girl felt what the man felt. His heart was also saddened to hear Nek Inah tell me why Rahma Mama Tristan committed suicide. And his tears fell, when he heard Grandpa Inah say that the inhumane people took organs from the woman Kimy had never known.

And what makes Kimy so limp helpless is knowing the fact that his mother Sarah became one of those heartless people. How could his mother have behaved that way.

So Tristan's mother, who had been in her dreams, had died by suicide. What a pity for him, he must have suffered so much all this time. And now he knows an even more painful fact.

Kimy walked slowly away from the place, the heart of the girl also hurt feeling betrayed by the attitude of her mother. Sarah, who she knew so well, could do such a thing, was beyond Kimy's expectations.

Sorry mami Tristan, sorry. I'll make up for all my mama's mistakes, whatever you want from me. I'll do it, as long as I can make up for all my mama's mistakes, I won't run away again.

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Brak!!!!!

Tristan slammed the girl's bedroom door. Kimy, who was sleeping, was shocked. The girl woke up, she saw Tristan standing in the doorway with red eyes and looking at Kimy hatefully.

In the end, you will still hate me Tristan. Sorry, do what you want to do to me. If it makes you feel better.

Kimy looked at the man with teary eyes full of pity. The girl did not feel afraid at all with the man's gaze, the gaze that usually made her guts shrink, now actually made her pity.

Tristan closed the door of the room violently, the man looked chaotic. He walked over to the girl, in the man's right hand was a bottle of alcohol. Sometimes Tristan walked while continuing to straighten the drink.

" You haven't slept bitch?.." Tristan said in a hoarse voice because apparently the man had started to get drunk.

Degs.. Kimy's heart trembled, like a knife. Bitch again, that word hasn't been said in a long time.

" I can't sleep.." Kimy tried to calm down.

Tristan got closer, until the man's body was right in front of the girl. Tristan placed the bottle of drink in his hand on the small table next to the bed, the man grabbed Kimy's face, cupped her with both hands. Kimy looked up at the man. The two men meet.

Why should you be Kimy, why? Tristan stiffened his jaw.

I'm sorry!!! That's all Kimy said in his heart. Maybe an apology is not enough.

" You made me want to hurry up and finish you bitch.." Tristan said slowly. Kimy just gulped a rough saliva.

" You have a last request?.." Asked the man while sniffing Kimy's pretty face. Kimy shook his head.

" Is there really no? You don't want to say hello to your parents or your fucking lover?.." Tristan said with a trembling voice, holding back the anger. Kimy shook his head again.

" why? Why were you born of that damn woman.." Tristan asked with reddened eyes, Kimy could no longer hold tightness in his chest. The girl's tears were dripping slowly on her beautiful face.

" Why are you living with those criminals." that crazy man Kimy knew, finally shed his tears. The man's defense was shattered, for the first time he cried in front of others.

" Sorry.." Kimy said, which Tristan did not hear.

Tristan slammed his body to the side, the man closed his eyes slowly and he fell asleep. Kimy turned to look at the man, the girl tilted her body to face Tristan. The girl continued to look at the man with feelings that could not be explained. I don't know where the hatred that the girl felt all this time, compassion defeats everything. Whether compassion can turn into love, I don't know.

In the morning, Tristan opened his eyes. He saw the ceiling, but it was not his room.

Where'sme?

" Are you awake?.." A familiar voice made Tristan turn to the origin of the voice. Kimy was still in the same place, with the same position staring at the man gently.

" What are you doing?.." Tanya Tristan coldly.

" You were drunk last night, you came here.." Answer Kimy. Tristan got up, the man sat his body. He rubbed his head which felt heavy.

" You slept really well last night, didn't you have any more nightmares?.." Ask Kimy. Kimy's question kept the man quiet for a moment.

Right, I didn't dream of my mom last night.

Mama! mama!

Tristan closed his eyes and tightened his jaw. The man quickly stood up from his sitting position. Tristan walked out of the room, he didn't want to linger with Kimy.

" Daffa?.." Tristan's footsteps came to a halt, as Kimy called him by that name. The man stared without turning his face.

" Who is Daffa?.." Ask Kimy. Tristan looked at it. The man closed his eyes at a glance, then he turned to walk towards Kimy. Tristan grabbed the girl's chin, and gripped her firmly.

" Don't you say that name, damn it. How do you know that name?.." Tristan asked with an angry face.

" You're often delirious about calling that name.." Answer Kimy.

Who is Daffa really? why doesn't he like me saying that name.

Tristan's hand went down to the girl's smooth neck, she began to tighten her grip. The girl was getting harder to breathe.

" You don't think I can kill you bitch!! Never provoke my fucking anger.." Tristan jerked his hand, making the girl fall back.

" From now on, get ready to live your days painfully.." Tristan said as he stood tidying up his clothes and walked out of the room.

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