The Riot

The Riot
Night Talk With You


After thinking about it again,


the woman's words have a point, too. It's not good to hang around at night


like this alone. Especially she's a girl. Martial ability alone is not


enough to guarantee that you'll be completely safe on the road. In the end


Agatha decides to stay at Doctor Viona's house. At least for one


night only. After all, the woman had to sleep alone at home


this big every day. He must be feeling lonely. Maybe that's the same one


that was the reason why Doctor Viona invited the girl to live with him.


Agatha must have reminded the woman of the only daughter of


their family is somehow doing it.


Agatha and Doctor Viona


sleeping in the same room. The woman had previously given me options


others. If he does not want to sleep in the doctor's room, he can use the room


another not far from this room. However, Agatha felt bad because


he had to refuse his request many times. So it doesn't seem to hurt


to accept this offer.


“Why don't you


looking for your family?” asked Doctor Viona who was lying next to the girl


that's.


“Before we have


mutually promised not to interfere in each other's affairs, ” replied Agatha


with what it is.


“But, how about


turns out one of you will one day break that promise?”


ask the woman again.


“It's happening


now,” Agatha said plainly.


“My father suddenly


come by. I don't know where he knows where I am. And


now, he is trying to fix his relationship with me,”


briefly though.


Doctor Viona nodded


I understood the story of the girl just now. Turns right. Their life stories


it's not much different. The level of similarity almost touched the 98% mark%. Difficult


to trust. But, it is so.


“What he wants


from you?” ask the woman.


“Okay, me too


not knowing for sure what his purpose was suddenly coming like this and teasing


my life,” said the girl as she shuddered both her shoulders.


Frankly, just,


until now Agatha did not really know what the real middle was


happen. Agatha never even knew since when Narendra lived in the building


the same apartment as her. Maybe it was more than he ever was


estimate before.


“Then, how about


your mom?” ask Doctor Viona.


“She's dead


in a plane crash at the time of going to Penang to do


therapy,” beber Agatha while squeezing her hands tightly.


If he remembers


back to the matter, then Agatha must have felt bad. Deaths


his mother was something he still could not accept until at any time. Agatha


I can't believe her mother is really dead. He can't even


I saw his mother's face for the last time. If he could turn back time,


so Agatha would not allow the woman to go to Penang.


But, all that is already


elapsed. Rice is already porridge. There's nothing he can do now. Although


years ago, Agatha could never


forgot it. The incident still lingers in his memory.


“Sorry for having


reminds you of that,”, said Doctor Viona while rubbing the shoulder


that girl's.


“It's okay. This


not your fault,” said Agatha.


Consider it if


now they're even. That girl accidentally opened the wounds of the time


then Doctor Viona. Now there's no harm if that woman does too


do the same thing. Will not man always receive the reward


“You must be very


miss your mother,” said Doctor Viona.


“Of course!” countered


that girl's.


“You must be too


miss your little family,”.


“No, you're wrong,”


said Doctor Viona.


Hear statements


like that, Agatha immediately rounded her eyes with


perfect. A second later, his forehead creased. Makes both eyebrows look


combined because of confusion. But it's just an illusion.


“Why? I said


right,” he said plainly.


Agatha's still not a bus


saying nothing. How could he act so relaxed. Doctor Viona even


I don't miss little family one bit. Even though they were separated


pretty long.


“You really don't


missed them?” ask Agatha once more to be sure.


“No, I just


missed my son just my way,” he concluded.


Hear sentences


this made Agatha feel much more relieved. Turns out he didn't


he really hated his family. Just one of them. Heartfruit


managed to steal his own place in the heart of the woman. Accordance with


her name. Liver fruit. They must have loved each other before. However, now


forced to live apart without knowing the circumstances of each other.


“But, somehow


as soon as I see you I feel like his soul is inside you,”


some Doctor Viona blatantly.


“Originally you know if I


also feel the same way,” reply the girl in heart.


Agatha did not know


is this just a coincidence or what. But, clearly, he really is


I feel like there is something different inside of him. Agatha felt that


Doctor Viona is the figure of the mother he has been looking for a long time. All the things that are in


inside the woman is very similar to her mother's. But, once again


Agatha needs to know that they are two different people.


Doctor Viona is


the woman who happens to have a lot in common with her mother. Impossible if the Doctor


Viona is her mother. Because in fact, that woman was long dead.


“You know?” ask


Agatha.


“Ibuku supposedly said


he is also a general practitioner. But he decided to stop working


after containing,” she revealed.


“Sure if he still is


live now, your mother will also be chatty about health and hygiene issues,”


reply Doctor Viona.


“Of course! She is


always chatty,” said Agatha.


“But, I love it,”


he added.


It's past now


from twelve o'clock at night. The two of them had not even slept at all. Seems


the drowsiness had faded and disappeared because the two were too engrossed


telling stories since. It's the subject of their conversation, be it


Agatha and Doctor Viona forgot about time. They almost forgot the facts


I have to get back to work tomorrow.


Living as a person


adults are like this. Especially if you are in a phase


middle life. Everything feels so wrong. So confused. At least


all that trouble is enough to frustrate you. But, not until


turning you into a madman.


Sometimes


the universe has its own way of maturing people. Special and not


you can guess what it will be like.