My ex-Ipar Candidate
Calm Kala Fucked.
"Why did you call me?"
Nothing yet, Haidar opened the conversation so tightly. The call from the Assistant made his anger grow, since Haidar's return even asked Rury not to contact him first.
He closed his eyes, massaged the base of his nose and breathed his breath rough. Again and again he was demanded the responsibility that he should have done, the plan of his return that was not long as promising good things for his work.
"Then? If I don't call you, have you ever thought about coming back, Haidar?"
If only, Rury was within his reach, it would have been a curse and all the rage he put out at this time. He only asked Rury to understand if at this time he only wanted to escape from the tired world of entertainment.
"Well, can you shut up? This is the last time you called me, Rury. I'll come back when I want, you don't have to ask for anything else to force me."
Haidar pressed down on every sentence, he was holding back a really explosive anger. The day was too late, and his mood was still sinking in a frenzy. He hates, the universe seems to work together to break him.
During his time with Rury, Haidar always respected Rury as an older brother to him. Even very rarely he calls Rury just a piece of the name, even if there is a sign that he is in a blanket of extraordinary anger.
"Ehm, Brother understand, but don't allow yourself to be destroyed, Haidar. You forgot how hard you're building your palace right now?"
Such sentences often Rury said when Haidar was in the middle of the slump, the girl as much as possible to be a tranquilizer for the unstable man who was not too mature. Sometimes he is not able to distinguish what should be, some of the carelessness he did had a bad impact on himself.
"Huft, you know what, brother? Hm? Haha ... Even a little bit you don't understand how my mind is." Haidar laughs discordantly, disappointed he pinned, Rury who does support him sometimes do not understand the fall, which Riry knows is just rise from the opening.
"Sorry, go to sleep, it's late at night, you'll be sick, Haidar."
No matter how angry Haidar is, Rury still tries as gently as that, hoping Haidar will remain in good shape even though he knows at this time, his world is being shaken.
There was no reply from Haidar, the man turned off his phone unilaterally and threw the flat object into bed just like that. He does not need babbling and attention from anyone, what he needs right now is not that, but his love.
"Ck, I can't take too long like this."
Haidar moved with emotions that were controlling him, he came out of the room and now took a long step towards Gian's room which was only a few rooms away.
Tok tok tok tok
"Gian!! Open the door."
Disregarding the rules and decency, Haidar banged on Gian's bedroom door with energy that was now burning. Repeatedly and received no response from the owner of the room.
"Why!! You heard right?!! Open fast, sethan!!"
His chest was pounding, hot and his breathing was stirring. Intentions make Gian miserable tonight terbesit just like that and make Haidar lose his mind.
"Get out or this door will be destroyed, Gian!!"
His shout was quite loud, it was obvious that he woke up the tiger that was sleeping soundly on the first floor. Yes, Raka who was disturbed was furious instead of playing and approached her youngest son.
"You're crazy, Haidar?!!"
Raka hardened, his fist ready to go on that handsome face. However, again and again Raka is aware of her role as the most guilty person here, it makes Raka try to calm down and invite her son to talk carefully.
"Your brother isn't home, what are you looking for?"
Raka's explanation made Haidar speechless, again and again he was upset not playing. Kicking the wind and scrambling his hair rough, Haidar was frustrated with what he was now experiencing.
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"Where are you going?!!"
"Why did Papa stop me?" asked Haidar while looking at it for a moment, he went down the stairs so quickly, of course he was about to leave the house.
"Don't you dare get out of this house without Papa's permission, Haidar."
Raka's heavy voice can indeed stop the movement of his world, Haidar stopped stepping and closed his eyes. He could not deny the fear and submit to the figure of his papa was really uncontested.
"Back in your room, or tonight's the last night you set foot in this house, Haidar?"
Raka did not move, his voice echoed and made the son who is now standing on one of the stairs was only able to be silent, resigned and chose to give up for tonight.
"I'm so small that I'm scared like this?" asked Haidar in his heart, if he thought this was too much, even for such a threat he remained obedient.
"Go back, Haidar, tomorrow there's still time, right?"
Raka spoke so subtly when there was no resistance from the Son. Staring at Haidar who now turned around and climbed slowly, his heart smiled behind the flat face that became his mask.
"Sleep, your eyes look tired."
Brief, but somehow the sentence actually imprints so deep in the mind of a Haidar. Expensive remarks that maybe only this time he got after a few years he did not hear.
"Hm, good night, Pa."
Raka smiled at Haidar's sweet words even though the Son looked reluctant to look at him. If his two children can be embraced well, of course, there is no limit that is too high between parents and children, thought Raka while looking closely at the back of her son who began to move away.
There is nothing to regret, nothing to mourn. The distance itself was created along with Haidar's mindset that was so different from him. But still, the man was his son, although he did not express it in real terms through his lips, Raka certainly loved his two children greatly without any difference.
"You guys are precious, how can I be fine if you keep going like this, Haidar."
He spoke with his own eyes, again feeling as the cause of his mess Haidar. Even if Haidar's relationship with Gian is getting hotter as it is happening, how long will Raka last with the burden on his chest.
"It's very difficult" Raka said as she sighed slowly.
Tbc