Bakoh Shoulder

Chapter 79. Unchanged

Getting advice from Teguh and Ayu, Dinda's heart softened again. True said Teguh paklek, as much as any treasure Vera has can not buy affection, which is actually the most valuable treasure.

After saying goodbye to Teguh and Ayu, Dinda rushed her motorcycle to Djaduk's house where her mother lived all this time.

On the way, he remembered his mother was very fond of green grapes. With not so much money, he could only buy a quarter kilo of green wine already wrapped in clear plastic.

His mind soared into the past, when Dinda came home from school, his mother was still busy nyemil favorite fruit in front of the TV. With a shocked face, Vera asked why she came home.. Vera hurriedly took a drink for Dinda and told her son to sit down. Not usually Dinda walk home from school, always Vera who drove and picked him up.

"Capek yeah.. Kesian, you become the smell of the sun gini. Your teacher why not tell the group if you go home early. Make this beautiful mama's child a remembrance! I'll be angry tomorrow! Look at it!!" Vera wiped the sweat off Dinda's forehead.

"Udah.. My teacher shared the info in the group! Ieeh mamah want to make what, check first napa hapenya!" Dinda folds her hands on her chest with bulging cheeks and pursed lips typical of small children who are sulking.

Vera's crisp laughter rang out as she looked at the mobile phone. It was true, there were some message notifications that he had not yet opened. He is cool to watch his favorite Korean drama while snacking on the sweet ijo in his lap.

"May eat mulu, he said afraid fat!" Dinda after changing clothes. And look, his mom is still engrossed in front of the TV. Like not willing to miss a little scene in the film.

"Ngemil fruit Din.. Rich people like us abstain from snacking cheap snacks. Later hoarseness, coughing, weight gain, not to mention cheap snacks definitely not hygenic. Shark!! Nought.. Wine comes directly from Egypt. Pokonya's best wine, want to try it?" Vera takes pride in the fruit she now eats. The sultan said.

"Mahs.. The feeling of Egypt producing dates, since when the country of Egypt namem wine ijo?" Vera laughed even more. He doesn't know his son is this smart.

Dinda smiled softly. Long ago.. Yeah, well, his childhood was fun. Despite the fact, if his father used to be sickly.. But at least the mamahannya not spread the bar now. They live happily.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.." The greeting was said when Dinda had arrived at Djaduk's palace.

"Commasal, hmmm.. Dinda's mom isn't she?" Ask a security guard who was employed there to secure the luxurious mansion of the Djaduk family.

"Yes. I'm gonna meet mama."

The gate is open. The grandeur of the Djaduk mansion is emblazoned with real, not awe that is thrown on Dinda's lips when he sees the luxury presented. She was used to seeing such glamorous things. He breezed in.

The living room is like a field with rows of expensive sofas welcoming anyone who visits the Djaduk family residence. My husband looked at Dinda with a casual look. There is no hate or smile. Flat without expression.

"In his room." Hermik's eyes stared at the plastic crackle in Dinda's hand. A smile Dinda gave when going to her mama's room. Of course the young girl asked permission in advance and said goodbye to meet her mother to Hermiku showing her manners.

"Mah.." Dinda opened the door to Vera's room. Inside Vera's room was staring blankly at the door. He stood up, wanting to approach his son. But instead of walking straight ahead towards the door, he instead crashed into the large cupboard beside his right.

Dinda hurriedly ran to help her mama stand up.

"Mahs.. Dinda bring fruit from Egypt mamah's favorite, inget not mah what fruit?" Dinda said after taking Vera to sit on the sofa in the room.

Vera was silent. He used his sense of hearing carefully. Dinda was now probably going to the bathroom, the gurgling of water was heard up to her ears.

"Mah.." Dinda sat right next to Vera. She was wearing the wine she was washing. Dinda gave the fruit in Vera's hand, not to feed.. Dinda knows Vera doesn't like to be pitied the most.

"Go out Din. You are blind, not paralyzed, you can do anything yourself. No need for mercy from anyone." Vera's scathing words did not dampen the seventeen-year-old virgin to soften her mama's heart.

"Don't you miss me? Mah.. Three more days Dinda wants a final exam, ask for her prayers, let Dinda pass and get good grades.." Dinda wanted to kiss her mother's hand but immediately pulled it from Dinda's.

"What prayers do you want to ask of my mother? Youknew.. Mamah so I guess it's all because of you! You with all your actions are making you ashamed! Because you're the pretender who skipped mamah school so got reprimanded your homeroom teacher!" Vera started looking for other people's mistakes. Even his own son did not escape his wrath.

"You're saying that.." Dinda almost cried.

"Should you say what else? It's easy to say spirit.. Because what? Because you or all of you have never lived in the darkness of a kayak gini! It's smart ass! I'm sick of everyone! A hypocrite! Selfish!" Back Vera giving the response to the blindness she experienced was everyone's fault.

"You don't believe me, we can face this together mah.. Mah, budhe Mimin's son can't see either. Even he is like that from birth.. But, he was passionate about living, he was sincere whatever God laid out for him."

"You call me the blind mentally retarded one?? What kind of kid are you, huh?? It's out there! Mamah males is just like you!" Vera's getting inflamed.

"Bak Peace is not mental retardation mah, he is a pinter. She's special. He memorized the Quran when he could not see it.. Mama don't want him dong mah!" Dinda stomped her legs irritated.

Dinda wanted to linger with his mama, but his mama's spicy mouth was able to undo his intention. Dinda quickly stepped out of her mama's room. Leaving Vera with a chest-stifling cry.