NOT MY DARK LOVER
Handi

Parting with our loved ones is the hardest thing we face, but shouldn't everyone be parted? Do not deny that sometimes someone takes a long time to run from the sense of loss.

So too with Sandy.

For five years now he has tried to be patient not to be found with Franda the woman he still considers as a lover, all efforts are made to find information about Franda's whereabouts.

Hiring a dependable detective, create a fake account and then add a friend friend Franda as a list of social media contacts, in the hope that the photo post Franda can be seen from there, but all ended up in vain, it was precisely the account he closed eliminating traces of activity in it.

Darwin really closed the blame for Handi to get information about Franda.

Until one day without accidentally, Handi met Doctor Lisa in her room. Tired of waiting for Doctor Lisa happened to be operating on a patient, his hands were very itching to open the desk drawer intending to find a piece of paper to write a message he would come home to arrive there was a sudden job. Accidentally his eyes looked at the yellow map Elfranda's name written there, pulling the map from the other pile. Then open the data reading medias record which is quite surprising for Handi.

Franda was not in good shape but the woman was still alive. Handi was a little relieved, someday he will try to meet Franda.

This damn doctor turns out to be the same. Working together to hide Franda from him, even this female doctor is still listed as the doctor who handles Franda. Ahhh, Handi felt stupid because of that.

Tok tok!!!.

The sound of knocking on the door from the outside blew away the daydreams of Handi. Soon he tidied up a photo of Franda that he just received from the detective he rented quietly followed to where the Franda family lived. Tumben once tonight there's someone visiting his study

"Come in".

The door opened wide, a small child emerged from behind the door carrying a cup of hot chocolate milk smiling sweetly to Handi. The little girl's hand held the glass tightly with her two tiny hands for fear of falling. He felt a little blistering due to the reflection of heat from the glass.

The little ones know how to sacrifice.

"Dad. Narra makes milk warm chocolate for dad." Narra raised a glass filled with milk towards Handi who was still sitting in the work chair.

"Who attacked you?" answer Sandy coldly. He was surprised to see Narra coming so badly.

"No, Narra made this milk himself.Try me." Narra said slowly. There was hope his father would accept.

There was not a single moment of movement from Handi to see the princess deliver milk to him. This man did not like milk, but did his heart not stir because this little girl had been struggling to bring a glass of milk for him? Yes, it was not at his request, but Handi saw clearly Narra's small steps shaking in fear of the glass falling. Just looking at it is not.

"Dad, don't like milk?" Narra was undaunted to remain standing firmly beside his father's work chair. His hands clenched the glass tightly.

"Just say what you want to say? It's too late little kids are not good at delaying sleep too long."

"Narra, you want me to come home tomorrow from school. Do you have time?" asked Narra innocently not knowing stale.

Handi sighed tiredly "Nothing, I'm a lot of work" for the time being he wasn't lying. Position as the largest in charge of the family company, demanding this man must be extra powerful to stop his work.

"Yes already." Narra is disappointed "This husband is for father, so that his work spirit father drink father,"

"No. Drink it yourself." replied Handi. Unaware, there are ingredients that should not be consumed by children in the milk.

Narra innocently drank the milk until it was finished in one gulp. The mother once advised not to throw good food drinks in vain. Be milk that must be consumed by adults already entered meyatu with early age blood like Narra.

"When I have time, I'll pick you up someday. Now go to your room and sleep."

Hearing that Narra was happy, his eyes held a hope there.

When her age child hopes to be bought a toy by her father, Narra hopes for something simple from the man before her at this time. Just dropping off to pick him up, so he can tell what the father looks like to his friends.

During this time Narra kept quiet if his friends told each other about their father.

"Daddy promise, will you?" Narra girang.

"Hum, it's out there. I still have a job." replied Handi remained cold.

"alright. Don't forget to rest too. Later there is black black near the eyes of the father, mother said it's a sign that the father is sleep deprived." Narra counsels the father with his abilities.

"Yes, you're a fucking puffer."

Without much demand anymore Narra walked hugging the empty glass in his stomach "Good night dad."

The door closed, Handi walked to snatch the body of kofa available at the end of the room.

"Frand. Just because I miss you so much, I never think about my son at all. I busy time with working continuously to try to reduce my longing, I never even took time for my son." muttered Handi monologue himself.

Blood is thicker than water. However Narra is Handi's flesh and blood, he still has a sense of affection even though it is not enough to measure a father's affection for his child.

"Hahh, I'd rather just sleep here It feels so lazy to have a bed with him." Handi walked up to pick up pillows and blankets from the closet and lay her body on a large sofa enough to accommodate one adult.

Surrounding the sky of the roof, until now there is no love in the heart of Handi for Marva.

Their marriage was empty. Handi did not disobey the mother of his son, just cold indifference and indifference to fortify the love between them.

Handi does not dispute Marva's work, let her fund her own life. Most importantly, Handi is always on time to pay Narra tuition, without ever seeing a valuable star in Narra's workbook. Buying all the needs for Narra, even then he is not the one who bothers to buy but already the assistant's permanent task. Pay the hospital money if the child is rushed to the hospital without ever visiting or taking turns to look after Narra. He bought a bicycle, but never took the time to teach Narra how to ride a bicycle.

Handi measures his affection with the material, that's all.

"Ah." Handi clucked in annoyance. Instead of falling asleep, the shadows of Marva and Narra flashed through his head.

Feeling not sleepy at all, Handi took a sleeping pill that he stored in the medicine box and swallowed it.

May the figure of Franda who comes to approach the dream realm, not Marva or Narra.

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Thanks to those who stopped by. Sorry if my story is unsatisfactory..