"I'm Tired, I Want to Give Up "

The Dinner Incident

She looks excited tonight, she chatters cheerfully while occasionally looking at her cool style in the mirror. Wow.. handsome looks like her Papa. I did not think with this adorable boy, good looks clearly decreased from his Papa, but the nature and character is very different.

He is a person who is cheerful, friendly and kind, gentle in speech, and intelligent. Anyone would be anxious when near him. Only good looking and intelligent may be right downhill from Mas Eagle, but cheerful, friendly and kind, gentle in speech, I think not from Mas Eagle. For the Eagle that I knew from the beginning was a cold and rigid person.

But sometimes it is romantic. Romance was proposing to me and declaring love for me, or romantic when she wanted to. Besides that he always looked cold and his disposition was hard to argue with. Sometimes the possessive attitude is dominant. I always had a rule not to be like this can't be without a clear reason. Possessive, but I don't feel jealous. If it can be more about fear.

About Sya, who has an amazing and adorable nature, I once sniffed information from Bi Narti. Who's the baby sitter? who takes a bath and prepares his school equipment, and who plays a big role in shaping the character of Sya so far, so that it grows into a very adorable Sya?

She has not had a baby sitter since her mother left her. Bi Narti said, Sya has been formed with such nature and character. But it is not possible, the character of a person or the characteristics of a person can be influenced by others, can be caretakers, parents or even teachers.

"Den Sya spent more time with Mr. Eagle. Early in the morning before going to the office, Mr. El who drove school or picked up," his Jeda. "After Den Sya returned home from school, Mr. El never returned to his office again" explained Bi Narti.

"Lantas, who does Bi take care of daily needs Sya?" ask me again curious.

"Before Mr. El married Non Nada, there was another ART named Bi Ijah. Bi Ijah is still Aunt's distant brother. But since Bi Ijah had a child who wanted to give birth, and did not have the heart with his child if he had to take care of his own red baby, Bi Ijah finally resigned."

"Bi Ijah's job in this house is just cleaning the house, bathing Den Sya, and preparing the food. Besides, Mr. Eagle is in charge. If the nature and character, Bibi sure it's down from Mr. Eagle. All inherited Mr. Eagle," concluded Bi Narti made me distrustful.

"Did the stiff and cold man have almost exactly the same kind of character as that adorable boy?" I asked in my heart, ahh.

"Eagle's brother is actually very good. Exactly like Den Sya, like Den Sya is a photocofyannya Pak Elang," continued Bi Narti as if he knew what I was thinking.

"Just since Mr. Eagle was abandoned by his ex-wife, Mr. Eagle has changed a little" Bi Narti said.

"Darling... How dumb? I'm ready," he jolted startling my daydream.

"Oh.., Yes. I'm still dressing up a little bit more" I replied clumsily.

"Report yourself to accompany Mas and Sya to dinner today, so that you or Mas even Sya are not humiliated by others," resolute Mas Eagle while giving her long sleeved dress below the knee of her choice to me.

"Be beautiful to me, just to me!" resolute again. Such statements are often made when we are going out. Not often but always. Sometimes I wonder, why always warning about it is "relieved", even though I myself do not want to go out with Mas Eagle in any event looks ordinary. At least dress up a little to appreciate the honor of the husband. That's thinking.

Thin polish has adorned my face which I don't think is ugly, even if polished like this I feel more beautiful than usual. Mas Eagles looked at me sharply as I finished my makeup, I accidentally took a wedge in front of the self-styling mirror. Geez it feels different, pangling.

Maybe someone asked me where can I give it to? Before I got married to Mas Elang, I worked in a big Supermarket in town in the warehouse section. I'm not very demanding and and menor, just regular makeup. Enough foundation, solid powder, and lipstick.

However, since marrying Mas Elang, Mas Elang demanded that I resign from work and demanded that I always look beautiful even when I was at home.

Although Mas Elang bestowed the affairs of the house on me after Bi Ijah came out, but he emphasized that, "you must still maintain your appearance even though inside the house," he said the other day.

From there I began to learn Make up tutorials from various famous and ordinary Youtubers, because Mas Elang did not allow me to take beauty course classes. However, the results of my studies on YouTube are not bad. In addition to free, learn as we want, just download it from YT, as long as the data quota is enough.

Mas Eagle was still staring at me sharply, either amazed or how. I was less PD and then blushed embarrassed to be caught staring at me a little in front of the mirror.

"Beautiful.., fit to accompany Mas tonight!" praise but flat.

POV Eagle.

The middle tone is bent in front of the mirror after the makeup is enough. It was a beautiful woman I married two months ago. Besides being young, he looks fresh and not boring if anyone sees. I choose the dress I used to buy, the dress under the knee long sleeves maroon in line with the shirt I wear.

After I divorced my ex-wife 3 years ago, only this woman in front of me was able to melt my frozen heart.

"It is appropriate to accompany me tonight out with Sya" I murmured inwardly.

Another value that this woman has is, she is close to Sya and seems very affectionate with Sya, and I believe Nada's affection for my son is sincere.

PPV end

"Ayokk, baby, Papa is ready. Mother too!" answer the Eagle.

