Mr. K really worried, even though Clara's condition was calmer than before, but still, that didn't mean to make Mr. K calmed down.
He looks bad. His heart was not calm, as if rumbling loudly, and did not end there, Mr. K kept blaming himself.
Not without reason, he blamed himself. According to him, Clara had given him the code that she wanted him not to go, and it's just that he didn't want to admit or set his heart to follow what his wife said. As a result, everything fell apart.
"Honey, what happened?" asked Mr. K softly at Clara, who was still closing her eyes perfectly.
Clara was not in the least disturbed or awakened by what Mr. K did. His wife is still the same, has not changed one bit.
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Tap Tap Tap
The sound of footsteps hastily could be heard enough towards Clara and Mr. K's room.
"Here, daddy," said a young man in his voice which Mr. K knew.
(Sound the door opened)