The Hottest Family's
013 - A Little Bit Longer

There are far more terrible things than meeting someone who is hated. It was terrifying because it could appear at any time without being known to others.

It is intangible, but its existence can be very dangerous. Every time I would whisper to the owner of the body: I want to die.

I want to die.

I want to end this dark life.

I want to die right now.

All the whispers could only be heard alone and felt like a chain that was suffocating the neck very strongly.

"Ugh..." Dokja opened her eyes slowly. His head felt very dizzy. His breath was not regular.

"You okay?" jaeha asked who could see the sweat on Dokja's forehead. He knows that Dokja has been having nightmares to the point of delirious death with a very agitated face.

"I-i... I want to drink" Dokja said as she got up from her bed.

"Attent." Jaeha took a glass of water and gave it to Dokja.

"Thank you" Dokja said after sipping half a glass. His originally chaotic breath had now improved.

Jaeha took a glass and put it on the nightstand. He stared at Dokja intently. No words came out of Dokja's mouth, neither did Jaeha.

"Sorry." Jaeha suddenly hugged Dokja tightly. Making Dokja surprised and pushing her a little, but Jaeha flinch.

"What are you la-" Dokja's words were cut off.

"Don't turn me down" Jaeha said, making Dokja even more clueless.

"I don't know what you're thinking and what you're going through, but I do know that this can lessen your burden a little" Jaeha said in a soft tone. "I hope this helps.

"...." - ".Dokja. She doesn't like it when other people interfere with her life's problems, but Dokja doesn't know what to do with Jaeha. Somehow he couldn't get angry.

Dokja bit her own lower lip. The hug Jaeha gave her made her feel warm. Not only the body, but Dokja's heart also felt a warmth that he could not explain.

Dokja knows she is miserable, and Dokja knows that her life is very dark, but she does not need advice or instructions from others. He still has the brain to think and make plans. All he really needs is attention and understanding.

Dokja swallows her own saliva. Slowly his hands began to embrace Jaeha's back and hugged him more tightly like a child hugging his beloved doll.

Jaeha was a little surprised at first because Dokja wanted to return his embrace, but then he smiled without saying anything. Let Dokja hold her for as long as she wants.

Jaeha knew what it was like to be hurt, angry, and also lose the motivation to live. All of that was painful and painful. Every second there was a whisper to end his life.

When a person is in this low phase, all he needs is space to listen and the realization that he has a place to take shelter.

Unfortunately, not everyone understands this and often the opposite is true. Judging with harsh and hurtful words. They call it caring advice or advice. All of this only makes the condition worse.

There are times when a hug without judgment is far more soul-soothing than a strand of words that explains how many people will be saddened by your death.

Without feeling the tears Dokja pooled in his eye pelupuk. She closed her eyelids, letting tears fall down her cheeks.

"Hold a little longer" said Dokja, holding her head on Jaeha's shoulders. He hugged Jaeha tighter than before.

"It's okay, I'm here for you." Jaeha rubbed Dokja's back gently.

Dokja smiles.

A few minutes later, Dokja falls asleep on her own. Jaeha carefully laid Dokja down and covered him.

"Hopefully have a good dream" Jaeha said, gently rubbing Dokja's head. His face was now much more relaxed than before.

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