I'm Waiting for Your Widow
Dad's Funeral

"Hiks...hiks.." Lala's cry grew louder when the father was mummified, he cried loudly beside the father's belly button with a sense of loss. Lala's tears are increasingly unstoppable when remembering the moments of her togetherness with the Father, it feels very painful. For hours without him Lala did not want to go from there, he still faithfully accompanied the father.

Dimitri who had been standing was now crouching beside Lala, as his plan was not in line with the present reality. Because his heart ached even so bitterly after seeing Lala's state of destruction, Dimitri did not understand this. He even asked himself, isn't this what he wanted. Watching Lala suffer, watching Atmaja suffer. Then why is there now a deep sense of regret, there is a glimmer of regret that can no longer be changed.

"Lala let's go home, let your father rest easy" Dimitri said, holding Lala's shoulder.

Lala doesn't seem to want to go from there, she just wants to be there with the Father she loves so much.

"Lala come on" Dimitri said again.

Lala did not answer, she just cried by hugging the father's photo.

"Lala," Dimitri returned to wake Lala from her daydream.

Slowly Lala looked at Dimitri, but her gaze was so full of wounds. Her eyes glazed over and shed tears, "Now that your goal has been achieved, congratulations!" lala said full of wounds, "Your revenge has been avenged, you are the winner. You are so great, no one can match your prowess," Lala said with a laugh.

Dimitri was silent, because what Lala said was true. He now won, managed to make Atmaja tormented and Lala was also miserable, but unfortunately his heart is now opposed and even feel the wounds felt by Lala.

"Let's go home," Dimitri's hand tried to reach Lala's arm, but it couldn't because Lala threw it away.

"Where to? Where should I go home! I don't have a home, I don't have someone who can make me comfortable. I have no one in this world!" lala replied firmly.

Deg.

Dimitri's heart ached more and more, for some reason. But he could not see Lala who was washed away in such a deep wound, whether since when this happened but he was completely powerless to see Lala's suffering.

"I'm sorry" Dimitri said.

Lala immediately stood up because she heard the magic words uttered by Dimitri, she looked at Dimitri who was also looking at her, "Sorry?" lala asked confusedly, "Did I not hear wrong!"

Dimitri shook his head, because what he said was true. And Lala wasn't wrong in listening, "I'm really sorry, if only I hadn't withheld your father's operating expenses. Maybe your father wouldn't" Dimitri explained.

"It's okay, I want to forgive you," Lala replied bowed.

Dimitri smiled as he heard Lala's forgiving reply, "Thank you very much, I hope that after this we will live a good household. The real household" Dimitri smiled.

"I want to forgive you, unless you can bring my dead father back to life!" lala resolute.

Dimitri's smile instantly disappeared, upon hearing the word that had just come out of Lala's mouth. At first he was very happy, but unfortunately like Lala did not want to make peace with him.

"But I'm sorry!" dimitri.

"I've asked you to do what I want!" lala said who had not lost firmly.

"You've tested my patience!" Dimitri immediately pulled Lala towards the car, he felt he was kind enough to even apologize. But Lala still ignored him, now inevitably Lala has been brought back to Dimitri's house by force.

"Quick clean your body, and eat!" dimitri said, and now Lala is sitting on the side of the bed.

Lala did not care about the words spoken by Dimitri, he just curled up while hugging himself on the bed.

The days went by so well, but not with Lala. He was just moody and silent without saying a single word as well.

Dimitri turned the doorknob, and saw Lala sitting beside the window while hugging her knees.

"Let's eat," Dimitri scoops the rice and tries to feed Lala.

Lala did not care that she was just silent, even her gaze looked empty with tears that continued to spill.

Dimitri threw a spoon in his hand on the floor, "You want me to be rude again to you!" dimitri's growl.

Slowly Lala's pale face looked at Dimitri, "Why do you think of me, just let me be this way so that you are satisfied!" answer Lala.

"You," Dimitri clasped Lala's chin tightly, "Don't make me turn into a demon, I've been very kind to you," Dimitri threw Lala's face away.

"Nothing's changed from you, you're still just as evil!" lala.

"O...really?!" Dimitri smiled slantedly, "Well you're the one who asked me to remain a demon!" Dimitri.

Plaque!

Plaque!

There was nothing Lala could do but endure the pain when a long blunt object, which was mounted on Dimitri's waist, hit him. It hurts so much.

"You forced me, without which you would prefer me like this!" Dimitri picked up a plate of rice on the table, "Hurry to eat, or you'll feel the pain again!" threaten Dimitri's.

Lala just stared at the plate, it felt like her body was very sick and sore. This can no longer be held.

"Fast eat, otherwise the plate I threw on your face!" threaten Dimitri again.

Lala wiped her tears, Dimitri was really like a heartless demon. Even he did not have the slightest compassion for Lala, only being able to treat Lala like an animal that did not obey her master would be punished.

Life has changed, the wheel of life has turned. There is no longer a happy smile full of laughter, there are only wounds with tears that can no longer be held. The fragile body is really no longer able to withstand this suffering, the suffering of life that now afflicts it. Lala felt there was no way to get out of the place. Alone, crying, lamenting, hurt, tormented are her daily companions.

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