Let's, Divorce
The Part 68
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For more than thirty minutes Andra hugged Viana, she asked nothing about everything that happened to the woman, she let the wife cry while talking to herself which was sometimes not understood by Andra, because he knew Viana just wanted to be heard and embraced. The problem of the solution and the middle way let them think again when Viana is completely calm.
"Want to eat? let me feed ya," Andra bargained for as she remembered the last time Viana had eaten with her.
"I'm scared, my hands hurt, lots of scissors and-,"
"Sssstt, there's only me like you, yeah, there's nothing else. There's water, you want a drink?" Andra immediately cut Viana's words that still remembered the incident that happened to her this afternoon.
All were still so attached to Viana's brain, one by one the creepy objects in the room were still clearly as if it continued to spin in the corner of her eyes that she imagined they would all go into her stomach.
"Fear!"
Viana grabbed Andra's back shirt while forcing her face to sink into the niche of her husband's neck. Not to mention the tremendous pain that he had never felt before as if a code of rebellion from his own son, he should be aware of it, but Viana just foolishly continued to move on.
Andra gave water to Viana to drink little by little, then after lay down again because the clock has shown time in the third of the night.
"Sleep again yes, tomorrow we talk," Andra said as Viana's hand did not also remove her hand from the shirt.
"Don't go, I'm afraid" Viana replied, pleading with her eyes.
"I'm not leaving you, believe me."
There was no answer from Viana whether it was a nod or a headband, but the look in her eyes was indeed other than usual, she was really scared to the point of being anxious and worried so felt by Andra.
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The next day, those who were both in the hospital room did not want anyone to come first as requested by Andra, he wanted to talk to each other and make Viana comfortable with him.
"Dad-," said Viana who immediately lowered her head.
"Father is waiting for you, her beautiful daughter and her powerful future granddaughter" Andra said as she put her chin up so they could look at each other.
"Everyone must hate me, this person in front of you is evil, Ndra. I'm the would-be killer of their grandchildren, I have no right to be apologized," said Lirih Viana, who began crying again, regretting as if it was meaningless because she knew that her mistake was so fatal yesterday.
"Nobody has the right to judge you, Vi. Even if there is, they only advise you not scolding you. Everyone has their reasons for doing something, and so do you. And, may I know what made you come there?" lure Andra, he hopes Viana will be a little open to him.
Now all they need is to understand each other because comfort is not just enough to listen to which sometimes even becomes the wind then, enter the right ear out the left ear. The real comfort is when what we say is understood and understood and then given a solution.
"Reason?" ask Viana the truth for herself.
Andra nodded, she grabbed Viana's hands for her to hold them as gently as possible with her touch.
"I'm just scared, scared of myself and the people around me" Viana replied.
"I'm never okay, Andra. I'm tired, I want to pull away from this new world" continued Viana, whose eyes now began to glaze over.
"theworld? what's the new world you mean?" ask Andra who did not understand what his wife said just now.
"You came without my permission, made me a wife when I was not satisfied to be a child and without my consent you also forced me to be a mother even though I just did not understand my previous role."
Andra took a breath, she even became so difficult to exhale when she heard all of Viana's complaints about her status all along.
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Of the many women, why should I be the one you destroyed? why should I also be targeted just for the sake of a relationship that never finds a solution?