
"So why are you staying here? Isn't it too late Theo? You came back to hurt me again?" ask Emeline with Theo's hands that she's starting to get rid of.
"Let me just for a second Emeline! You know how tired I am, being their slave and being separated by the people I love. I can also get tired of Emeline, let me here... Hugged you for a second, then I'll go."
Theo was clearly full of that plea. Clearly, Theo was only leaning on Emeline's shoulders. There was also the tired face of Theo, with a strong hand hug on Emeline's waist.
"Theo?" get Emelin. Unfortunately, only a brief mutter from Theo signified he was half asleep.
"We've split up, doing this trivial thing is not good" Emeline continued
Theo who originally closed his eyes, now opened it slowly. A little sigh, as well as a hand hug that he began to moan.
"There was never a word or a letter of divorce, where did you conclude it all?" theo looked back at Emeline.
"You've been cheating on Theo, I think our relationship ended right then and there," Emeline said.
"Emeline, why aren't you being honest? You still have a taste for me, don't you? I know that, let's repeat everything when everything's good, and it's going the way we think it is" Theo said.
Then pacgutan Theo do on Emeline. Unlike usual, Theo did it slowly and gently so Emeline could follow him.
"I have no one, Bi Teresa, she even died choosing to stay with me. You can hold on now, because you believe I've never done that, right?"
"I don't know Theo, I don't know. My feelings told me to trust you, but when I" Emeline couldn't continue, she nodded and started crying.
A bad memory of Theo returns, in which he recalls Theo's behavior. When there was Dara, Theo thought he was also Raffyn was just a bully for them.
––––––––
In the morning, Emeline began to stretch her body with eyes that still I was half conscious she was looking around.
"Television?" emeline Gumam.
Emeline immediately rounded her eyes, as a blanket coiled around her body. On his own, there's no Theo in that place anymore.
"No! "Emeline's mind started to get messed up, when she was afraid her son was brought by Theo.
Rushing Emeline saw Raffyn's room. It looks like a messy bed, but there's no Raffyn or Darrel. "It's impossible, there's no way he's taking my son away!"
Emeline quickly searched for them downstairs. With a feeling of shock, and eyes that begin to turn red. "Raffy!" emeline shouted down the stairs.
"Raff-h!"
"I'm here ma!" not yet had Emeline screamed, heard the rush of the typical voice of children.
Emeline's eyes, which had originally only turned red, now shed her tears. Not sad, but relieved.
"Why are you worrying, wait! You guys cooking?!" ask Emeline change the topic immediately.
"No tan, we just bake bread" said Darrell showing the toast with peanut butter on it.
"And take the juice," Raffyn continued to give the juice to Emeline. "Mom drink, mama's a nightmare? Mom's face was pale."
Of course, the concern about Theo that brought Raffyn made Emeline unable to think well. Emeline started massaging her temples, feeling dizzy but also relieved. At the sight of Darrel is also Raffyn, involuntarily a knotty smile is created from his lips.
"Why? What are you looking at? It would probably be better if they had another sibling" whispered someone by peeping Emeline's nape from behind.
Looks like it's Theo, with a circular hand hug on Emeline's waist. Steal Emeline's touch when the kids don't see her.
"No problem, at least they'll know how they exist" Theo said back with his mischievous smiling face.
Emeline began to panic, when her efforts were in vain. There was nothing she could do, as Theo prepared to kiss her.
"Uncle Theo, are you done with the bath?" Police remarks from Darrel made Theo immediately stop his activities.
"U-it's up... Ye? What about breakfast?" ask Theo back to start acting normal.
"It's ready, just eat it," Darrel replied showing him the toast he made.
Emeline just stared at Theo, with a puzzled face also puzzled. "Why?" theo asked as Emeline continued to stare at him.
"You've been taking Theo's bath?"
"Hm... Indeed why?"
"Nothing, where'd that shirt come from?" simple questions posed by Emeline. Remembering last night Theo hugged her in semi-formal clothes, whereas now it was just a t-shirt with plain pants.
"So, last night I went to bring a change of clothes. However, when I got back I saw Darrel was asleep, short."
The answer from Theo was like nothing. What was he thinking, with Raffyn also Darrel who was acting ordinary.
Darrel occasionally talks with Theo like a parent with his son, as well as Raffyn who likes to complain if Theo is his father.
'Raffyn already knew it or not, the person in front of him was his father, ' murmured Emeline inner could not speak.
"Mama? Why didn't mom have breakfast? Mama doesn't like the bread?" the question from Raffyn made Emeline flinch instantly.
"N-no! Mama there needs to be a moment, why Marisa hasn't come yet... Mom a-"
The speech from Emeline came to a halt instantly, as she looked at Welmia with an angry look. Then Emeline started raising one of her eyebrows, "What are you doing here?"
"What am I doing here?! I should have asked that, why is my son here?!" welmia answered in a high tone, and the fingers pointed towards Darrel.
Emeline looked straight at Darrel. It appears that he is beginning to hide himself behind Theo. With Theo's face the same, beware of Welmia.
"Don't point and yell like that, you're his mother, right? You should give comfort instead of fear" said Emeline, putting her hands away, and covering Darrel from Emeline's sight.
"Did? You know what you are?"
"Because I'm a mother too."
"If it's like that, take care of your own son!!" chirps Welmia forced her way in.
Emeline saw Darrel's face back, and Raffyn, who looked surprised, was also scared. "Welmie! Can you watch your behavior? You scared them!" emeline shouted back, and held Welmia's hand.
"To be honest, you've forgotten your position, huh Emeline?" speech with his signature sneaky smile.
...CRACK.......
"MAMA!" a typical Raffyn scream echoed in the shop.
Emeline could only remain silent, as she felt her back head cold by the lip of the gun. Clearly, the sound of the trigger being slowly pulled by someone.
"Why just shut up? Aren't you acting heroic?"