CHAPTER 37

Fisya glanced back at her husband. Since earlier, Regan had been ignoring her and not paying any heed to her. Sometimes that man always confused her with his attitude, she was really very unpredictable –she thought.

“Adnan, how was today? Pleasant?" she asked Adnan. She did not want to die in this silence and awkwardness.

Adnan, who was engrossed in his toys, immediately nodded slowly. “Yes, very exciting. I want to make that craft again at home and put it in my room, Mom.”

"Well, we have to do it on the day off, okay?"

"Yes, ma'am."

The situation became awkward again. There was no other discussion that Fisya could say to overcome this situation. She glanced back at Regan, wanting to rebuke her even though she was worried that Adnan saw her and Regan fighting. She had seen such sights a lot as a child and it didn't feel pleasant at all.

Her parents had a big fight right in front of her. She still remembers all those dark memories to this day. She did not want what happened to her to a