LIGHT

7

"Tarra... I love you"

"I know... because I love you too" Tarra smiles happily looking at the woman he loved the most in his life.

"But... I'm sorry... I can't choose you"

“What do you mean?” Tarra stares at her and holds her hand tightly, puzzled by what she said.

The lady only smiles at Tarra. Her silhouette fading away and her warm hand felt cold.

"Predaa...? Predaa...? PREDAA...?!"



Tarra wakes up from his dream. His body wrapped with cold sweat. He looked around to the dim room of his house.

'Predaa ...'

Tarra rose up, walk to the window. Without realizing... his tears flowed... he holds his ring tightly.

'Him ... because of him ...'

He watched his son War who smiled widely entering his house yard made him frown.


CLEECCK


“Where have you been?” Tarra asked in his cold voice.

War gasped in surprise to hear his father's voice. War look for the voice, his house is dark enough to make him unable to see where his father was.

“I asked where have you been?!” Tarra snapped.

“Sorry ... I ... I just came from work.” War lowered his head.

Tarra approached War who just stood still.

PLAKKK.

War fell to the floor very hard. For the first time ... in 10 years, Tarra slaps his face. War holding his cheek and raised his gaze towards his father shocked by what is going on.

“You dare to lie HAH?!”

“I ... I am not lying.” answered War.

“Then what with that car?! You arrived earlier but stayed in the car for quite a while, huh!”

'Did he ... see?' War's eyes widened at what his father said.

“He ... he's just a friend of mine who accidentally met on the road.” War answered.

Tarra stares at his son. Those eyes ... the same eyes as his mother's ... he also has dimples when he smiles ... smiles ... War smiles ...

“AAAARRRGGGHHH ....!!!” Tarra lifted the chair beside him and threw it towards War who still on the floor.

War's eyes widened to see a chair floating towards him, with a reflex War hand covering his head.

BRUGGH

“Urgh ...” War whined.

BRUGGH — “WHY ... WHY ... WHY ...!”
“Ughh ...”

BRUGGH — “YOU F * CK ...!”
“Argg ...”

BRUGGH — “WHY YOU HAVE TO BE ALIVE!!”
“Ukh ...”

BRUGGH — “GIVE ME BACK MY PREDAA ... GIVE me … Give … Me back ...” Tarra's tears started to flow from his eyes. His feeling bursting out of control, remembering his beloved leaving him with a child who resembled her so much.

“I'm sorry ... sorry ... sorry ...”

Tarra looked at War helpless on the floor. His face was full of blood and his tears.