Take My Life
chapter 62's

Little Nathalia was devastated when she saw James lifting a large suitcase as if it was a sign that he would never return. It's only been a few hours since her father said goodbye.

"Dad..." Nathalia is stuck in the doorway trying to hold back James' departure, but what is the power when all the things she does not know must adorn her life arrive.

Nathalia turned to Darsha who was sitting at the dining table against the main door.

"Mother.. I beg you to arrest me..."  Little Nathalia begs Darsha to do something, but in fact Darsha is already like a statue. The woman did not flinch.

"Dad..." Nathalia ran back to the doorstep to see James had put on his shoes "dad don't leave me, I love you" James just fell silent stiff not intending to stare at the hysterical Nathalia.

The tears of pain and fear that Nathalia showed were unable to melt the hard hearts of her parents

Then he again shook his mother's body hoping that her mother would realize because soon James will leave them "mother. Father.. father.. father will go mother. Please hold my father mother.help me" feel desperate Dasha did not win over him Nathalia again ran towards James.

"Dad" james had already descended to the ground by grazing his suitcase, staring at the body of James who had slowly drifted away.

"DAD... BACK ME... DON'T LEAVE ME" Nathalia sat there crying hysterically at the sight of something she didn't want to experience.

"Whoever help me" said Nathalia shrieked from exhaustion crying

After a few days, their usual home felt comfortable. Now it has turned into a horrible place. Everything falls apart because darsha's new habit is to destroy everything when he gets angry.

Darsha looks pathetic. He would just sit on the dining table chair then arrive angry and destroy all the goods. Until little Nathalia had to cry in the room lamenting everything.

Until one day on his birthday on March one. In her sleep Nathalia felt someone stroking her hair. Nathalia opened her eyes and found her mother sitting beside her with a loaf of bread in hand.

"You hungry?" Ask darsha in a low tone.

"I. mother" Nathalia rose from her sleep and hugged her mother. Than hunger, he was more thirsty for his mother's attitude like this.

"Happy birthday dear" said Dasha returned Nathalia's embrace by stroking her daughter's blonde hair.

Nathalia is ordered by Darsha to be ready as soon as possible because they will be celebrating the girl outside.

"Mom, shouldn't we clean the house first" asked little Nathalia while putting up her shoes.

Dasha turned to Nathalia and looked at their house, which was like a broken ship, and sniffed her shoulders.

"Let mommy clean up later"

In the long journey darsha just silent staring behind the glass of this bus. "Where are we going?"

"..." - ".Darsha did not give an answer pura cuckolded his ears.

"We're going to meet dad?"

"Don't call \*\*\*\*\*\*\* that" the cold tone darsha has shown so that makes little Nathalia sad especially her father in such a dwarf.

They got off the bus and into the playground in the park. Little Nathalia was amazed to see how crowded people were and there were some clowns who were entertaining.

They are rarely taken to a place like this. Usually they just drive around town on their father's motorcycle. And Nathalia was very happy about it.

"Mother I want to play it" asked little Nathalia pointing to a game

Nathalia nodded then played as she pleased, enjoying the game. Start greeting some people. She includes a cheerful girl when only a few days ago she feels incredible sadness.

"Mom bought a drink first" said Darsha before leaving Nathlia who was still cool to bend and straighten his legs so that the swing continued to swing.

While the eyes round like the moon was staring straight ahead as if reluctant to let go of someone's departure. Yeah, there's Darsha in a blue dress that looks a little shabby, walking slowly away.

Little Nathalia turned her gaze, looking at the large number of people there, with ice cream and food in her hands. But not with him, he just enjoyed this beautiful sunny day by continuing to move his swing. He wanted to fly high as a bird to achieve freedom.

Time runs until now the sun seems to have tired to show his face, and the figure of darsha has not yet appeared, as well, while the light of mathari looks moody hiding behind the clouds and so hearty left little Nathalia who hugged both knees, not far from the swing while looking down with a face full of tears.

I don't know how long he cried, the place that had looked crowded and 'noise' now only a few people left slowly but surely the atmosphere was getting gripping. Most importantly, his face and eyes looked swollen.

No one cares about her, or just asks where this girl is going. They were too immersed in their world until their ears were too deaf to hear the cry of the little girl who was starting to get cold.

Until the sound of lightning struck made his body slowly shiver in horror and ran to find a hiding place under the embrace of shady trees.

"I.mom I'm afraid"...

The dark black sky seemed to be dragging all happiness. He volunteered to spread fear, not to mention the flash of light radiating across the sky displaying his wrath and then the thunderbolt made anyone shudder in horror.

Natural events that often occur, but still a scourge of fear for anyone.what else is this little girl under the shade tree.

He hugged himself, trying to find warmth and protection there. Because the spatter of the fiery rain faithfully slapped the earth.

Then a few drops of water that could not be held back by the weak leaves also conveyed the wetness to this girl so that the clothes of this little girl felt moist.

"Dad.." the girl kept chanting the words father and mother like a spell. I hope one of them will help him.

"Mother.." But there wasn't a single person there. There was only a speck of rain and the faithful street lamps lit up.

"Where is your mom? Hicks.."

"Dad do you know I'm here?" The poor girl's voice trembled withstanding the wind and fear greeted in the pitch-black dark of the night.

But Nathalia's memory changes just like that, when she receives the results of her mother's medical record and it says Darsha entered this hospital on March four

That meant...

"Try to accept all your childhood Mrs. So you can forgive him" the whisper was like it was gonna deliver Nathalia to another scene, a sembangan pseudo dark past changed to look at the picture one by one only Nathalia is not strong anymore then her eyes open, and her chest hurts.

Flash back off

"I have to how?" Tanya Nathalia was frustrated with a face of confusion due to the endless conflicts of heart.

"Lauro is living his horrible life because of me"

"He feels guilty because I am when the real wrong is me, I don't want anyone to hurt him anymore, not even with my ego" Nathalia hit her chest tight and tears of regret poured down her cheeks

"He deserves to be happy, I never should have felt for me, because everything was a mistake"

"What do you mean?" ask Emily doesn't understand

"My mother was willing to throw me away at that time, I was left in the park right on my birthday one March two thousand eight"

"The book of the accident on March fourth two thousand eight" Nathalia explained frustrated, why should Lauro enter the vicious circle of his life. When the man's life wasn't really happy before.

"If Lauro hadn't gotten into the disaster of my life, he would have been living with a good woman" a firm hand pulled Nathalia's body into his deck.

TB

Makasi continues to enjoy this work until now my dear 😘