
❄goodbye
I was still carrying her body that was trembling in fear. If you know this fear why you still dare to act differently?😒.
I stopped right in front of the warehouse behind the house. There's no lighting here at all. Isn't this a great place to make this damned girl reflect on all her folly as well as her mistakes.
I threw his body from my sling right into that very dark warehouse. Without caring about the pain ringing from his lips.
"Try pondering all your mistakes and your fucking family in this place, because your consciousness is still lacking, do you think a dark place like this is more creepy and painful than my sister's place now?my sister is now in your homeland dark and uncomfortable and it's all because of that damn guy your father's status,I want to know how he reacted when he found out that his daughter also felt the same way, grateful that you did not bury me in a state of still breathing, he said,but just look if your behavior still does not know myself I will not hesitate to bury you alive."very long huh? I don't care because that's what's right now in my heart.
I closed the door and went inside the house to get a drink from the fridge.
" It's so hot" I said, drinking the water in the bottle but it still made me angry. Facing the girl is very emotional and makes us feel the fire that is burning.
I walked to the front of the television and turned on the TV to just watch an interesting channel. It's too early to see how things are.
Normally I would be a little interested in the story of the bald one but this time I was really not interested at all. Why am I even thinking about that damned girl right now?.
"Ah leave it alone, too early to see it," I said again throwing away my mind.
But stupidly I stood up to grab a flashlight in the closet and walked toward the back shed. Oh yes I just want to see him reflect, want to watch without any other intention.
I opened the door of the barn violently and pointed the flashlight inside and he was already crying like a fool there. A crybaby can only cry.
"Hiks, forgive me lord hix, forgive me, I apologize torment," he prostrated himself before me. What the hell is he doing? Kneel like that for what? He thinks I'd be happy if he behaved like that?.
Not to mention what happened to her hair? Why is it so messy? And, what blood was on his forehead? I just left it for a second already. Fucking girl paok.
"What are you doing stupid?" I asked to get closer to him and check his forehead which was really injured at the moment. Why can yah? I only left a few moments ago injured like this.
"Hiks, forgive me lord hiks, I must how to make you feel better hix, forgive me."instead of answering my questions he constantly apologized and prostrated himself at my feet to apologize.
Stop being stupid and get up now!"I stood watching him who was trying to stand up but couldn't. What happened to this stupid girl. Did he act so that I would have mercy on him?.
"Akhh," Her ringis fell as she tried to get up but still fell back.
"Basar bother just usually," I said annoyed and then raised his body natural bridal style. I don't mean anything else I just don't like to smoke in that dark place so I want to lift her up. Don't misunderstand me.
At first glance I saw him wipe his tears many times while in my sling. Not to mention he also bit his lips at this moment. Maybe to hold back his crying. Why do you like to cry? Lately crying also includes the arrival of the hobby category well?.
"Be quiet!dare to move you I finish."he immediately did not dare to move when he heard my threat. Where the hell are you going anyway? Already know he can not rise still want a postage.
I came out of the room and walked towards him with a p3k box in my hand.
I sat down right in front of him and started to clean the wound on his forehead with a cotton swab filled with alcohol.
"Hiks, let me be sir, forgive me, I am sorry, sir," she said still crying, though she sometimes tried to hold him by closing her mouth and occasionally biting her lips. But her tears could not stop flowing.
I choose to ignore it. I'm still getting treatment on his forehead. Why would it hurt like this? I only left it for a moment.
"Hiks." The cry still escaped occasionally from his mouth. I really don't have the heart to see a girl cry. Because I'll remember Dyva's very crybaby face. It is easy to cry even when he is angry.
"What's the pain until you keep fighting that?"ask me with stupid. Well it must hurt that the wound looked a little bad. Why are you astan?.
He only replied with a nod and tears that were still sliding like rainwater that never subsided.
"Be quiet, I don't like to see a girl fussing like this" I said blowing her wound and covering it with cotton wool as well as her cotton-holding Flaster.
Stupidly I feel like an ABG today let alone remember what I said earlier. Whahuh? I don't like to see girls cry like that? Why does it sound so tacky?It's very embarrassing anyway.
He nodded again but still his tears could not be invited to compromise. Because when he says he won't cry that's where his tears come down so hard.
Why am I feeling sorry now? My heart hurts to see him cry like that. He looks like Dyva when he's crying.
And let's just say I'm a stupid, inconsistent guy because I don't know why I stupidly pulled his body into my arms and haven't been there yet. This damn hand why even patted his back slowly. Why the hell with me? Not in sync with my heart at all.
She ended up crying loosely in my arms it was so painful to hear that. He sounds desperate right now.
I don't want this pity. I just wanted to take revenge on him instead of falling like this.
You fucking girl. Why would he bring me into conflict with myself?
SERIATE...
duhhh sorry well if a lot of his typo. The reason is that the marathon is pursued by heheh task deadlines.
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