
Margaretha who was awake, immediately went out of the room to wake Andra. However, he was astonished when he saw Andra who had dressed up neatly and was preparing to leave.
"Where are you going, Ndra?" ask Margaretha.
"I have business. You don't go away." Andra looked at Margaretha sharply as if giving a warning. Margaretha who saw that just nodded her ass. If served, there he would argue with the man.
After making sure Margaretha was safe, Andra hurried away. Leaving Margaretha alone. When Andra's shadow was gone, Margaretha shut the door. Again and again he must feel lonely. Margaretha tried to send a message in the group, who knew anyone could accompany her, but for ten minutes more, there was not a single reply.
"Surely they are busy with their respective husbands. Huh!" Margaretha exhaled violently. Sleeping on your back and staring at the ceiling. Without feeling, Margaretha's tears flowed when she remembered the departure of her parents. Margaretha really misses them. However, right now all Margaretha could make the penitent yearning for was prayers.
Margaretha was shocked when her phone suddenly rang. His forehead shriveled deeply as he saw the foreign number was calling at this moment. Consciously or not, Margaretha's heart beat three times faster than usual. Margaretha hesitated when she wanted to take the call. He simply silenced her until the call died on its own. However, as if tirelessly her phone just kept ringing to make Margaretha tickle upset. He also turned off his phone.
"People aren't so obvious!" margaretha's Overestimate. Putting the phone away.
Suddenly she remembered something, Margaretha got up and opened her wardrobe. His smile broke when he touched a photo located on the lowest pile of clothes. Margaretha took the photo immediately. Blowing dust that might just stick there. Then, he turned back and stared at the photo.
In the photo, there is a picture of his mother and father. Very friendly photos even though all now live memories. Margaretha flipped the photo. Read the writing written there though it starts to look faded.
If you have to choose between breath and love. Then I'll take one last breath to say that 'I Love You'
_Faisal Affandra & Gelista Anjani_
"It's romantic papa and mama. They really spent their breath together." Margaretha slowly wiped the photo.
Margaretha Adzakia Affandra was the girl's real name. Affandra is the last name of the father who is also his last name. However, since the death of her parents, Margaretha chose to remove Affandra's name from the back of her name because she didn't want anyone to know. He does not want others to know that he is the offspring of Affandra.
Recalling her childhood, Margaretha suddenly sobbed quite loudly. All memories with his parents back ringing up to make the longing even more passionate. Margaretha held the photo tightly so that the miss could be treated.
Suddenly Margaretha's cry subsided as she heard the door being knocked down hard enough. However, there was no sound whatsoever. Only the knocking of the door was heard three times. With hesitant steps, Margaretha got out of bed and walked slowly to open the door.
Upon arrival in the living room, Margaretha did not immediately reply. He peeked out from behind the window. Surprisingly, there was no one there. There was only a cardboard box wrapped in black plastic. Just like an online shopping package. Margaretha did not order anything. He was afraid to take it, but also curious.
"Why not be lifted?" margaretha muttered three times trying to contact Andra, but none of her calls were connected. Margaretha got upset again and put her phone down roughly.
"What's the package." Margaretha was really curious. With courage, he went out and took the package and brought it in. Put it on the table and look at it. There is no sender or receiver there. Just a piece of paper with the words 'Open! It's a special gift for you' that makes Margaretha's curious soul thrash.
"Gue was scared, but also curious." Margaretha clicked her tongue. "Open up, who knows what a car coupon or handsome guy is." Margaretha chuckled with her own thoughts.
He opened it carefully. After the plastic was removed, Margaretha's heart was pounding as she looked at the contents. Margaretha closed her eyes as she opened the box. However, Margaretha screamed as she opened her eyes and looked at the contents of the package. His body trembled violently when he saw the contents of the package scattered on the floor. A baby doll that had been broken in the face and was filled with blood. Not red paint because Margaretha can smell the rancid aroma that goes out there. The same knife was red.
Brak!
Margaretha was shocked when the door opened tight. Upon seeing who had entered, Margaretha immediately stood up and hugged the man tightly. Crying loudly in the chest of his field.
"Gue's scared." Margaretha's voice rattled with tears.
"Calm down. I'm already here."
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Thor! Uh!
Affandra who is it? Andra? Or who?
So, Affandra is her papa name Margaretha. It looks like Othor misfired the name so there is a resemblance until someone thinks Affandra is Andra. Let there be no confusion, later papa Margaretha Othor called as Faisal aja yes.
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Later Othor revision previous chapter π
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