Dear Adam : Today's story

On the back porch the two men were talking to each other. They look serious in a topic of conversation between the two. Hasan and Rumi started to talk about something.

"Rum."

"Yes, San. What's wrong?"

"You know Dahlia?"

"Dahlia?" Rumi repeated. Because he is still unfamiliar with that name. His eyes narrowed to Hasan. Because he really felt very curious. "Does this have anything to do with my father?"

Hasan nodded clearly. "Yes, because Dahlia is your sister but different mother."

"It means?"

Then Hasan began to tell him about everything. In accordance with the story shared by Dahlia. Because he's just a victim.

*

"Since when have I been here," Retta muttered in her heart. She felt that he was actually still asleep at Ify's house. But suddenly she was in her room lying on the bed. She vaguely saw a man sitting on a chair staring at him.