Ballad of Love Son of Man
POV BU HANA'S
Several months passed peacefully and normally for the Pak Bagus family and the Andrea Family. Yes sometimes Mami Hana is still teasing and it feels will continue to disturb the romance of Aryo and Andrea until they completely separate her intentions like that but by playing beautiful and safe.
Bu hana has understood for sure by forcing his will on Aryo will not be able to shake the bond of love both of them he is looking for a way to separate without being seen because he himself has been deadline by dona's family is mainly the Mami.
Usut had a mouthwash turned out that Bu Hana had one big secret held by Lady Vania's bladder Dona. Therefore, he submits to following Vania's willingness to match Dona and Aryo.
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If not because he holds my big secret, I would not insist on matching Aryo with Dona. I know my children are children who obey parents but somehow I feel more distant with them, especially Aryo.
My little man who has grown up, handsome and has a bright future God willing. I love him very much both of my children from Mas Bagus especially Aryo because he was a child who was often sickly and from the age of toddler I have left him in foster care by Mas Bagus.
I actually love Mas Bagus very much, but after wading the ark. household with my own chosen man I realized in his reality that life does not only think of love. I used to choose Mas Bagus because my love was too big and closed my eyes to the fact that my chosen man was not financially established.
I am accustomed to living well and serving maids, so shocked when I get the bitter reality of living with Mas Bagus for almost 7 years, I have lived. in a simple rented my husband was so surprised when he had to take care of the household by himself without the help of a maid. Salary Mas Bagus which is only enough to eat everyday and buy milk children make me long-suffering because I can not pamper myself again hang out with my friends.
Monthly ration from my parents has long been stopped Dad because he was already disappointed with my stubborn determination to have Mas Bagus than the man of his choice. Just imagine my snack ration used to be the same as my husband's monthly salary now. Sometimes I cry silently because I miss my life that was full of luxury and all is fulfilled.
Yes, although Mas Bagus also often gave me pocket money to use my personal needs, but it still feels far from enough. I used to buy 5x my clothes and make up every month, now I have to be satisfied with shopping for clothes once a month and that too I have to buy at a shopping place that is very far from the word luxury. Alias in the clothing store near the market. Not at my family's boutique just yet.
Vania secretly often invites me shopping and often times she treat me to buy clothes and expensive bags yes even though I know myself not much I take Vania often mocking me even with joking tone but very painful once he said I was not glowing and shining anymore. My beauty aura has dimmed due to lack of care. I'm actually offended and embarrassed by Vania's jokes, but what power is indeed her reality like that.
Usually I buy makeup for millions of rupiah now I go down grade with the satisfaction of buying a range of tens of thousands only. Plus everywhere I have to ride the bike butut Mas Bagus crammed with my two children. When attending my big family event I came with my husband and my two children riding the old motorbike Mas Bagus in the middle of the rainy road fell so hard that we had to take shelter in the storefront that was almost closed. As the rain subsided we started to walk again riding the old motorbike splitting the road, and what?
Our clothes were wet with splashes of comberan water that was inundated on the hollow road and as a result when we arrived at my eyeang house, all eyes seemed to look at us with a mocking look even though there were some of my cousins staring pityfully. And Bulik Salma my quiet brother Father among my other Romo brothers invited us all into his room to clean up. Because in Bulik Salma's room there was his private bathroom so we could all clean our wet bodies and smell the comban.
After changing into dry clothes our bodies were warm and fresh. I saw the body of my son who was shivering cold and white like cotton can look normal again.
I grabbed the bodies of my two children and held them in sad tears. My husband feels the same way when he is sad.
Bulik told us to go out and join all the cousins and nephews, my two quiet kids looking shy tailing my ass.
"What a pity you Han, rain like this is his mother riding a car or taxi. "greet Juniar my cousin who is famous cooker and likes to insult people who are considered not worth the degree.
"Gappa Mbak Jun, while nostalgic first while dating." I replied accordingly.
The sound of my relatives in the living room, this time the presence of my small family was ignored by the rich cousins.
" Come here Aryo, Bimo. Let's play Kiki and Zian over there. Don't stand behind your mother's ass alone "greet Amirah the cousin of my aunt's son.
Amira is friendly and care for all her siblings regardless of her wealth. He led me to sit next to him and had Mas Bagus melt into one so as to be familiar with my other cousins.
Father and Mother looked at me sharply as if embarrassed to see my appearance wearing aunt clothes. I approached both of my parents and kissed the back of his right hand.
"let's look at your fate! ".whisper my mother in my right ear as if afraid to be heard by my husband.
I kept smiling while tightly grasping both of my mother's hands that looked sad. I was sure to him that I was fine and would be able to get through all the problems happily.
