Hacking Flavors
Laila No

"Hey, Lan! Like I'm starting to like you. So, can you like me too?" Ask Nila with a bold look.

"You mean, you like me because I'm good, don't you, Nile? Uh! Your words surprised me, Nil. Yep. Yep. I like you too. Sure thing!" Answer me casually.

"It's not so, Lan... I mean, I like you, as much as you like.. My mama. I mean that." said Nila in a soft voice.

"Well?!!"

I was shocked to death. Completely surprised by Nila's statement.

"Su..suka...love, you mean, Nile?!" Ask me again to make sure.

"Yes" replied Nila back in a soft whisper.

I was shocked to death when I heard Nila's love statement earlier.

"But, Nile. I'm your Papa!" Answer me instantly in the next second he declares love.

I saw Nila frowning. It was obvious that he didn't like my statement just now.

"If you refuse me, that's okay. But don't give me an absurd reason like that dong, Lan. That doesn't make sense, does it?" Reply Nila who is now crossing her hands in front of the chest.

"This doesn't make sense. But, Nile, I really am your Papa, Erlan!" I tried to explain my true status to Nila.

All this time I was just telling about the transmigration that happened to me, to Mark. While Nila has not been able to tell me.

Why that? Because only recently has Nila been friendly to me. Because before her my daughter suspected I had bad intentions towards her mother.

"Stop! Okay. I know that you seem to really love Mama. And Mama seems to think of you like the late Papa Erlan. Somehow?" Nila cut my story.

Furthermore, Nila again said.

"But I also don't want to know the love story you have with Mama. I just want you to know that I like you, Lan. I think I better say it now. So you can immediately break up to give a yes or yes answer to me," added Nila with an absurd sentence.

'What did he say? I just have a yes and a yes? Is he crazy or what?!' my inner protest.

"Don't be weird, Nile. I will definitely reject you, I will! You're my son with Laila!" Answer me loudly.

Nila immediately glared in shock. And I glared back at him.

"Yet again you give an answer that is not deceived! Anyone wouldn't believe your words, Lan! I'm your son and Mama? Indeed, when you guys ML-an, how old are you? Two or three years, huh?" Tanya Nila with a soft look.

ML \= making love.

I glared at her more and more.

"Braven to be true to you, Nile! Watch your words! It's true that you accused your mother of doing that as a child!" Amuk.

I caught a guilty look in Nila's eyes. Especially when I saw him slurping guilt to his mother who is still asleep until now.

"Hey! I was just assuming! You said that I was your son and Mama. How old are you now? At least not more than thirty years, right?!" Reply Nila rampaged.

"Shyyout! Don't noise! Your mother is sleeping!" I rebuked Nila, when I saw the movement in my Laila's hand.

Her sleep was probably disturbed by the noise created by my conversation with Nila.

Nila glared back at me and whispered.

When I looked back at the movement in Laila's hand, I went straight to Nila and pulled her hand out of the room.

Arriving in front of Laila's room, I was about to release my handrails, but Nila instead held her tightly.

"So, can you consider this feeling of mine, Lan? I mean, you can also learn to like me like you like my mom right now?" Pinta Nila is hopeful.

"I can't, Nile! Don't you fucking mess up! I have Papa you! I have to tell you how many times I want you to understand!" My words are full of emotion.

Plaque.

In a lightning motion, the hand that was holding my grip tightly, suddenly released itself and landed a tight slap into my right cheek.

With eyes reddened with anger, Nila also cursed at me.

"Based on breng sek! I'm not your son, Lan! You are crazy!" Umbat Nila before finally running into his room.

"Nil! Tilapia!" I'm going after Nila right away.

Unfortunately my pursuit ended up failing. Because Nila had first closed the door of her room tightly, right in front of my face.

BRACKET!

Just before the door closed, I found a wound in my daughter's clear eye.

Yep. I hurt her feelings. I hurt Nila.

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The next few days, I realized Nila was avoiding me. He was always in a hurry to get to college. No breakfast. And always come home late.

The point is, Nila really dodged not to say hello to me.

I let her behave like that. Because I myself am confused to respond to it in what way again?

I thought, maybe by not greeting each other like this, it would make Nila's absurd feelings towards me slowly disappear. Like dust being slowly swept away by rainwater.

It's just that I asked Bik Tum to help make Nila stock. I'm worried that Nila won't have breakfast on campus. If so, I would feel guilty. Especially to Laila.

If Laila knew about the love Nila had for me, I guess she would be as surprised as I am. But I deliberately covered up this matter from Laila. I don't want to add to the burden of my Love's mind.

Especially lately, Laila's health condition has declined again. I had been panicked twice because Laila suddenly stopped breathing.

Yep. In those two incidents, I was literally scared to death, when my love would leave me anyway.

Nila and Mark are just as panicked as I am. That's why we agreed to take Laila back to the hospital.

Unfortunately, our efforts could not dispel the destiny that had been etched into Laila's hand line.

Because right on the second day Laila was hospitalized, my love was her last breath there.

Yep. My laila is gone, now.

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