Syafira
Chapter 12's

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I kept looking at Kelvin's face, on the day of his father's death he didn't drop any tears at all, probably right. His heart was indeed made of stone, of course it was not a strange thing.

At the funeral I felt sorrow, my marriage was only a few months, and now my status is so quickly changed to a widow, from Mr. Shaykhar.

Just last night the Lord Shaykh breathed his last, he said nothing at all, and sure enough, his request for me to melt his son's heart was the last. What the hell am I doing? Lord Shaykh is dead, who will support me? kelvin could have easily kicked me out of his house.

It seems that I have indeed failed, I cannot fulfill my husband's last request.

Although I have no feelings of love towards Lord Shaykh, but I have loved him, and consider Lord Shaykh like my own father.he was so kind, never scared me, understood how I felt, and never scared me, he really kept his promise, even though I had a husband-and-wife relationship with him, the most intimate thing he ever did was to grab my hand, and never more than that.

The house was still shrouded in mourning, I came home after the funeral was over, not with Kelvin, no matter where my super ferocious stepdaughter went.

I dropped myself on the bed, my whole body was sore, my nose was flushed from the sadness of the passing of Lord Shaykh, what am I going to do now? sooner or later I have to get out of this house, what about my husband's last request, that's all I've thought about until now.

Bruackkk..

I was just lying down, and immediately gasped as soon as I heard someone kick my door, who else if not Kelvin.

"A little bit you don't surprise me, are you going to die?" I said with an irritated face.

Kelvin didn't touch her, he opened my wardrobe, and took all my clothes out of there.

"What are you doing? why'd you throw all my clothes."

Even the clothes were thrown off, hitting my face, my God, he's going to throw me out now, even his father's funeral has just finished.

"Hurry and pack your things, and get out of this house" he said

I swallowed my salivary, he actually just threw me out, the same day as his father's death.

"Bas shameless, my father is dead and you're still hoping to be the mistress of this house."

All right, without answering his scathing statement, I took my thrown clothes and immediately packed them. Because I did not want to make more trouble, anyway I gave up on knocking out my stepson.

When Kelvin kicked me out, I felt absolutely no sadness at all, I was so casually stepping out, gently pulling my suitcase, in another corner of Kelvin with a creepy look on his face and watching me.

"Where is the lady going? why did the madam leave?" said one of the servants who approached me.

"The color of my work is done, thank you for your kindness while I'm here."

I smiled faintly, and stepped back to pull my suitcase, out of the mansion. Lord Shaykar must be very disappointed because I could not fulfill his last wish, I never stopped cursing myself, because so stupid, just conquer the heart of a young man alone I could not, whereas during my study period, not a few young men approached me, although I refused, and more accepting of old men to be my husband.

I exhaled slowly, I glanced at Kelvin who was looking at me at that moment, it seemed like there was no place, for me to be in this house, she said, he would never be interested in a girl like me.

"I'm sorry, sir." I said with tears welling up.

I went back to my parents' house, I used to, but I felt like I wanted to cry, but I didn't know how. when it was good enough, I could move on with my life, she said, without having to think about my responsibilities as a wife, but it feels like this feeling is very bumpy. I don't know what my heart wants now.

"Fira? you back?" say Mama.

I smiled as soon as I saw him, my father even came to me and was surprised to see my arrival, even though my father and I had met at the funeral ceremony earlier this afternoon.

"My status is a widow, what am I there for? Kelvin kicked me out." I said casually.

My parents still couldn't believe it, I came back so soon, and was kicked out by Kelvin. I didn't care, I stepped inside my big rumsh, pulled my suitcase into my room.

I myself can not remember, when I visited this house, of course I miss the atmosphere of the house. Strange, this feeling just keeps coming up, I'm getting uncomfortable, I want to cry but my tears don't come out, actually I why? saddened by the departure of Lord Shaykh or out of the house of Lord Shaykhar?

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