20.00 Pm, Ramen Ready Restaurant

This restaurant was chosen by Sya, as she wanted. He said he wanted to eat ramen. Although actually this restaurant not only sells Ramen as the main menu, there is a grilled chicken menu and so forth. I thought, Mas Eagle will take us to one of his restaurants. Since Sya wants to eat Ramen, be us now here.

Yes, look happy. He sat in an existing seat. Mas Eagle helps Sya sit comfortably facing the table.

Mas Elang immediately ordered food to the waiter who approached us.

As Mas Eagle sat waiting while playing his HP, I briefly stole a glance with the tip of my eye.

"Handsome....!" my praise in my heart. It is more rustling that this heart sees the perfect good looks of the God Asmara in front of me.

The order has come, the waiter kindly welcome our order to be enjoyed soon.

"Make Sir, Ma'am...!" he said as he left our table.

"Thank you...!" friendly say.

Sya ate her Ramen order with ravenous and joyful. This boy is already good at eating alone without having to be fed. Salute with self-reliance. If it was true what Bi Narti said that good nature was declining from Mas Eagle, I honestly felt proud and moved.

A man whose wife left him was not worth it, but could still take good care of his son and educate him well. I still don't believe this, but the facts look like that.

"Yes, don't rush dong dear eat it!" I remember seeing the tomato sauce on her chin. Immediately I wiped it. Ahhh, the face of the straw is still very cute adorable. Makes me love more.

"Let's drink the carrot juice first, this is my favorite, right?" I said as I brought closer the juice glass that belonged to Sya. I don't know why he likes juice, especially non-fruit juice such as carrot juice, mustard juice, and cucumber. Somewhat strange indeed for the size of a child his age.

Unexpectedly, from a direction I didn't know, suddenly an adult woman nudged us, precisely nudging me. Whether intentionally or not, so that makes my body look good and befall Sya who is drinking carrot juice.

"Jeez....!" pekikku surprised. Sya coughed, the carrot juice she had drunk was now the glass changed position about her nose and bells. Some of the contents of the juice appear to hit his nose, lest it has entered the nostrils so Sya coughed.

I quickly caught the glass of juice that almost fell, so it did not fall and hit Sya.

Mas Eagle who almost finished his meal, jumped from his seat, he looked shocked and furious with the incident that we did not expect.

While I was busy cleaning up Sya's mouth and nose that was affected by the juice spill, I spontaneously got very angry and turned towards the woman who nudged us earlier.

"You don't see what, in front of you there's a table that has its inhabitants. Look at my son, in pain because of you!" my jolt was so furious.

"Mother....!" call her half screaming. I immediately refocused with Sya, as if her nose was in pain because of the juice. I took the initiative to bring Sya to the restaurant toilet to handle and clean up Sya.

It was seen that Mas Eagle was approaching the woman, his face seemed to be filled with anger. I immediately took Sya to the toilet without waiting for long.

On the toilet, Sya cried while complaining that her nose hurt. I'm trying to clean the juice that hit the nose and got a little bit on the shirt. Suddenly Sya's nose bleeds, Sya directly nosebleed. I was panicked, confused and almost desperate, lucky there were Mothers who saw and were sorry to see Sya in pain and nosebleeds. The mothers helped me give a lot of tissue to stop the blood in Sya's nose.

"Don't look down, son, try to look up!" said it. "Sir, hold his son's head so as not to bow down!" the mothers who are about half a century old are attentive.

In about 15 minutes of Shah we handled, me and the middle-aged mothers worked together to try to stop the nosebleed. I was grateful to meet these mothers, when her panic helped me. From his appearance he looks like from the upper middle class, like the socialite mothers of today.

"Mom, I'd like to thank you for your help!" I said while cupping both hands.

"It's okay, it's our duty to help others. Oh yes, if the misting still continues, try to be given betel leaf that is twisted and then put into the nostrils of his son." he replied as he leaned over to reach Sya's shoulder.

Apparently the recipe for traditional medicine that Mother suggested, the same as the recipe that always my mother gave first while still alive.

"His bachelor son is handsome, adorable. Salim is Oma!" said the mothers while reaching for her fingers, then with her smartness Sya immediately kissed the backs of the hands of the Mothers who called her "Oma" to Sya. I smiled happily at the scene.

"We're out, I happen to still have an event, I'm first!" take him to say goodbye while stroking my shoulder.

I smiled and nodded then immediately came out of the toilet while holding the suddenly spoiled Sya.

I forgot to ask the name of the mother, so I still felt panicked by the incident earlier.

A few steps towards our table, I heard a commotion like two people fighting.

"You hurt your own son, don't expect you to see him again. This incident is enough to prove that you do not deserve to be a Mother to Sya!" firmly Mas Eagle was angry at the mature woman who had just nudged me. I was stunned and thought, could this woman be His mother.

"I'll take it from you Mighty Eagle!" repelled.

"Let's go baby, get Sya to the car!" mas Elang said to me as he walked towards us and grabbed my shoulder and pulled it without looking at the woman. The Eagle walked very quickly with a very angry face.