Being a Mother to Your Child
Chapters 18. You hurt me Dad!
Chapters 18. You hurt me Dad!
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Goddesses
In a dark corner of the room, a woman grinds out her long cigarette butts. Indicates if the woman is angry.
He stared hard at the expanse of sparkly lights belonging to urban residents who tonight must be busy sheltering with his family, from the balcony of his home.
Unlike her lonely self and silent friends. The sight made his heart ache even more.
" Do you want something to eat tonight?" Ask the man who has been the woman's personal service and bodyguard in secret.
The goddess poured alcohol back into her cup. I don't know what the woman was thinking. Making the man stare at the Goddess diligently.
" I'm not hungry yet. You eat first!" His words were flat to Anom. His men are the same age as him. Being the Goddess' minion because the woman helped her when she was seriously injured.
Anom looked down respectfully and left the Goddess. He knew that his boss was unwilling to be disturbed.
" The Aryasatya Family!" He murmured while drinking wine for the umpteenth time.
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Galeful
It has been almost a week Galuh run the edict from Bu Bening. And most likely, tomorrow is the last day he gave Citra to study at home.
" Master, don't go home.. The image has no friends!" The boy spoke with a gloomy face as he was about to return to his house that afternoon.
Mbak Las and Mbak Nining look confused for the sake of seeing the image that is memelasih and ask Galuh not to go home first.
" I'm sorry Master, if Master Ma doesn't mind and there is no event, I beg you to accompany Non Citra first until she takes a nap. I beg!" Mbak Nining whispered those words with a face full of hope.
They have no heart for the image.
The middle-aged woman had already helped take care of Citra since she was a baby. Of course he could not bear to see the sad image. He knew, if the beautiful Master had managed to make the days of Colorful Imagery lately.
Galuh was seen weighing the request of the sitter Citra. All right, it's only up to nap time, right? And it will be soon he thought.
After all, for almost a week, he felt like he was in hell to see the Duke's changing attitude towards him. In short, he also went home.
Since the incident the other day, the man rarely invited him to speak. Fortunately, his father-in-law delayed his arrival. Makes him breathe a little relieved because there is no need to make a show when his heart is hit by a slump.
" All right!" Galuh agreed and immediately made Citra prancing with excitement.
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Rabbet
He had just returned from his office that afternoon. Deliberately went home early because he had made an appointment with the Goddess. His steps toward the kitchen suddenly stopped to hear two of his aides talking to each other.
" I'm actually glad Ning saw Mrs Galuh here. You know, Non Citra lately so it looks like a whole lot!" Tukas Mbak Las while weeding vegetables in the kitchen.
" If Mr. Raka had a rich wife again Bu Galuh huh?"
" Same mbak, just now I also see the pas nyapu above, non Citra laughs off really fitting same Bu Galuh. We haven't seen Non Citra laugh in a long time?
" Pity Ning, non Citra it actually just needs affection!"
" Ahem!!!" Raka cleared her throat and made the two scowlers instantly shut her mouth.
" Eh Raka sir, are you home yet?" Mbak Las immediately stammered to see a tall figure who was now staring at him flat.
I hope they are not in trouble after this.
" Picture has eaten Mommy? What is he now?" Ask the man flat.
The two women were staring at each other. Would Raka be angry if they said something that could be said presumptuously?
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Raka apparently was neither angry nor surprised by the words of the two maids who worked in his house.
" Anu sir, non Citra did not want to stay in Bu Galuh. So..."
Somehow Raka's heart warmed to see the shady face of her son who is now sleeping and embraced by Galuh who was also asleep that afternoon.
A single smile even rose from her lips as her two eyes stared at Galuh's beautiful face as she closed her eyes.
A moment later Raka shook her head to let her mind crumble. Goddamnit! Why can you smile when you see the teacher sleeping. Damned!
Now, Mbak Las and Mbak Nining are mutually unwilling when they see the reaction of Raka that they did not expect.
