MY FORMER DARK LOVER
Deteriorated In Stains

The divorce is flowing rapidly through the cheeks. Hair's messy, don't know where the ribbon is. Hasty walk into the house. Collapsed world over the body. What other burden is this? Why should it be related to the Bayu mas continue.

"Jihan, what happened to you?" Mother asked.

Passing through him who was busy sweeping the floor. His call was not I'm a copris. Keep moving to get to the room immediately. I kept on warm.

Brak, I'm slamming the door. The bag slammed as hard as you could, trying to vent all the frustration. The remembrance of his hands that continued to ravage this body one by one, made me sick and disgusted at my own body.

I turned the air shower around to knock the crew. The water felt so hard on the head. Cold neglected. Want to complete all the anger that is embedded in the soul. The torn clothes remain in use. The running water seems to have been flushed down the last few days. The tears are getting louder, like the unstoppable bath water that has soaked the entire body.

The shadow of his face increasingly wanted to make a scream. Sponges that have been established by liquid soap, I rub firmly into all parts of the body, even though it is blocked by clothes. From the tip of the head to the eyes of the feet continue to be rubbed rough. Skin until flushed. It feels disgust is still attached, so whatever I do does not stop the attitude of wanting to clean up.

"Abkkhhhhh!" screams loudly.

Tears are like a rushing sump suddenly out of control again. All the bath equipment rough.

"Diamond ... Jehan. Hc .. tok. Open, Son! What's wrong with you?" Mother's voice is worried.

No matter what his calling. Still want to finish all chest tightness. Sedentary body. Hugging their own body. Burrowing head. Hands covering faces.

"Why do you have so much, Mom? What wrong? Why did you ruin my life?"

"After parting, instead of you repenting, my life was ruined. Why ... why, you have this kind of heart?" rancau hearts increasingly nyesek.

"Ohhhhh!" I shouted once more.

Klek ... klek, the sound of the door like someone is opening.

"What happened to you, Jihan!" Mother's voice was shocked.

It seems like the spare key is still neatly stored, so now it can be easy to enter to see my condition.

Still sitting position with the water continues to wander non-stop.

"Hey, Jihan. What's wrong with you?" Father came closer.

No more cold, maybe the faucet has been turned off. Mom held my shoulder.

"Jihan, let's tell us what's going on with you. Why are you so screwed up like this, "Forced me to raise your head too low.

Only the tears answered everything. My mouth was too small to answer their questions.

"Tell us what's going on? Tell me? Don't be afraid, there we are!" force Father.

Heads gnawing strongly. The former bath water that had waded, making the droplets splatter their faces.

"Yes, Son. Don'tbeafraid. Your clothes are torn like this, there must be something big going on with you, so tell me what you're going through."

"From your cries, you know who did this."

His chin was lifted. The sharp gaze, which seemed like he wanted to read the look on his face and eyes of anger was full of sadness.

"Who is it, sir?" nyolot I'm impatient.

"Business, Buk."

"Now tell us honestly. Did Bayu do this?" Strictly he asked.

No nodding or shirking expressions. Only a trickle of tears shed more and more out of the eye fertilizers. Long time father staring sharply.

"B*ngs*t, it turns out to be true. Tell me what he's doing?" He began to feel emotion by amplifying his voice.

"Good, Sir. Don't accuse."

"I'm not accusing, this is reality. Ask your son what the ex is doing."

His hands were already clucked in his waist. The face rubbed rough, seemed to want to vent all the irritation.

"Is what your father said right? Say ... say it now," The body has been violently swayed, so that I can confess as soon as possible.

In order not to make them more curious and worried, then the head began to nod slowly with the face staring down the floor.

"Oh my God, son. What did he do until you fucked up like this?"

"He touched me, Mom?" The more broken the crying.

"What?" Both parents were shocked.

"You didn't say anything wrong, did you?" Father still can't believe it.

"Make what Jihan lied to. No luck, sir."

"Aaaah, really b*ngs*t tuh people. Just watch out, I'll make a calculation with him," Beliu repeatedly hit the wall.

"Yes, Sir. Make him tick and kapok. It was furious that our son was made this way. Divorced but still brazen to touch Jihan."

"Now you stand up and calm yourself first. Take him, Buk. We will solve that problem. The accursed man will get the reward for doing harm to you."

I heard you start to hold back your emotions. Want to immediately evaporate everything, but lose the same situation when Bayu is not with us now.

"Come, come with me now."

I patiently pulled me out of the bathroom. The towel was immediately given and wrapped around my entire body. The wet hair he immediately shake, so that it can dry immediately. The clothes had been taken by him and deftly helped to remove. The description of the aimata is non-stop, even I saw it had shed tears as well.