Help Me Get Divorced
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By God, I never imagined this would happen. Just dream not. This is the first event that will probably always imprint in the heart because it is surrounded by guilt. All these new years I felt it and it felt really tight. My eyes got puffy and swollen. Not only that, the joints were also linu as it flashed. Blood, screams and panicked faces continued to loom. Can't be thrown away.

I looked at the closed door and without me the tears hit more and more. Pointing again and again until I finally couldn't bear it.

"Yes ... ibuk kenaoa nangis?" ask Adel.

Kupandangi Adel's. Currently there was a wound plaster on his forehead, also on the elbow. Then I hugged him tightly.

I swear, I'm so scared of losing Adel. I don't know what would happen if the car hit my little boy's body.

"Oh, don't cry. Adel promises to be naughty again," he said that made me embrace tighter.

Pain, tightness, to make breathing difficult. Adel is the fruit of the solace that God created for me. Only Adel made himself strong through all this.

Wipe the tears, and look at Adel. "Honey dear Adel," I said.

"Adel also loved Ibuk, dear Father. What father, Buk? Adel fell down when Dad came."

A tweet that made me more miserable. How am I supposed to get out of here if Adel's still like this?

I hugged Adel tightly, then looked at the door of the ICU room where Aldi was being treated. From there came Mother. His eyes.

"Hold, how's Aldi? Is he dead?" ask me Mom.

"Not yet, we hope he's okay. Pray for Aldi, yes."

My tears are growing more.

As for prayer, I will pray for Aldi. Aldi is like this because he's trying to protect my son. Let alone prayer, internal organs if needed, of course I will love.

Aldi is too good, he is too good and it doesn't feel like seeing a good person like him sprawled unconscious like this. Full of wounds and make his loved ones sad.

"Sorry Bila, Buk," I said as I pulled my foot.

I can't see the face of the man who was once my father-in-law. The in-laws who I thought were fierce at first, but the more here it seems that he is wise and fair. Evidently when he defended me instead of Bang Darwis who incidentally was his biological child.

Mom grabbed my hand, then shook her head. "It's not your fault, Aldi here too for the sake of protecting Adel. If there was a mother there, she would do the same."

This is how I blame myself more. If I hadn't been banged up, Adel wouldn't have crossed over and Aldi wouldn't have toppled over on a motorcycle.

I am a fool! I am really teledor!

"Mr!"

I who was hugging Adel also saw where the eyes of Adel. My son's all the while facing the hallway. It turns out that what he saw was Bang Darwis just like Maya.

"Mr!" yell Adel again. He struggled and I had to get out. Adel hugged Bang Darwis. Then, Bang Darwis carried her. Staring at our baby so closely

"Mr, Dedek jatoh. Sick, well," adel oceh sampil showed his injured elbow.

I saw Bang Dervish's face, his eyes were red, and Adel was repeatedly kissed. He also panicked, hurt, and sad.

When we looked at him, he said nothing. We just kept quiet.

"What's the doctor saying, Buk?" ask Bang Darwis. He sat next to my mother.

"The doctor said there's a little damage to that part of his brain, Wis. Now your sister is unconscious. We are told to wait," said ibuk, sounding soft because it was mixed with sobs.

This is how I'm getting more guilty.

I heard Bang Darwis's breath. Sounds heavy. Maybe he wanted to blame, but couldn't because his sister did it to protect Adel.

I saw Aldi's bedroom door. Expect a duplicate of Bang Darwis different body sizes to come out of there. Wishing her a smile greeted as usual. I hope he comes over and plays Adel.

In fact, it was just a wish I knew when I could see again.

I wipe my tears with tissue, I see Adel hugging Bang Darwis' waist.

"Which father?" ask Bang Darwis.

"Father again take care of the administration," said Mother.

I looked back at Bang Darwis, and then I saw Maya. He stared at us with eyes that .. I don't know, I can't explain either.