BIAS & ZEE ROMANCE

STORIES OF THE PAST

..."We cannot choose life, but we can strive to make life more beautiful even in bitterness!" (Farah)🥀...

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After descending from the angkot, Zee's footsteps stopped in front of a yellow wagon. Zee who almost never snack at school and choose to bring supplies from home does that not without reason, he wanted his allowance intact and he could buy food for his two younger siblings when he returned home from school.

One cup of sweet corn with cheese topping and chocolate cream was already in Zee's hands, he continued his steps again until the green-dominated building was in front of him. Joy Zee's younger brother who was playing hide-and-seek immediately ran when he saw her brother's body coming.

"So, don't you bring food, do you?" ask him quickly.

"Hmm .. bring,"

"Yeaa, where's Brother?"

Zee who hid one of his hands back now slowly advanced it. Joy's eyes immediately blushed.

"Yeaa .. Jangung sweet, I like it. Thank you Brother."

"Yes, but you ate it with Zaa, yeah!" Joy nodded.

"Oh yeah, which mother?" ask Zee afterwards.

"So it's inside, brother."

"Oh yes, my brother came in."

"Mother ...." Instead of saying hello Zee immediately greeted and hugged his mother who was sewing.

"Have you come home, Zee?"

"Already, Mom." Zee turned to his mother and kissed her hand.

"If you enter the house to make it a habit to say hello, do not be cheery, not polite!" Zee chuckles.

"Ma-af, Mum. Zee can't wait to see mom" said Zee, Farah shaking her head.

"Tuh denger already azan ashar, there shower and clean it black-black, mother does not like!"

"A-hh i-bu ...."

Just as Zee was about to move on, Farah held back Zee's fingers. Zee. "Mother let you do anything, honey. But to blacken the face like this, I honestly don't agree! Just as Zee is not grateful for the skin of Zee who is already God love. Zee understands what you mean, right?"

"Zee mau____

"Find a sincere friend who doesn't see beauty?" sideline Farah, Zee nodded.

"But not by lying too, because as soon as a lie, it will be slow to open. If it does not open, until when will it also be covered?" Zee.

"Indeed Zee was not tired, finished the black-and-black polishing again, touching the hand of a friend afraid to stick his charcoal. Is this what it means to seek sincerity? But it only makes it harder for yourself!"

"But Zee has already, Mom," said the word.

"You are that's why if you want to do something thoughtful! Yeah, well, clean up first, your stomach's been sounding, you must be hungry." Zee nodded and passed after.

After a while, Zee had finished cleaning up, worshiping and eating. He was looking for Farah, talking to her mother.

"What story you want, tell me!" said Farah to see Zee gelagat who continued to look at his face, but did not also throw words.

Th-that, Buu. Hmm... du-lu, when did I-bu meet a-yah?"

"First Dad was the guy I hated when I was in high school. Playboy and sincerity."

"There used to be a lot of chocolate in mom's desk drawer, don't know it from dad! How else do you want chocolate already eat, where it is expensive chocolate. Dad asked for back in the chocolate that he had loved if mom refused to go with dad. Yeah, mom finally pulled up. Eh gradually comfortable mother, father turned cool and did not look human from his status."

"But I said playboy, why would you?"

"After the same mother, I never approached each other again. Pinter's father convinced me it was better for a former playboy to be converted than a former good man, he said." Zee chuckles to find out that his father is good at combating.

"Why are you suddenly asking this question, anyway? Hmm, don't tell me you started having a crush on one of the guys at school, yeah!"

Mom, why could fit really nebaknya .. not just crush mom, even the guy had sent the same letter Zee. But Zee hesitates, does Brother Bias really like Zee?

And again Zee stuck in a dead end with no point, he could only throw his breath rough now because his brain was filled with doubt.

"Zee, how come?" call mother.

"Eh, sorry Mom. Oh yes Mom, according to the mother with the appearance of Zee who is black, Zee will be assessed by a guy, no ma'am?"

"Hmm .. Not like it!" Zee's lips pouted. Mom smiled.

Why is she so honest ...!

"Sorry Honey! How else .. mother is not used to lying anyway. Oh yes Zee, tomorrow you are a race, how are you preparing?" the mother said as if she knew the contents of her child's brain.

"All is well, Mom."

"You are great Zee, just starting to enter High School has been asked to participate in the race representing the school. If father were around us, he would be proud too" said the word. Zee shrugs his mother's shoulder. Yes, circumstances do separate Zee's father from his family.

"Zee is proud to have such a great mother. Can survive this long without a father. Thank you, Mom." Farah put some of the neighbor's ready-made robe and cupped her daughter's jaw.

"You, Zaa the same Joy is the spirit of motherhood. We cannot choose life, but we can strive to make life more beautiful even in bitterness!" Zee hugged Farah, he kept nodding.

On the face of the house of a small 4th grade Elementary School boy looks sculpted with a little girl by his side. The little girl immediately ran over.

"Mother why are her eyes red, Brother too? Brother's crying, huh?" said plain Zaa. Farah and Zee let go of the crib and smiled.

"That's who's crying, Brother just glimpsed Zaa darling," said Zee. Joy immediately approached as she continued to stare at the two adult faces before her.

"I don't like Mom and Sister crying! When I grow up, I'll find the guy who put me in jail, he's a bad guy. Joy doesn't like bad guys!"

"Who's the bad one, Ka-sister?" babble Zaa is confused.

"Eh, it's late afternoon. Hum .. asem really Zaa's body, let's take a shower!" Zee lifts Zaa's tiny body and takes her away from her mother and Joy.

"Get me talking in front of Zaa, Joy. After all, I never taught you to be vengeful. There will all be their own payoff. Let's go all out and forget about the man who did bad things to you!" Seeing Zee pass by, Farah drew closer to Joy.

"No! Joy's not a stupid kid, Mom! Joy Denger himself, who used to wear glasses said he deliberately entered father to prison! He's a dad, isn't he, Mom?" Farah massaged his head, the eyes began to get wet considering the events of 3 years ago that changed his whole life and his son who stepped on 7 years when it saw everything. His clever little son understood something that began to assume for himself with his brain until he was angry and nurtured it into a grudge.

"Already, stop Joy! Come in and clean yourself up, boy! I don't want to hear about this anymore!" Farah tried to hold the circle did not spill but in fact could not.

"Mother .. I'm sorry. Sorry Joy for crying!" Joy looks confused now seeing Farah's reaction to the words she said. Farah immediately remembered the past, she who was not really ready through everything when it remembered everything back and sad.

"Leave mom, Joy!"

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