Pura-Pura Jodoh
Anger

Lula was still standing in the living room, waiting for her husband to enter the house. As his net looked towards the main door, his hands were busy looking for the lollipop that had been taken from the hawker. Just as he found the object, there was the sound of footsteps approaching towards him.

Lula swiftly turned her body to face Frans. His smile bloomed, then said, “By making, Dad—

Lula did not continue his speech, his tongue suddenly lost strength as Frans brushed aside his hand, making the two lollipops rolled into the cold marble floor. Even the other one has not formed love anymore, destroyed.

Lula tried to dampen the upset in her. He followed where the candy fell. Then I turned to look at Frans. He needed an explanation with the attitude Frans showed. “Ap—

“Apaa!” frans snapped, cutting off Lula who was about to speak. His eyes were already conditioned by emotions that were ready to be blown up. “Before acting, you never thought what you did was right or wrong!”

The sound of the scream boomed, filling Lula's eardrum, to the point of leaving a painful humming sound. His hand was eager to close his ears, unfortunately he was unable because Frans clutched his wrist. He asked her to look at him who was angry. It's scary! that one word was in Lula's head when he saw how Frans was right now.

“Can't lo ngabarin me! I was half dead thinking about your whereabouts! Is it difficult to call your own number to tell where you are! Think a little can not! JUST HOOK!! I'm freaking you out but this isn't it!"

The scream still echoed, making Lula feel that he had made a big mistake. He did not reply to Frans' words, he could not interrupt at all, to explain the man.

“Lo deliberately makes me angry! And feel guilty for you! You want my relationship to be equally broken!! AYE! STUPID!” Frans' anger is completely out of control tonight.

Lula shook her head, her tears threatening to slide free. “Maa—af.” That was all Lula could say, when people chided and resuscitated her if she was wrong.

The shadow is back, Lula remembers the events of that night, when Priscilla cursed him all out. When the woman forced him to go into the bird cage. The woman's face was the same, covered in anger. He said, if there's no Lula their lives will be better. Then when the gondola engine is turned on. The woman laughed, without caring if she cried out for help.

“Maafin, Lula ..” re-apply a little. Feeling the pull on her wrist loosening, Lula tried to pull it. His body began to tremble, the cold attacked the heat, the loss of Daddy's figure who could protect him, who probably wouldn't do this dashed right then and there. "I'm sorry, I ..." Lula turned around, desperately trying to run into the room.

Without taking off the uniform that was still wrapped in his body Lula dropped himself onto the bed. His body was like a possum curled up in a pouch, hiding under a thick blanket. While his thin lips still let out sobs. He found it hard to breathe when he imagined the face of anger that Frans showed.

“Ayah .. Lula wants to go home .. Father ..” call Lula on his wish. Her crying became even more so, when she realized her father had never done this to her. Tightness increasingly hugged him, reluctant to miss. "Dad, Dad ... Lula wants to go home ..." Lula muffled her cries by biting the thick blanket she now used to cover her body. It felt excruciating after so long he did not see the glint of angry eyes and now he saw it again.

Lula was still crying under the blanket. No one knew what he was doing in that room. Even Frans himself went straight into the room after seeing Lula enter his room.

Arriving in his room, Frans heard a cell phone ring in his pocket lit up. Rainer's name is on his phone screen. He took a deep breath before raising a call from Rainer.

“Already.” Frans closed his eyes, feeling tired and relieved because the girl had returned to his house. “He just came home,” he continued, there's no way he'd tell me if he came home with Levin.

“Frans, don't upset him! You can advise him but talk it all over with a cool head. Rest first, only tomorrow you can ask her where she is tonight!”

Too late, because Frans had cursed Lula, all out.

“Frans, you remember Lula's trauma, right? don't let you make her experience that again.” Rainer spoke again when he did not hear any response from Frans.

Guilt just comes out. It's all already happened. Honestly she had her own emotions seeing Lula coming home with men, and confidently said, This is a gift. And now he regretted why he didn't make room for Lula to explain everything.

“Yes, I'll ask her nicely. Tomorrow morning.” Frans gave an answer that could relieve Rainer's feelings. Perhaps that way the man would stop worrying about Lula.

"Yes, I hung up!"

After the call from her in-laws was interrupted, Frans returned down to the first floor. He intends to go to Lula's room, to see the condition of the girl.

As the swing of his steps arrived at the living room, Frans paused for a moment. Her net combed the marble floor, finding two pieces of candy that had been jolted by her actions. Frans re-picked the "love"-shaped candy. Frans' lips pulled to the side. There was no guilt in him.

“He's a kid, Frans! What's wrong with accompanying her to enjoy this candy!” his mumbling seemed to remind himself, who must understand Lula's current condition. Lula's attitude that still likes to wander. Lula's attitude was still too childish.

Frans continued his steps towards Lula's room. He did not directly enter, still wanting to hear what Lula was doing at the moment. He tried to stick his ear on the door. When unable to hear anything from Lula's room, Frans chose to immediately turn the doorknob.

Unfortunately when entering Lula's room, the condition of the room looks dim. The main lights of the room were gone. Frans shook his head when he saw Lula hiding under a thick blanket. Frans turns on the air conditioner worried Lula will overheat.

Frans did not have the courage to reveal Lula's blanket. So he just stood by the bed. It was as if she was waiting for Lula to open the blanket she was wearing.

However, what Frans got, the girl actually snored slowly. He chose to put the two candies on the table, as well as Lula's cellphone so that she was not confused anymore to preach it.

“Sleep, we can have a good talk tomorrow,” Frans murmured, then walk out of Lula's room.