Him or Me

Until the clock showed at twelve o'clock at night, there was no sign of Nosa's return home. Kaylila, who wanted to ignore him, was unable to contain the turmoil in her heart.

He can't even close his eyes for a moment. Every sound that appears and is caught by his senses, always distracts him. Unfortunately, Nosa never came back.

The bed he occupied felt so cold, as cold as his heart. No more warmth can reassure his soul today. 

Without feeling tears again collapsed wet her cheeks that began to look more tapered, with protruding cheekbones.

"Apparently, I have no place in his heart anymore. I'm not worth fighting for, what else is being defended. Should I choose another path? The way I have to fight for my own happiness?"

Kaylila hugged the bolster pillow that was on her back. Without sound, the water overflowed the feelings in his heart. A feeling that never befriends him.