The Nick's Life
Bickering

Diah came out of the room. Bryan kissed Nick on the forehead, covered him, then closed the door quietly. Diah was waiting for him in the bedroom. The man sat on the side of the bed, facing his wife.

"Ok Bryan's.. Ill go with you (ok Bryan, I'll go with you."

A smile rose on the man's face.he quickly pulled Diah into his arms. His lips continued to land a kiss on the top of his wife's head as she spoke,

"Thank you honey, thank you."

Bryan hugged Diah. It is indescribable how he feels at this moment. But soon, Diah pushes Bryan's body slowly. Escape from the man's embrace.

"But with one condition (but with one condition)," said Diah, Bryan silently waiting for the next sentence.

"You have to leave Angela (you have to leave Angela.)”

"You mean divorce? (you mean divorce?) bryan asked in shock.

"Yeah.”

Bryan was struck by lightning when he heard Diah's request. How could he divorce Angela, while the leader of the place where he works is Angela's father, and their lives have depended on that. If Bryan were to divorce Angela, he would lose everything. Even Bryan would have trouble getting another job, because Angela's father had a strong enough influence there. It would be easy for her in-laws to recommend other companies not to hire her.

“Diah I can't (i can't).”

"Why? Is it hard for you? (why? is that heavy for you?).”

"Yeah" Bryan half-sighed. Diah looked at Bryan fixedly, the man who had accompanied him two years ago.

"This is not fair Bryan you asked me to move to Chicago, to the place that Ive never visited before. I'm gonna meet a strange person, strange situation, this is hard for me too, but for you.. I'll do it. And when I ask you this little thing (this is not fair, Bryan. You asked me to move to Chicago, a place I'd never been. I'm going to meet strangers, foreign situations and it's hard for me, but for your sake. And when I ask for a small thing..).”.

"Divorce with Angela is not a little thing its impossible thing! (divorcing with Angel is not a small thing but an impossible thing!)," Bryan interrupted Diah's high-pitched speech.

"It's not impossible! It's just because you won't do you? Do you?! (it's not impossible, but because you don't want to do it. Don't we? Right?)," Diah's emotions started to rise. Bryan turned his eyes the other way.

"You didn't love me, right? (you don't love me, do you?) diah's voice is weakening again.

"I do love you Diah.”

"So why can't you leave her for me? (then why can't you leave it for me?).”

"I just can't. I wish I could, but I can't, I'm sorry (i just can't. I wish I could but sorry, I can't).

The mood was silent for a moment. Both of them were deep in their thoughts. Bryan massaged his temple, suddenly his head felt dizzy. Diah took a deep breath for a moment. Then Bryan looked at him.

"Then I'm sorry too, I can't go with you to Chicago (then sorry, I can't go with you to Chicago).”

Bryan sat down to hear his wife's answer. He could do nothing more, Diah's request was so heavy to grant. Diah picks up a pillow and bolsters, she decides to sleep in Nick's room. Before leaving the room, she said to her husband.

"Make sure you take care of our divorce before you leave (make sure you take care of our divorce before you leave), Diah said flatly, then walked out of the room leaving Bryan with all the turmoil of his heart.

Flashback Off

"Mommy doesn't have a picture of him, if there is, mommy won't love you. And if you insist want to know, you just search on facebook or instagram.”

Diah moved to the middle room.pumped his buttocks on the long white sofa. Then his hand grabbed the cigarette pack lying on the table. His fingers pulled a cigarette and burned it. Nick approached and sat down next to his mother.

"Mom I tried to find, but the name Bryan Thomas Littrell is not just one person, there are dozens and I do not know which one.”

"Search for a face that looks like your daddy."

Diah grabs the television remote then exerts it on a flat screen in front of her. Hearing the mother's answer, Nick was upset, and he turned off the TV. Dispose of the remote on the floor until it decomposes.

"Oh come on mom, I was three years old when you broke up with him (let's mom, I was only three years old when you split), how could I still remember his face?”

“The event has been over for more than 20 years, and mommy has not wanted him again, not a little bit (not a bit). You should know mommy, mommy's feelings. How devastated mommy felt when she preferred to go home to Chicago,” Diah's emotions stood up from her seat.

"But mommy has a choice, right? Mommy can actually go with daddy there, but not mommy lasain, because what? Because mommy is selfish.”

"Look!!" He pointed his finger at Nick.

"Even if mommy comes with him to Chicago, it won't change mommy's status, it could even get worse. The existence of mommy will not be recognized because she does not want to divorce Angela, and there is no term second wife, not in the civil record let alone the church. Mommy status is nothing more than a mistress. Do you want to live under such conditions?" As she grew more emotional, she smoked her cigarette and quickly exhaled it back.

"Keep how is it different from now mom? Now mommy is also not the wife of anyone now mommy is also just a mistress.”

THE PLAQUE!!

A hard slap landed on Nick's right cheek, as Nick's face flushed red. Diah's condition was far from calm, his chest went up and down holding back the anger.

"Slap again mom! that's not gonna change anything. Because what I said was reality, mommy likes it or doesn't!”

"You ungrateful child everything mommy did for us! So that we can live enough, because Bryan sends money just for your needs. He didn't think of mommy! Since when do you care about mommy's life? All this time you have never complained, continue why only now you protest!"

"Because I'm sick of hearing bad things about us. Mommy thinks I'm comfortable working at Ambross with the status of being the son of Sakurta?!? Not mom! I'm mad! I'm ashamed! Shame!!”

"Oh so that's the problem, again about you! You're ashamed to have a mistress mommy, aren't you?! Who is selfish among us, mommy or you?!"

Diah looked sharply at Nick, the cigarette he was holding seemed to shake. Then he turned his back on Nick, not wanting the child to see his tears begin to flow.

"You really don't care about mommy" Diah's voice sounded weak and shook slightly.

"I care about mommy and I love mommy. Honestly, I want to have a normal life like any other child. Even if mommy still does not want to get married, at least enough just one person who makes mommy a mistress of not two let alone three.”

Finished saying Nick immediately left Diah. He decided to go back to the hotel. His mood was completely chaotic. There was a loud door slam when the man walked out of the apartment unit. Diah was still in her place. Slowly her body fell to the floor, her cries began to break.

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A bit of breath with Nick and Mommy quarrel.