So Many Times
TWENTY-ONE
...It's funny, when I miss "Home" when I've never been "Home"...
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"Come in" said I kissed Alana's lips. "All right." Alana turned around and waved, but as I turned on the motor, Alana grabbed my nape and kissed me, "Thank you," said Alana running into the Apartment. I chuckled with alana's behavior, why be ashamed of my kiss even if she asked for more I would give.
Wait, Alana's phone is left in my hoodie pocket. I put my bike back on and headed to Alana's apartment.
Alana POVs
I really enjoyed today, more precisely when I was with Dareel. It seems like today I will smile more often, my heart is good at this time.
When I opened the apartment door, PLAKK. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? WHY NOT ATTEND THE VANO FAMILY EVENT?" Papa shouted in front of me.
I held my cheeks that felt very hot, behind papa there was also Vano who looked at me with his smirk. Damn it
"I said from the beginning, I do not agree with this match. Attending a family event, to hell with it, I don't care." I looked at papa and Vano.
"WHEN DID YOU EMBARRASS PAPA LIKE THIS, HUH? PAPA DOESN'T NEED YOUR OPINION, AGREE OR NOT, YOU HAVE TO MARRY VANO." Papa shouted back in front of me.
"Do you know what Vano has been doing behind my back? Did you know that Vano sleeps with different women? Do you know that? Of course not, all you know is money, money and all your profits. Papa's? How can I call you that name?" I rubbed my slowly falling tears, it was so tight.
"When all girls love their papa so much and make their papa their first love, but me? Even to think of it is impossible. You're the first man to break me, you're ruining the lives of your son and wife. HOW CAN YOU BE CALLED A FATHER." I shouted right in front of Papa.
I can't help but get angry in my heart, I can't help it anymore. Oh my God, this is so painful, so painful.
When papa was about to slap me a second time, but someone beside me held my hand. I looked at the man, Dareel..
"Stop, don't make me forget that you're a parent." I had never seen Dareel with such a frightening look, even with such a sharp gaze.
"You?" Papa said surprised, removing the dareel check. Dareel looked at me, "You're back? Gambler's family, why are you back, huh?" Papa pulls Dareel's collar.
But Dareel quickly pushed papa, "I came back because you didn't keep your promise. You promised to fix your family, you promised to be a good father to Alana. I was wrong to trust a man who has no heart." Saying a dareel standing in front of papa, I lowered my gaze, dareel clasped my hand tightly.
"Stop meddling and go!" Papa was about to push the dareel, but the dareel dodged. "I can destroy your company in one command" said Dareel pressing his voice.
Suddenly Vano's phone that had just witnessed our debate rang.
Yeah, Hello
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Whahuh?
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How could? Papa is not such a person, it is impossible for papa to embezzle the company funds of the inventors.
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All right, I'll be there.
Whatever else this is, "Om, excuse me first" Vano told papa and ran out of the apartment. "Vano, what's going on? Fund embezzlement? Whatdoes thatmean? Vano, vano." Papa yells for vano but is ignored.
I saw you shuffle her hair, "See? The company that will help you is now in trouble, how can you make your son a guarantee?" Dareel walked towards the father who was now sitting at the end of the sofa.
"What is all this you're doing?" I heard papa speaking softly to Dareel. "You're so clever, of course. From the beginning I told you, making Alana cry is like ruining your own life." Dareel said softly in papa's ear.
Dareel turned around and approached me who was sculpting with Dareel's words, what dareel was involved with the problems that occurred in the vano family company.
"I beg you not to be like this, stop, please. I miss the old papa, can't we repeat everything like ten years ago? You who love me so much and take care of me, can't we go back to that time? Please." My voice raucously stared at the weak papa, hoping that papa could treat me like his beloved little princess.
"Alana, you're naive just like your mother. You follow your heart too much, you're fragile. You look so much like your mother, making me sick." Papa's words made me very claustrophobic, whether my mother and I had no meaning at all. For God's sake this is very painful.
"Stay in my house, didn't you just say you missed lala and kiki." Dareel rubbed my hair. "Alana, this is Papa's order, stay away from that fucking guy!" Papa shouted behind Dareel.
"ALANA, ALANA... " Papa yelled behind me but Dareel restrained my shoulder from looking back. I looked at the face of Dareel who was also staring at me with a warm smile.
Where her scary look was 10 minutes ago, she easily changed her expression and now she is back with a face engraved with my favorite smile.
