Being a Mother to Your Child
Chapters 2. Taleful
Chapters 2. Taleful
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Rabbet
" Papa take a shower first, you're the same onty for a second!"
After feeding Citra, he now wants to clean himself first. Hope the tiredness that attacked him vanished with the hull of water that washed his clay body.
The sensation of cold water he absorbed deeply. Flowing in every inch of his skin that looks united with the muscles of his hard body.
He rubbed his wet hair. The closed eyes were now accidentally remembered the shadow of his wife's face first.
" Titip Citra!''
The words kept ringing in his mind. The soft words that came out of the wife's lips as the woman headed to the surgery site ahead of their second child Caesar.
Feelings of guilt, regret, and anger raged in the heart. Attacking his deepest heart.
" Raka!"
" Y!"
Mama's voice successfully made her speed up her bathing ritual. The muscular hand was seen grabbing the towel and then weighting it under the waist. Raka looks so fresh.
FLECKISH
The bathroom door swung and displayed a part of his body that was still wet. Staring at Mama while rubbing her hair that was still dripping water.
" God you took a long shower! Yes, my mom was waiting below, the image of Mama just saw that she was sleeping. Mama wants to talk to you!"
Raka exhaled her breath. Obviously Mama will talk about connecting mother for Citra again. And he's always No to it.
Haish!!!
But Raka is still Raka. The man who always obeyed his mother from childhood. The dark track record of his father's past, as if to be a mirror of himself not to do the same. As a real man, hurting her heart is something she should avoid.
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The sound of his footsteps was clearly heard when he walked up the stairs. There you see Papa Abhimanyu.
" Father! When's coming?" Raka kissed the reverence of Abhimanyu's hand which had apparently come to his house.
" Just now. You're still overtime?'' Said Abhimanyu who now saw Raka was landing his body on the sofa in front of him.
Looking at her clearly uninspired self.
Raka nodded "Pity Niko Pah. There are corrupt men in the finance division!" Raka said while turning on the TV remote that night.
" Tell him. It used to be so not so great, right? This image needs the role of Ka's parents!"
Mama's voice, which appeared from behind, was seen carrying several cups of warm tea and snacks.
Raka exhaled her breath. That again-that again. Abhimanyu justifies his sitting position, facing towards his son who is now focused on changing TV channels.
" The principle of the assistant is to facilitate our work Ka. So do not all of you know. Loss pay people if you still ngoyo that!"
Raka was stunned as she watched Andhira who placed the cup before the two men. Ignoring local news broadcasts showing student demonstrations.
" Your mother is right, about this image do not take it lightly. Papa doesn't want papa's grandchildren why-why!" Abhimanyu's words look serious.
" Tomorrow Raka will come to her school!" Quickly follow. Trying to make both parents know if he is also a responsible papa.
" It's not a matter of you coming to school or not, nor is it about you being able to get angry with all the teachers even the children who attacked your child, not that!" Abhimanyu tried to give understanding to Raka.
" It's about your own role!"
Raka was stunned and chose to turn off Chanel TV which made her mind chaotic.
" You can't go on like this. You are still young, Citra also needs a female figure Ka. Think about this so that your path is balanced again!" Say Mama again.
Andhira looked at her son's face seriously. They often talk like this. They want Raka to open her heart to others.
" Papa knows you love Visya. But on his way, Citra needs Mom son!"
Now Raka is getting mummified. Not that no one wants to be with him, there are many even competing instead. However, to be honest Visya's position in her heart had actually been patented.
" If you refuse papa's recommendation, give me your chance to find your own!" Papa Abhimanyu. Clearly increasingly disturbing the firmness of his heart.
Just a few weeks ago, Papa Indra and Mama Anggi also asked him to find a connecting Mother for Citra. Now, Papa Abhimanyu and Mama Dhira are also doing the same.
Oh my God, I want it to feel like Raka's drowning herself at the bottom of the earth. Huh!
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Jodhistira
" I'm sorry, sir, Melati is not free yet. He's full tonight!" Said the man he had met. Makes him a little disappointed.
" So the name of the night is Melati?"
