ASMARADANA CROWN PRINCESS

Chapter 38.

Dalilahs.

I don't know what the father's plan is. After that my freedom he just crushed his fear.

I stepped foot into the room after spending time in the park. Together with a Cambodian tree, carve on its trunk the names Revi and Lilah in a picture of a fractured heart.

In the room I want to read the letter Revi gave me. I like his words. A little tacky but I'm glad to read it.

However, when I arrived at the crossroads. I heard my heart just bark. It made me stop and think for a moment.

Which path should I choose? To the right is my room. To the left means to go back to the family room.

I growled in annoyance. It was a hard choice, and I decided to go back to the living room. Meet Ayahanda and Bimo-if he's there.

I bowed while continuing to walk. My stubbornness is still the same, it's just that I need to talk. My mother once said not to be a weak girl. Mother also often tried hard every lips tremble. I often see my mother also smile while gulping bitter saliva. If Mother could. I can also face Ayahanda.

I almost got to the family room. I still hear faint voices there. Clearly Ayahanda and Bimo were still sitting while chatting.

When they are too busy to talk. I went in and sat on the bench that I was on.

"It should be how Lilah remembers this defeat" I said without further ado as I stared at the crystal vase of the Eyang relic.

Ayahanda cleared her innermost voice.

"Watch the person you're talking to! The more mistakes you make, the more things you have to obey!"

The beloved father that I loved all this time still sat with his laughter as I stared at the reddened bead of Father's eyes holding back anger.

"What after the Mother who made you cry, now it's Lilah's turn to get the ration?" ask me while smiling thinly.

Father was at a loss for words, he just fell silent while hardening his jaw.

"It looks like this wanderlust continues Ayahanda. Bloody flesh in our veins the woman that Ayahanda loves." I continued to stare at Ayahanda.

Holding back the crying that was about to melt again on my face.

"Ayahanda just wants to take care of you, ndoro Dalilah's daughter Sekar Kinasih."

I looked back, right there the coral-hearted woman walked while carrying a drink.

"The mother defended the Father? Mommy agrees I should be watched by Bimo?" I said grunt while clutching the wooden chair.

"Will I menstruate? Just keep getting angry!" said mother while smiling witfully. Mother put three drinks on the table and smiled sweetly at Bimo.

"Here drink first Bimo mas. Must be thirsty denger Mbak Lilah nagging. Mother also yes. Sister Lilah who grumbled, Mother who is thirsty." Mother took the glass she put herself and drank it quickly.

Mother's gulp sounds messed with my mind. And now I'm thirsty.

I stared at Bimo and Ayahanda's cold orange juice. Both of them were still, not touching.

"Why Lilah? Wanna?" ask the mother who chose to sit next to Bimo.

I shook my head quickly. Prestigious dong if you have to whine for one of their orange juice. Lilah is angry again!

"Are these two men not interested in giving one of his drinks to my little daughter?" ask Father and Bimo.

Bimo reached out to his glass, he looked at me for a while then raised his glass and drank it.

Oh Gusti's... Don't let Daddy seduce me with his glass of orange juice. The juice will not forget how the pain was slapped for the first time.

Silent.

I choose the cuek at the moment. Act as if nothing had happened. But when Ayahanda said to drink the orange juice, I turned around for a while and turned my head again.

"Just if you drink! Let Ayahanda be sweet again!" I said annoyed while shaking my jaw.

Mom smiled, Bimo too.

"What's so funny? Mother does not know Lilah slapped Ayahanda. Lilah hurts Bun. Hurt inside out!" I said while pointing at my chest.

"Can Mom help you treat it? Mother knows the elixir. Not from the court physician, this is enough from you." Those pair of pretty eyes were twitching jokes. I snorted as I saw the amused glint in Mother's eyes.

"If my heart were only given red medicine it wouldn't heal, Bun. My heart's people are red-hot with blazing flames!" I coughed after speaking emotionally. My throat is dry now.

My father asked me to drink his orange juice. I refused it back.

"You're not used to saying that. It is passionate and full of emotion. Drink, Ayahanda allows." said Ayahanda slightly softened.

I snorted coldly while kicking the leg of the table.

"Ayahanda only allowed Lilah to drink her orange juice. But Ayahanda did not allow Lilah to smell the scent of freedom." I said again. Still stubborn.

"Does my daughter know what orange peel tastes like?"

"Does my daughter also know what it's like to be a squeeze orange?"

"No!"

I smiled, took the glass and put it in my hand.

"Drink, let you know it's sweet after a brief taste of bitter taste in your life! Let you know what it feels like to be a squeezed orange that is constantly twisted to produce the juice. Like Ayahanda now, do this for your future. Not just today!"

And I really lost.

I looked at the smiling Mother and nodded her head. So did Bimo who was smiling in bowing his head.

"But Lilah has conditions!" I said again still offering justice for a teenager.

"Say? I'll consider it."

I drank the orange juice that Mother made. Sweet and so delicious. Regret Ayahanda did not drink it.

"Nake?" ask Ayahanda.

"Snake because Mother made her wear love!"

"You exist because you are made with love!"

"By the way you are!"

"Speak what it is!"

"Not ashamed to hear the young!"

"No! They should know about this problem. Sometimes momentary egoism only promises the sweet. But in the end there will be nothing left! Trust in Father, my daughter. I only want to take care of you while I can, because later after you marry your chosen man. You, it's not Father's responsibility anymore."

I pensively for a moment. My father is right and never wrong. The fault is that there are only a few not up to the number of my fingers.

I looked at Mother, seeking approval. Again, my mother just nodded and smiled.

"Bimo has agreed to keep Mbak Lilah at school later" said Mother without clear details.

"But Lilah said, Lilah has conditions!" I said again full of demands.

Father and Mother nodded, waiting for me to mention the terms. While Bimo became a loyal listener while watching me carefully.

"Ayahanda ready? Otherwise, you can wave your hand right now." Father nodded and looked at me solemnly.

"1. This rule only applies in schools! Bimo can't interfere in Lilah's personal affairs outside of school.

There should be a distance of three meters between Bimo and Lilah. Because Lilah already has a boyfriend. Lilah did not want Revi to be jealous.

Father must love Lilah again and apologize for earlier Ayahanda had slapped Lilah's cheek that was not so kissed by Revi at that time.

Lilah wants Lilah returned.

Father must agree to Lilah's request number 1-4, otherwise? Father had no choice but to drive Lilah to Australia and live with Oma Laura's family."

His father nodded after I said the sentence panjjjannngggg and made me thirsty again, he lightly said, "It can be arranged as long as Lilah will forgive Ayahanda's mistake earlier."

Gravely. Again, again, I lost against Father's policy just from getting his warm embrace.

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