"Is it really painful?" Tanya dareel rubbed the cheek of papa's former slap, I shook my head. It hurts so much but I'm used to it, even so used to it that I don't feel anything anymore. I don't know why it made me so hurt.
"Later home I will compress" said Dareel wearing a helmet on my head.
All the way, I just looked down. You look so much like your mother, making me sick. Papa's words made me want to cry, I hit my chest repeatedly to hold back my tears from dripping.
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"Do I want to make milk?" Ask Dareel to me when he gets home. I just shook my head, now I don't want anything I just want to rest, it's exhausting.
"Come here..." Dareel pulled my hand and hugged me. "Crying, Al. Don't hold back your cries, it'll get stifling." Dareel rubbed my head and kissed my forehead long ago.
"Don't act like you're strong. I'm here, cry in front of me, there's no one else here." Dareel rubbed my back which began to shake from the crying.
I cried in the arms of the dareel, I think now the dareel clothes are wet with my cry. "Didn't I mean anything to papa?" I said, "Are you and I just a doll in life?" It's so tight.
Dareel rubbed my back, "I love papa so much, I really want you back like ten years ago. It's a very painful dareel." I spilled everything in Dareel's arms.
I don't care what Dareel thinks, maybe Dareel thinks I'm fragile and crybaby, I don't care. Now, all I need is a place to cry.
"You're strong, alana, hold on a little while longer" murmured dareel, whom I heard little. I continued to cry for how many hours, until I did not feel I fell asleep on the dareel boat.
Slowly I opened my eyes, I felt a dareel holding me up the stairs. Ah, perhaps heading to his room, I closed my eyes again and tightened my arms on the shoulders of the dailel.
Dareel POVs
I stared at the beautiful face that was sleeping next to me, very beautiful. Her eyes were slightly swollen and her nose was reddish from crying last night.
I rubbed his eyes and nose in turn, these eyes can't shed any more tears. I approached and kissed alana's forehead and lips.
Slowly Alana opened her eyes and rubbed her eyes and yawned, what an adorable gosh. "Morning" said I kissed her lips, but was pushed by Alana.
"Eehmm, don't get whipped." Alana covered her face with a blanket. "I'm so ugly when I cry, don't look." Say it quietly in the blanket.
I laughed at this adorable behavior, "Alana.." I haven't finished speaking yet. "Wait, why don't you wear a t-shirt?" Alana took off her blanket and looked at me in wonder. "Jeez, I was wearing a hoodie yesterday. Is this how you wear a T-shirt?" Alana glared at me.
I smiled pulling his nose, "I never sleep with a t-shirt, let it be sexy, especially if there is you." I blinked in front of Alana who was now glaring.
"Yes, yes, yesterday you slept uncomfortable because you wear a hoodie with tight jeans. So I changed the same training shirt," I said down from the bed.
"Why the hell in change everything, justin napa. It's not polite to know" said Alana throwing a pillow at me. "How polite? I know everything, I've seen everything." I laughed hard at Alana's red face.
"You ah, pervert." Alana said back to lying down and playing her phone. But alana's phone kept ringing, when I saw who called it was papa alana and I saw her look turned moody again.
I quickly grabbed Alana's phone and turned it off, "Let's go down, I'll cook. What do you want to eat?." I took Alana's hand to the kitchen.
"Whatever, what's it." Said Alana sitting next to the sink, "Sit on the table, Al." I rubbed Alana's hair, but she just shook her head. Well, maybe his mood still isn't improving.
Now I'm going to cook fried rice, simple and fast. Cutting sausages, pentols, shrimp, mustard and preparing other ingredients, then I glanced at Alana who was now recording me with my phone.
"What are you doing, hmm?" I looked at Alana. "Grekam you cook," replied Alana who was still busy recording me, now her legs kicked my legs.
"Of you, Al, I'm cooking. Instead of you bothering me, here help me cook." I looked again at Alana who had now stopped recording me and walked towards the refrigerator.
"No, I don't want anyone other than my husband" said Alana lightly after drinking orange juice. "What?" I was surprised, "Why is that?" I asked alana, while moving the cooked fried rice onto the plate.
"It's only my husband who can eat me. Others cannot, secrets. By the way, it's really good to know my cooking, mantab." Said alana taking the expert plate containing this fried rice and moving it to the dining table.
"Take a stab with me, and make me the only man who can eat your cooking." I said right next to Alana's ear.
...TBC...
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