An Effort to Love and Forget

Chapter 10 - Short message

Arriving home.

"Assalamualaikum" said dito while opening the door of his house that was not locked.

Dito saw his father lying on a small sofa.

Like his ramzi sir it was very tired from working all day. He not only works in his small workshop, but also looks for a side job. School fees are quite expensive, so it will not be enough if you only rely on his small workshop business.

Dito didn't build ramzi sir out of his deep sleep. Dito stepped on his feet towards the room, then he changed clothes and ate dinner in the kitchen. Dito found behind the hood of the dining table, only rice and one fish that had been cooked by ramzi sir.

"Daddy ate the belom?"

muttered dito saw behind the hood only one fish left.

"Have you come home, son?" said Mr. Ramzi while widening his eyes resisting drowsiness.

"Had ya...did you eat?" tanya dito while bribing rice into her mouth.

"Dear son, I ate this afternoon before you came home" replied ramzi reasoned.

Ramzi was just having lunch. Evening or not tonight he did not eat, because the side dishes are not enough and the money that Mr. Ramzi has fitting-in is only leftovers for tomorrow's meal.

He prefers to hold on to hunger.

What matters is that my son is full.

Krukkk.

suddenly the voice appeared from inside the stomach of ramzi sir, dito asked.

"Well, did you really eat?" tanya Dito heard the sound of keroncong.

"Here son, the voice of the father burped." replied Mr. Ramzi again reasoned.

"Well, take care of your health" said Dito

Mr. Ramzi nodded then smiled, while walking into his room. Then a moment saw the picture of his wife.

"Your son is already a big mom, but I haven't been able to meet his worthy happiness like any other teenager." murmured pak ramzi as he rubbed his wife's photo, do not feel the water crystals in the eye piles.

After he finished eating, Dito returned to his room, laying down his body. He remembered the mobile number that tara gave him this afternoon.

Dito took his cell phone on the table next to his bed.

He's looking for a contact who shows none other than tara's name.

While at home, Tara is working on PR. Tara is a smart and diligent child, she got a superior student degree.

Or at most grub messages, whichever may be the other.

Tara looked at her phone screen, there was a WhatsApp message coming in from an unknown number.

"Assalamualaikum ra..have you slept with a belly?

"Waalaikumsalam, who is this y?"

"Hemm time doesn't know me anyway?"

"No. Plis I don't like pleasantries"

"It's dito ferdinan."

"Gosh dito, sorry to your number I haven't saved so there's no name."

"Yes ra is not papa, why haven't you slept?

"Again PR to, have you?

"I haven't done it yet, forgot ra."

"Jain again to, we will soon pass so must be diligent in carrying out the task."

"Yaudah I used to know Ra"

"Eh yes you don't sleep late at night huh, seeyou"

"Good night ra"

"Tomorrow I'll pick you up"

"Yes to bye, good night to."

Dito put the phone back on the table.

I will fight for you, with all my body and soul.

Dito said inwardly while smiling incessantly. Then he immediately worked on the PR he was given.

While tara hugged the phone that was in her clutches then smiled happily

I've never felt this heart beating at such a rapid pace.