Being a Mother to Your Child
Chapters 19. The wounded heart
Chapters 19. The wounded heart
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Imagery
His defense immediately collapsed when he saw Father who had just returned home with a woman who was seen carrying a paper bag.
Dad just went shopping? Without me?
He was angry with Dad. Dad always can't be like Mom, Oma, Ms. Nining isn't even like Ms. Galuh.
Dad is always a dad who is always busy with his world.
Not without reason, Citra is really thirsty for attention Raka. After his mother died, he became greedy and wanted to monopolize the affection of Dad. But is that wrong?
He hopes, a little time that Raka has from the busy work, Raka can take a special for him. But reality? Dad was a busy man and Oma said men would be busy.
He was crying in a prone position. Fusing his emotions by crying. I don't know why he wouldn't answer anything when he was angry.
" Dad's son why, hm?" He was silent when he felt the big hand rub against his tiny back.
" I'm sorry, Dad? Dad looked at me first!"
He did not answer and promised not to speak. The image is both upset and disappointed. Why his father doesn't understand.
Feeling neglected, Raka kept silent while rubbing her son's back. He took a deep breath to neutralize the stuffy feeling in the chest to see the reaction of the sulking image.
It was obviously a burden to him.
" Image...!" Call Dad again but he won't answer.
Raka breathed his breath. The boy was exactly his mother. If you are angry, more silence and do not want to talk.
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Rabbet
The door was seen swinging the suit for a while while Raka was inside. Showing the figure of Mama and Kalyna who apparently stood outside. Not since when?
"Where's Citra?" Ask Mama worried.
" He overslept. Crying cry!" With a lethargic face.
" Of course her mother used to be. If you are angry again with you, cry until his heart is relieved to continue sleeping!"
Make everything quiet.
" This part of you, go away is not your responsibility!"
" That kid in Ka thought. Want mama all day here, Nining too, but your tetep who plays an important role there. That kid again needs an old man!"
Mama was picking it up with a scolding. And he accepted it. That's my bad!
" Where is the goddess ma?" Raka asked shortly afterwards full of anxiety. Ignoring your mother's words is true.
" Home. He said tell you to tell you that...!" My mom sounds less like it.
" Oh Raka is not good with Dewi ma, CK!"
Raka clucked in frustration. He was afraid if the Goddess was offended by the behavior of Citra who violently rejected the toy that the woman bought. And it worked to make my mom even more upset.
" Y! Your child is more important. Why do you worry about others. The goddess knows that Citra is angry with you. This is you're not even worried about!"
" Your son is angry because he feels his father's time is up for everyone else!" My mom sounded angry.
Oh christ!
" Mama bener mas. Mas Raka must be aware that the role of mas is a dual role. Mas inget it!" Kalyna was also angry with her sister.
Raka was stunned by his sister's speech that sounded batting her consciousness. Where did that high school boy get such poignant words from.
" Mommy's glad you want to be close to someone else. But keep the image involved in anything. Because your goal is none other than Imagery. Never forget that!"
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Under the dim lights of her room balcony, Raka smoked a cigarette deeply. He could not close his eyes for a moment. His brain was completely filled with various things that kept him awake.
"Bad fuck!"
"Good to be close to someone else. But keep the image involved in anything. Because your goal is none other than Imagery. Never forget that!"
And that's true.
He actually began to be interested in the Goddess, the woman he thought was a warm and idealistic figure. Moreover, his thoughts always amaze Raka. Maybe Citra still needs a little more time to get to know the Goddess, he thought.
However, while he was still aggressively mapping all his chaotic thoughts, a person's face flashed without permission to his brain. Galuh's deep face this afternoon again came and made him jerk.
"Damn it! Why won't that woman's face disappear from my memory anyway!"
Raka immediately shook her head so that the shadow of the face fell out and fell from her brain. Really, Raka did not understand at all with herself.
Why did that face slip into his brain? Damnit damnit!
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Galeful
It's cold tonight. He glanced at the clock and it turned out to have shown at one in the morning. Where did Adi think he was. Why is the bed next to her empty.
But a moment later, the door of his room was seen swinging, with a quick movement he pretended to close his eyes.
From the movements he heard, mas Adi was seen changing his clothes with a sleeping suit. A moment later the man turned off the lights in his room.
His body also swayed as Mas Adi laid his body right beside him. He could feel if Mas Adi also pulled the same blanket that he used.
The position of Galuh who turned his back on the Duke made the man did not know if he was currently in the middle of tears.
We cry in silence.
From the light that glowed dimly, he could conclude if the husband was turning on his phone. Who is he calling these nights? And what did the man just do outside?
" What do you really want from this wedding?"
Galuh held tightness in his heart. The tears flowed and seeped into her pillow, even without her husband knowing.
The warm night he craved, in fact, was just nonsense.
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In the morning he saw Mas Adi's cell phone lying on their mattress. The sound of water gurgling indicates that her husband is not finished with the bathing ritual.
Tucked into curiosity and curious history on her husband's phone. But...what is he suspicious of? After all, all this time, Adi's attitude is that, right? Even from the beginning they were married.
He even remembered, their first night was not even passed like a bride in general. The man even first raised her while drunk on the third day they got married. Out of nowhere, mas Adi returned home already in a state of staggering.
She remembered very well at that time, even she could not believe if her husband was revoking their union shortly before his man wanted to spit out its contents.
In that instant, he knew that the Duke really still did not want to accept it. And from there too, all of that became the forerunner of him who consumed the Pill.
" You're not going to school?" He gasped from his daydream when he saw Mas Adi who was already in the doorway of his bathroom.
" Today's last private lesson. So I'm still leaving in the afternoon!" Legally.
" private? Whereabouts? Since when?" Mas Adi seemed curious, not as usual.
Galuh staring at the wide back of her husband who is now about to reach ****** *****. Of course he doesn't know anything. Even that man didn't know about his work until this moment right?
" It's been a week!" His right now helps the Duke put on his shirt. He did not dare to look at the Duke and just diligently did his duty. He just wants to do his job well.
" Mom's coming tomorrow.so...!"
She still diligently buttoned one by one the buttons of her husband's shirt. Take a deep breath and prepare to hear the next sentence.
" I hope we don't make any more noise when there's papa and mama!"
Galuh gulped his saliva. Do you not even think about my feelings?
" Look down, isn't this the first time I've had to act?" His words are still diligent with his work. She did not look at the Duke at all, but was now busy turning to make a tie knot for her husband.
He could see Jakun mas Adi who was up and down, clearly indicating that the man must have been cornered with his words.
" Don't think of me. But think of yourself....!" He pulled the tie knot sharply, making the Duke's body shake too.
Then she looked at her husband's eyes, "For in the eyes of parents, we are still children to them. No matter how small of a lie we do, they can sniff it from a distance!"
Galuh immediately darted away after saying that. Leaving behind the Duke who was silent because he was clearly hit by his words.
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