"Hipp..." I hiccupped again. You have threeee heads." I laughed and brought my finger to touch his head but he grabbed my hand. Even before he could do anything I kicked his feet making him groan with pain. I took this as my cue to snatch the bottle from him and succeed.

"Riya, that is enough. Come with me. Shit..." He snatched the bottle from me again when I succeed to open the cap. "Give me my bottle." I whined but he gulped down the whole champagne. Ohh. my. poor. champagne.


"It's too high..Why did you drink this?" The zombie questioned me. "Even I can't take this." I heard him mutter something under his breath.

"Give me another bottle," I asked the bartender who was busy with cleaning and packing all the things, ready to go his home.

"But mam..."


"Ewww!! Put me down." I hit his back when the zombie threw me on his shoulder and started to walk God knows where.

*


Not having enough mood to touch the food, I looked through the window to let my mind wander around somewhere, but my mind brought last night memories of us which are mercilessly haunting me every now and then.

Did it happen? Or is it my hallucinations? But it felt real. A single tear rolled down through my cheeks. It shouldn't have happened.

How I ended up in this mess? Why the f**k my legs carried me to the unknown place and why the f**k did I decide to drink? Why? Why? Why? Lots of questions popped onto my mind leaving me no answer and a pounding headache.

On the other hand, Sweety is still angry with me. She didn't utter any words since I returned to our apartment early in the morning. She was so upset when I didn't return back as I promised.

I fed her breakfast and she went to play with other kids. Miss. Jaden informed me that she had been crying for the night asking for her mommy before she fell asleep and I feel sorry for both of them.

I knocked Mrs. Laurence's apartment and patiently waited for her to open the door. I could hear the giggles and laughter from the living room which automatically brought a smile to my face.

"Miss. Kader, please come inside." Mrs. Laurence greeted me inside with a warm hug. She is always so sweet and caring, and I never bothered to allow Sweety to play with his son Deriel.

Deriel is a year older than Sweety and the two are going to the same school which helps their friendship grew stronger. He is taking care of her as his little sister.

"Thank you, Mrs. Laurence." I returned her a warm hug. "I'm here to get Sweety." I said scratching the back of my head feeling bothered to start the conversation.

"Come on Riya, You don't need to ask..." She playfully hit my shoulder and went inside. I stood outside of her apartment until Sweety come with a frown on her little face. She acts way too far from her age.

"Are you going somewhere?" was her first question and I let out a defeated sigh shaking my head back and forth.

"Ahhh... Mommy wants to talk to you. Are you free now?" I asked making a puppy face.

She folded her arms and pretended like thinking for a second before shaking her head up and down giving me a clue as 'Yes'.

I smiled and scooped her in my arms but she is not bothered to put her tiny hands around my neck. "Seem someone is angry with her mommy." I teased but no response, So I gave up and walked into our apartment.

Once we entered, I locked the door and put her down to stand for herself. "I don't need any of your explanation. First, you lied and you never bothered to check me out, at least whether I have eaten or not?" She threw all of her anger.

"You are the same as a dad. I thought you love me but ... but.." Tears are running through her cheeks which made my heart clenched with pain. Why all of the sudden.. why she thinking like this. "You do not love me anymore."  She cried her heart out.

"No baby, No." I cupped her face and wiped her tears. "Sweety, who told you like that? Mommy loves you always. You are my life and what made you think that Mommy does not love you anymore, huh?" I asked controlling my tears back.

I never ever think of this nightmare; even in the future I didn't presume that she would ask these kinds of questions which will shatter both of us but she asked and it broke my heart into pieces knowing some evil planted this negative vibe on her innocent mind.

"Dad left us because he did not love me and then you..." I hugged her so tightly feeling guilty about what I did to her. Knowingly or unknowingly I hurt her feelings.

"Who told you, baby?" I asked carefully.

"Jace. He said you are not happy with me, that's why you left me alone like dad." She whimpered. It was my first time, me staying away from her throughout the whole night, and it caused a severe impact.

"Shh...Mommy is here for you, Mommy never ever leave her cute little angel." I planted a kiss on her forehead and then her cheek.

"But you left."

"It won't happen anymore."

"Promise?" She pouted her lips.

"Promise." She then threw her hands around my neck and kissed my cheeks. I held her for what seemed to be an hour and I felt her breath went heavy, which means she fell fast asleep.

Slowly, I made my way to our room carrying her in my arms and I laid her on the bed and wrapped the bedsheet over her. Her face was red and stained with her own tears.

I broke into tears when I felt lost, I'm a looser not as a strong woman but as a mother too.

Today, I don't have the guts to lie, that's why I skipped the topic when she asked her dad. I felt uncomfortable saying he was dead and watching us from heaven because I felt different, different that she had already known the truth and accusing me of not telling her before.