MISSY

MISSY
Still in the past


Illona shut herself up, didn't want anyone to come in and even forbade the house people to meet her.


His heart was being broken complete with regret that hunted him.


On the stroke of tears that continue to flow, as if struggling to get out.


Illona didn't know, didn't understand anything she couldn't say when her mom and dad asked 'what's wrong'. Because Illona is very confused by all the things that are going on.


The knock on the door did not even stop for a moment when he entered, he lowered his head to look and saturate, what was the fate of himself and this unborn baby.


He was too lulled, losing control of himself to hold back any feelings that Illona had just met this time.


It feels like a dream when you are given freedom, then get whatever you used to expect, to make Illona forget themselves that there is a line called destiny that Illona cannot just ignore.


He was fooled by a smile full of sincerity, he ignored at every ban of his mother or father, he was fooled into my eyes that looked at him as if Illona was the only woman, the only woman, even he had once consciously sinned for the sake of momentary pleasure. Now, Illona is very sorry, if possible he wants to return to being Illona with super tight care and supervision from the father, not even like this. Injured by the love he just met.


Gently rubbed and cautiously, Illona was praying, asking and moaning that what she was experiencing was a dream, not a reality that she had to swallow and endure on her own.


Choosing to lie down after violently throwing his cell phone and creating small pieces, like his heart.


***


Ysabelle wanted to break down even if she could find the princess, nothing earlier, how could her Ita come with a messed up face and tears. He will not forgive anyone who hurts the princess. Meksi he knows he is rarely there to accompany but his daughter never once separated from the supervision of himself and Taka.


"From the beginning I didn't agree the kid was off so! do you see how it turned out now?!" Omel Ysabelle did not accept because the husband just silently acted like a statue.


"What do we need to do?" frustrated Taka also regretted letting go of the guard on the only child they had.


"Whatever it is! we broke it down! that kid should be on the tatar first why!" ysabelle's orders.


***


"You guys playing games?" Fris asked crazily, suddenly his chest was so heavy that it made him barely able to breathe.


"I want to follow Ita first" said Ibra with a trembling voice, she was afraid, very much if the woman would go because of her own fault.


"You promised me to the gynecologist!" ketus Fransiska, then held Ibra's arm tightly.


"Please, this time I'll meet Ita, Ka, I don't want to lose him" Ibra asked.


"Can't be yah! you promised!"


"I promise, but Ita has a right to know what happened, for a few months I've been really cuekin him for your sake." Ibra was really frustrated and sorry. What was in his brain when he made this choice. A choice that even he made with the forced circumstances.


"Are you all right?!" really Fris does not understand, what her brother and best friend's girlfriend are now playing a soap opera of doom with a ridiculous title that he often watches.


Ibra chose to throw Fransiska's hand rough and ran towards the taxi hoping that the woman would listen and understand what was going on.


But looking at the disappointed look and the hurt that the woman gave him he was not sure everything would be okay, especially Fransiska who became their main problem.


***


Ysabelle and Taka manage to enter by damaging the door of Illona's room. And what they found was Illona who had fainted with a deathly pale face, then there was some other mess.


"Bring now! dumb even!" ysabelle's orders are hard. His body trembled and limp, he rested on the husband who was not much different.


They were so shocked by all this, this was too much, Ysabelle shook her head in order to restore her sanity.


Relax, it's nothing.


Back to being the graceful Ysabelle.


Don't overdo it, everything's fine.


The matra he was saying many times when Illona had already made it into the treatment room. He didn't even remember anything until the two of them waited in mixed feelings.


Angrier.


Disillusioned.


Failed as a parent.


Also.., feelings of guilt that continue to stall and make it unable to calm down.


The spell he spoke was not good, his heart was still troubled, restless and frightened.


They did not know that the princess could dare to go that far.


And more eager to finish off a young man who is now running with a red face and there are points of tears.


Who wants Ysabelle to ask how long they've waited until the troublemaker gets here.


***


"Why brother? why should Ibra! Illona is so good with us! even her father gave me a scholarship! why not another guy." Fris was moved to kneel with her brother after Frances told him she was going to be a mother of Ibra's son.


Ibra, her sister's friend, and her best friend Fris's boyfriend, who she believes is deeply in love with Illona.


How the man always succumbed not to eat a day 3 times in order to buy skinscare for Illona, how persistent Ibra convinced both Illona parents are super fierce but generous in sharing the money, also how Ibra who finally lowered the ego to work in the company of the father in order to save for the dream they built with a full of twinkle and a heady smile, to be drunk, it was the marriage they had been dreaming of that they said they would make after Illona graduated from college.


So, it's not possible if the man is a traitor, is it? Because the one Fris knew Illona had given up was now they could have a baby.


Ahh, Fris feels sinful to the baby in her friend's womb.


And Fransiska was silent without answering anything else.


Because before deciding to interfere with people's relationships, he has put his compassion and care right? so there's no need to care if Illona gets hurt.


***


Like a child who lost his parents Ibra continues to tear up, making the taxi driver think that the passenger has a mental disorder.


After being patient with the capital's congestion, Ibra arrived as well.


But again his body was made limp, because Ita or Illona he was rushed to the hospital. With a greater tremble he forced his way into the taxi, then mentioned the address where Illona was being treated.


Ibra was not calm, his heart was more worried when he remembered what his woman for to the clinic.


Or maybe it...


But not right? not something that Ibra denied.


Not something to do with the baby?


Because if it's true Ibra doesn't know what to do.


Then when he was close to both Illona's parents, along with the exit of the doctor from the room Illona.


And Ibra wanted to drown herself more and more as the doctor's words were spoken and she was lucky to hear them.


"The baby and his mother are fine."


Tikaman stronger than ever right stuck in the heart of Ibra, making himself sat down and drown his face between the two arms he made a pedestal.


"Please throw the baby away," Taka's voice sounded as if an alarm had immediately slapped him, a middle-aged man who didn't even say much, a man Ibra had disappointed for daring to hurt his daughter.


It's not all true, is it?


Ibra just misheard, right?


***


Sorry for typo...


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