
The cry had already tried hard he could bear, but his fragile heart immediately imagined the beautiful face. Right now she desperately needs warmth as a tranquilizer and self-reinforcing. But there was no place to lean for her, only pain and fear of hatred lingered in her heart.
A few minutes earlier, Jesika woke up from a deep sleep. His black bead circulates the view to the ceiling of a dimly lit room. Feeling her throat dry, Jesika got out of bed. Seeing that the side of the empty nightstand was not water, Jesika set foot carrying his lunglai body and sleepy eyes out of the room.
His feet were already in the kitchen room standing in front of the freezer, opening the door and reaching for the water bottle. The door was closed with a small fist of her slender hips. Flipping the body back to the refrigerator while the flickering finger turns the bottle cap open. Pasting the lip of the bottle to her pink lips and gently vertical.
While taking a gulp of water, the black bead caught a shadow flashed. Instantly his hand went down stopping the gulp of water in the esophagus. The shadow caught his attention, placing suspicion in his heart. Fear immediately pounced up the fine hairs on its nape.
“Do not robbers enter the house. But this house is heavily guarded, and surrounded by sturdy walls and towering, how robbers can enter.” Jesika speculated himself guessing the visible shadows.
Unwilling to think dead-end, Jesika placed the bottle of drink on the table, and walked towards the shadow she saw. With a tight heart, accompanied by alertness black beads in harmony pacing footsteps looking for a shadowy figure.
Dark lighting is only biased light from outside the house helps his vision down the stairs to get to the second floor of the room. Jesika's footsteps continued to slowly walk, with her fingers clutching firmly at the tip of the shirt holding in fear.
His black bead kept watching and caught a shadow in front of his bedroom door. Even the footsteps stopped not daring to approach. Standing took a distance and hid behind a crystal glass ornamental cabinet.
Caught in his vision, a tall man, stuck his head on the door leaf with a trembling body.
“Who's there, what is he doing? Is that..?” Jesika hangs the question in the head, preferring to observe and wait.
Denny pulls the head attached to the door leaf, as if having been contented leaning on the shoulder of a lover pouring out grief alternating gaining strength and tenacity. Any mature person still looks pitiful like a child when crying unstoppably out.
Denny flipped over and dragged a step away from the room. The sadness is obvious and the remains of clear liquid still wet both cheeks.
There is an interest in Jesika's heart to continue to observe the man she has not yet clearly seen. To ascertain her guess, Jesika moved slowly following along so as not to be caught.
The second step Denny's feet had brought in front of a door and his hand grabbed the handle of the door.
“Cklek,” open door leaf pushed wide into the room. The light of the room shot outwards illuminating Denny's face.
The distance that limited Jesika not so far away could see Denny's face illuminated by light.
“True, it's Denny. Why did he come home hidden and like dodging. Is he keeping something secret?” Jesika spoke to herself as she continued to step back not far from Denny's body.
Denny takes a step into the room and pushes the door, but unfortunately the door is not tightly closed, leaving the gap open.
Finding the door not tightly closed, Jesika has a chance to approach the room and try to find out what happened inside.
Denny's dewy black bead stared at Dania lying weakly, standing beside the bed as her slender fingers slowly rubbed gently on the tip of her little princess's head.
Aaron awoke from sleep realizing that someone was present in the room, twitching his eyelids that were reluctant to open. Samar looks sturdy body Denny wrapped in a light blue shirt with sleeves rolled up revealing white skin standing glued next to Dania asleep.
Pulling a tired body, Aaron stepped over to Denny.
“How is Nia doing?” Denny asked without taking his eyes off just the corner of the black bead catching Aaron's shadow.
“Your mother contacted me, she..”.
“Do not continue, I do not want to hear it.” Denny interrupts Aaron's sentence without wanting to hear it through.
“Alright, what's your plan?” Aaron sighed harshly, waiting for Denny's reply.
Silence emanated from Denny's face in Aaron's gaze waiting for an answer. He knew, right now Denny was in a heavy dilemma. The path of choice will only hurt those he cares about.
“Not yet,” Denny replied briefly and turned pulling steps carrying the body landed on the sofa.
Aaron joins sitting next to Denny, both of whom are seen quietly drifting in each other's minds.
“Nia's time isn't much and her body's defenses won't be able to withstand lekiumia's poison much longer. We have tried to cleanse his body from lekiumia, do not fight it to be in vain.” Harun nanar looked forward, flowing sentences sounding coercion from despair.
“There must be another way, God will not let me be cruel with my own flesh and blood. If that were to happen, I would truly be a murderer and it would not escape the power of God either. I can only follow the way God punishes me, my sin is not forgiven for ignoring my wife and children, this is the punishment I deserve by taking one by one the people I love. My destiny does not allow to be happy with them until the end.” Deny spoke inwardly, dropping a glance at Nia's body and slowly keeping a shadow of Nia's body within her closed eyelids.
Seeing that Denny was just silent Aaron was unable to contain himself, Nia's current condition was very unexpected that one day could be fatal.
“Den, you have to make a quick decision. Your son is the only option.” Aaron breathed a rough breath, again impressed forced to make a difficult choice but it must be said.
The tenuous door gave Jesika a chance to hear Denny and Aaron talk. Although faint, but the atmosphere of silence helped the voice in the room to be heard.
“What are they talking about? Is Nia time not much? Son, what does he mean Saka? So right my guess is, he's the mastermind of it all. He deliberately kidnapped Saka, your skit is very good Mr. Denny Prasetyo, unfortunately I already found out sooner than you expected.” Hot air spread throughout Jesika's body, an unstoppable fury like a boom ready to be blown up.
Jesika's wiggly fingers gripped tightly against the door handle saw rough green stripes coming out of her white leather hide.
Without a sound of the door being pushed inside, footsteps had brought Jesika's body into the room. The red webbed gaze framing the black bead of anger cues had peaked violently.
Aaron caught the sound of friction on the floor of the room as if he was pulling footsteps. Sure enough, not in a matter of minutes, had stood a woman before him with a look of anger.
“You, what are you doing here?” Aaron stuttered to realize that Jesika was putting on a sharp look.
“That anger? Did he hear that? Shit.” Aaron cursed in his heart, he could not imagine what would happen if Indah heard all his talk with Denny.
Denny's eyelids immediately opened, hearing Aaron's trembling voice. Seen before her had stood Beautiful with a piercing gaze towards her.
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Hi reader, I hope I still read my story faithfully.
I'm sorry, I haven't been able to date the routine. In real life I was very busy with work and single mommy. Hope the story will still entertain you. So, thanks for your loyalty.
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