Trapped by the Love of Leaning
Promise me By...
Night has now replaced the light of day with darkness, but Jason is still reluctant to move from his room.
After Mama Mila brought her to the room to give a letter from Shirleen, she no longer went out of the room, Mama Mila was not so denied what she did, Mama Mila knew this must be heavy.
Abandoned in the hope that her lover will return, Jason cannot if he has to separate from Shirleen for a day.
By, promise me, you'll be back.
In his heart continuing to recite the word, he very much hoped that Shirleen would return.
He reread the letter that contained Shirleen's handwriting, he read it over and over again, only this could strengthen him.
Promise me By...
Mama Mila intends to give dinner and a glass of milk for her son, although she knows for sure Jason will not want, but how else, Jason has not eaten from this morning.
"Jason, eat first yuk son" Mama Mila opened the door of the room, she saw her son still in the same position as he left earlier, her gaze empty as blank as her heart.
Mama Mila put the tray of food on the nightstand, now she wants to feed her son...
Praanngg...
The sound of plates and spoons scattered and their contents. Jason parried his hands firmly until everything fell apart scattered.
Jason just wants to be alone, for him his mother is the same as his Papa, the winner of his happiness.
A cold gaze like an arrow that is ready to hit anyone's heart if faced with it, lucky only this time the son did not raise a tantrum again.
If this is how Mama Mila knows, there is no point in paying attention to a Jason Ares Adrian.
With a shunt step he came out of his son's room, telling one of the maids to clean up the mess in his son's room.
She wanted to see her husband in the room, her husband had a bruise and a broken bone in one of his hands and feet, and she really didn't want this to happen in the first place, but if this is not the case Jason will still go the wrong way without anyone giving understanding.
"Papa did not think it was so difficult to change the nature of the child" said Mr. Adrian to his wife, he seemed to grimace in pain while being helped by his wife to sit on a pillow behind him.
"That's what Mama is afraid of, he will not stay silent if what he wants is not achieved, from childhood he has always been obeyed, now Papa is aware, right, time with children is more valuable than anything, wealth is meaningless if it is this way, what is more important than the happiness of our son, he said, Mama regrets Pa indulged in Papa's willingness to train her from childhood, we have taken her precious childhood"
"Jason did not want to eat, he even ignored the care of Mama Pa" said Mama Mila, her tears were well overflowing, she was devastated, only this time she did not win the heart of her son.
"Ma, is Jason going to forgive Papa ?" ask Sir Adrian sanguine.
"Hopefully, I think Jason needs some alone time"
Both dissolve in their own thoughts, Mr. Adrian with his confused mind who realizes indirectly has destroyed his son's life, while Mama Mila is eager to contact Shirleen, who is, I don't know if the candidate has arrived yet to the destination. But not getting the right time.
Athar let out a long sigh after going through an unexpected day for him, today he really officially bears his dudas status.
He rewires the memory of his introduction to Riana, brief but influential in his life.
Where he had the heart to wish Shirleen who he loved so much, thought once again, how could he let go of Shirleen and then replace her position with Riana, seen from any angle Shirleen was much more everything than Riana, why he could be tempted.
Heh, he chuckled slowly realizing his stupidity. I don't know women do have their own poison to mislead men.
He began to compare Shirleen and Riana, making him miss the figure of his wife even more, whether what Shirleen was currently thinking.
Ah yes, he still has the number Shirleen, it is not too late, he will try to contact his ex-wife, maybe under the pretext of missing Misca can be the right reason, he said, tomorrow Athar will invite them to meet he thought.
Then he dialed his ex-wife's number, unfortunately not connected, the number is no longer active.
Athar began to rile, how many times he tried to keep calling , but still the same number was not active, could Shirleen change the number.
The truth is, Shirleen's ravaged phone was thrown by Jason and his card is now in the landfill.
And even though Shirleen doesn't have a cell phone at the moment, she's going to shut down all her privacy, she knows the email on her phone is the same as the email on Jason's phone, he did not want to take the risk so he deliberately left his cellphone in the apartment before he actually left.
Athar pondered again, the shadow of Shirleen increasingly filled his head, after the departure of Riana he was now very sure that Shirleen was the only woman he loved the most.
He looked at the photo of his ex-wife who was still well stored on his phone, so beautiful, there was no shortage of the slightest.
Making him increasingly unable to bear to kiss the ripe lips that look like a sweet smile to him.
Awakening the romance that had been delayed, he began to think Shirleen into his own again, wild fantasies began to penetrate his brain, really tonight he only wanted Shirleen.
Releasing his tumultuous desires, his blood hissing violently, now there was something he had to finish.
He walks into the bathroom, starting his solo career ritual, imagining Shirleen touching his body.
In reality, Shirleen was still enthroned in his heart.
Seriate...
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