" Just leave it, if Citra wakes up later, say I have a show for a while. Kalyna will be here around two!" Raka said which then passed.
Leaving Citra with her teacher with feelings she could not explain.
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" I'm so glad you're having lunch with me!" The smiling Goddess looked at Raka who was now also smiling full of sincerity.
" It's OK. Today I happen to have no important meeting or important meeting!" Sahut Raka's.
" What image? With this teacher there's been no progress yet?"
Hearing the Goddess ask Citra, somehow he imagined with a shady face Galuh who also overslept beside his son earlier.
That face won't disappear from her memory.
" Yes. The day after tomorrow, maybe Citra is back to school!"
The goddess looked at Raka with a meaningful gaze as the man was busy cutting the well done beef steak.
" good. The social interaction of children is also important. Their world is playing, not at home like that. Sory ka, but I think Citra is better than other normal schools. Yes.even he does need special guidance!"
Raka nodded in agreement. Goddess's right. The socialization of his child will be hampered if he continues to study at home like that.
" Thank you Wi. You.more than my expectations!" Raka holds the back of the Goddess' hand. Making the woman now look at Raka with a smile.
A smile that can only be interpreted by himself.
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Andhira
" Why not eat?" Dhira asked with a face of despair to her grandson that night.
He was with Kalyna staying at Raka's house that night because Abhimanyu was having an event with the other members of the Konglo trio.
Really the definition of parents is a lot of style.
" Mah, this is a child like Kesel deh same mas Raka. Earlier said by Las, the brother wanted to go for a while but did not know who, the question even reached the mallem!"
" The Citra Denger was when Las told me!" The whisper of Kalyna to Andhira who was still aggressively persuading her grandson.
" Bribbed onty huh? Playing a game?" Kalyna tried to diplomacy with her nephew.
The two of them were still trying hard to persuade Citra to want to eat.
" Bad daddy! Keep going!" Image with a stale face.
Now Dhira and Kalyna are both staring at each other. That's their guess.
" dear...Dad is working again. There is Oma same onty here!" Dhira stared grimly at his grandson's face. Must share this again.
Dhira was a little upset. What is the real show of his son? Moreover, Sulastri said that his son had come home before noon.
" Whoa!!! Again on eating, huh?" Raka's voice made her look towards the front. And he was a little surprised when he found Raka who came with a beautiful woman he had never met.
Who her?
" Good night Auntie!" Greet the woman to him.
Awfully scanning the woman's look, Dhira smiled with a surprised face that she could not hide.
" Mah, know this Dewi Temen Raka. Wi this is my mama, if that's my sister!" Raka introduced the two great women.
" I'm Andhira!" Said Dhira while shaking the hand of the Goddess.
" Greetings to Auntie, when the Goddess!"
" Kalyna!" Kalyna said when it was her turn to get acquainted.
" Greetings yes!" The Goddess smiled.
" Eh Citra, this..Auntie buy toys for you. Try me..!"
BRUAAK!!!
The image instantly slapped the expensive toy box that the Goddess had deliberately bought for the boy, and made a set of Barbie dolls dump onto the floor contemptuously.
Makes everything in there really shocked.
" Bad daddy!" Imagery runs while crying. The boy was obviously angry. He felt his father was more concerned about others and did not care about him.
" Image!" Shouted Raka while chasing her son.
" Picture of Dad's horror first son!" Raka's voice sounded increasingly distant along with her steps which also got further and further away.
The goddess immediately swallowed her saliva. God, did he make a mistake?
" I'm sorry, ma'am!" Kalyna picked up a box of toys that were thrown on the floor and felt bad for the Goddess.
" I'm sorry for the image of the Goddess! Please forgive!" Dhira was not feeling well.
The goddess smiled stiffly as she looked to catch her breath. It was truly unexpected that he still received such a welcome.
Shit!!!
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