" How dare he reject me, I want to meet the manager of this cafe!" The look in Jodhi's eyes was so intimidating to the man.
" Yes. but.."
" Take me and take me there!" Said Jodhi taking out his decent pocket.
The man gulped his saliva with a trembling body, the proclaimer's money of over seven sheets was clearly making himself waver.
" This way, sir!"
He followed the man through dark alleys with the sound of music that deafened his ears.
Tok
Tok
Tok
The man was seen knocking on a room with a thick glass door, looking exclusive once.
" Login!"
He also heard the voice from within. Without waiting any longer, he now entered a spacious room where he saw a fat man who was holding a sexy woman, seen his breasts poking out. Waw!
" My boss ma.."
" I want to talk to you!" Jodhi cut off the man's words. Making the owner of the sign that read Zaky round his eyes.
" We'll continue, baby!" Zaky kissed the bad lady's lips. Totally disgusting.
He only remained silent with a cold face as the woman and man walked out. Now, leave him and a pervert manager in that monochrome painted room.
" I want Melati tonight too!"
The man laughed "Jasmine is not open BO, she is just a waitress. You can hire..."
HORN
CLAMPS
Zaky glared as Jodhi quickly pulled the gun and cocked it in a split second. Damnit damnit!
Yes, Jodhi did always carry that thing to protect her.
" Don't mess with you!" Zaky was terrified, why could there be such a brash man in his cafe. Damnit damnit!
" Are you a cop?" Ask Zaky with a pias face.
" Did I look like a no-nonsense bastard?" Jodhi drew a sly smile.
Shiit!
" Jasmine is not open BO, I told you. He's just a waiter!"
" His schedule is full tonight anyway!" Zaky is of course confused, obviously he will get in trouble if the woman is clearly already on the order.
" Oh yeah? You think I believe? How can women with minimal clothing not open BO?"
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BRACKET
Lintang who was busy pouring drinks to his guests was surprised by the presence of a man who put on a cold face with his manager.
" What the fuck is this?" Said the male guest who was being served by Lintang. Seems not to like.
" Sa.I'm sorry, sir. But..Melati should..!" Zaky was really confused where to start. The crazy man continued to threaten her through his intimidating gaze.
The latitude looks confused, what does it mean?
Zaky did a head gesture as a sign for Lily to take the man out. Leave the latitude confused.
" Mister, today's jasmine I'm replacing. Come!" Said Lily with a sentence full of seduction that successfully made the guest forget Melati.
Now Lintang aka Melati is really made not understand. What's the matter? Why Zaky just changed.
" Jasmine, serve this Lord well. He's already paid four times!" Said Zaky staring at Lintang's face. Implies if he has to.
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Latitudinal
Since the death of his father, he has been the backbone of his family. His mother is very sick. Breast cancer suffered by her mother increasingly worsened their financial condition.
Chemotherapy and also supporting treatment that requires funds that are not small, it is clearly a matter of nature that forces Lintang to do anything.
His life really changed one hundred and eighty degrees, he who had difficulty finding a job was forced to join a song guide and a waiter to finance himself and his family.
Zaky is the man who's been at the crossroads. The man almost died when he was about to be rocked by thugs. Luckily, the passing latitude , helped even though he himself was battered and had to scream for help from others.
From his meeting, he got a job offer. Feeling indebted, Zaky then hired Lintang at his plus-plus cafe.
" Calm down, I'll choose a guest who won't mess with you!"
" When you get another job, you can get out of here!"
Perhaps no one would believe it if Lintang was still a virgin. The kind Zaky did take care of the woman. From the difficult story revealed by him, Zaky felt sorry for the sweet woman's steep path.
However, when a brash man came who dared to point a gun at him, he did not know what the fate of Latang would be.
Fucking jodhistira!
"Delati, serve this Master well. He's already paid four times!" That's all he can say. He knows who Jodhi is. The person who is quite influential and the son of the owner of Kitchen Isun.
He could see the questionable look in the eyes of the man with multiple personalities. He is now seen looking at the face of a man who he thinks is not foreign. The man above one hundred and eighty looked very familiar.
But where have they met?
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To be continued...
