The Prince
192. Paul CRAZY

All speechless, Alena's wounds were increasingly gaping to see the face that had been the pedestal of his affection, immediately disappeared and now looks to be a face that is so hardened. 

“Alena look at Mommy!” paulina was heartless. 

Alena whose heart was broken and was being scratched with an incision that still smelled fishy with blood flowing but invisible, silent and sculpting. Alena lost her way and did not understand anymore.Alena's disappointment is immeasurable. 

If another child would cry if his play was lost and be irritated at losing a game of marbles, Alena was disappointed because she did not understand who she could trust. Alena does not understand who Alena can go home and have friends. 

If Alena knew how to end her life, she would. Unfortunately Alena is a child who of course knows her is still limited. All he knew was that his chest was so tight, it felt like he wanted to take it all out. He just wanted to shout and tell the world that his heart was very sick. 

“Alena!” paulina yelled again, scratching Alena's wounds. 

“You didn't hear, Mommy? What the hell are you doing? Huh!” paulina's nagging, expensive gifts that Paulina bought for Alena she just destroyed. 

Alena curled up in the corner of her room. Her crying stopped, as if Alena's tears were like an infinite ocean, Alena wanted to let out and spend her tears as hard as she could but there was no end to them. Now Alena's tears are like a source of water on the Sahara mountain that has been hit by years of drought. Submissive, dry no noise. 

Alena wanted to uncover her anger and sense of rebellion. His affection, obedience and admiration were gone. Alena's head was filled with question marks and anger.

Seeing her daughter acting strange and different Paulina grew even more upset. 

“What happened to him?” paulina asked her housekeeper. 

“I don't know Madam!” answer Paulina's housekeeping assistant. 

“Who drove him home?” ask Paulina again, because last night she drove Alena home with her Daddy. 

“Mr Aslan, Mistress!” answer Paul's housekeeping assistant. 

“Go, you guys do your job!” paulina wants to solve her own problems with her child. 

Paulina looked at her son's messy room. Paulina actually understood that her son was angry, because he would do the same. Paulina would destroy everything in front of her if she was upset and angry. 

Paulin then approached Alena and questioned her closely. 

“You dare to be with Mommy? You want to fight Mommy? Huh! answer Mommy!” paulina looked at Alena up close and raised her face very close. 

Paul himself was quite desperate with his situation. Though not disclosed, his father's arrest and social pressure on him put pressure on him. Paulina can lie to many of her fans by making up stories and drawing sympathy for herself, but Paulina's inner self remains hurt. 

Paulina also wants to treat the thirst of her bati which is beset by problems. Paulina should have repented and cleansed her heart, drawing water from the well of pure and clear knowledge. Unfortunately the way Paulina comforts herself, is instead trapped in a fishy well full of carcasses. Paulina was caught in a circle of fire. 

“Who is he, Mom?” said Alena passed her innocent voice. 

“What are say? Who is he you mean?” ask Paulina. 

“He is my Daddy, isn’t it?” alena asked him to arrive again as he was taking out what was filling his chest and making him unable to breathe. 

“What did you say? You’re Daddy is Daddy Aslan!” answer Paulina. 

“No!” alena's reply snapped making Paulina glare in disbelief, Alena denied and answered. 

“Alena know Mom, Daddy Aslan is not Daddy Alena! Mommy is a cheat. Mommy lied!” answer Alena again. 

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“Moommy!” lirih Alena held her cheek. 

“How dare you be with Mommy, huh?” peeking Paulina was upset. 

“Mommy wicked! Bad Mommy, deserve Aslan's father to go, evil Mommy!” alena answered, getting bolder. 

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Paulina is getting emotional. In fact being rough with her own child hurts more than anything. Even the flattery and sympathy of thousands of invisible people could not make him satisfied and happy. 

Because Paulina slapped with Alena's emotions to the point of bleeding. Alena who was a child did not fight back and only harbored her pain. Even his mouth was locked and allowed the blood to collect in his mouth. 

“You're Mommy's son, who taught you to say that? Mommy punish you, because you dare to fight Mommy!” nagel Paulina again. 

Paulina looked around. 

“Who taught you and told you to do this? say Sorry to Mommy!” paulina again. 

Because Alena was in pain, Alena could not speak. 

“Jawab Mommy!” beat Paul again. 

Alena did not answer. 

Finally Paul was getting angry, as a mother, and being in emotions, Paulina felt entitled to scold him. Paulina then drags Alena. 

“Nakal, are you now? Dare to fight Mommy! Mommy legal you!” paul wanted to punish Alena. Paulina even dragged Alena down mercilessly. And Alena doesn't fight just crying. 

Paul remembered the words, his mother. If she's not pregnant, Alena. Aslan wouldn't hate him, Paulina's life wouldn't be as bad as it is now. Not kasian and feeling guilty, Paulina immediately more angry let alone see the form of Alena who rebelled. 

Paulina drags Alena up a bit and throws her into the bathroom. 

“Mommy your law! Let you know. Don't fight Mommy! Damn kid!” paulina is out of control. 

“Euuugh!” unable to contain her, Alena vomited out what was in her mouth that turned out to be blood. Alena grimaced in pain, Alena also slammed and panted onto the wet floor making her dizzy. 

Alena cries for help and asks for forgiveness, and Paul leaves angrily and locks the door. 

While walking away from her bathroom, Paulina herself cried and grimaced. He is on the verge of awareness between being conscious and not aware of what he is doing. She loves Alena, but at once she also hates and wants to be angry at Alena remembering Miss Jessy's words at the hospital this morning. 

Wiping his tears against his motherhood, Paul smiled and laughed. Paul also wants to vent his despair on Alena. Paul is completely insane, his soul shaken and unable to control himself which is wrong and right. Even Paul was a cruel mother. 

“Shelf!” Paul closed the door of his room and took a cigarette on the nightstand. 

“What is your son's business done?” nicholas asked, waiting for Paul in the room in his kimono towel. 

Nicholas used to stay at Paul's house, so he had some clothes. 

“He's a useless kid for me!” paul said with empty eyes and sucking on his skirt.