Casanova Brief of Widows

Chapter 58

Feelings that already exist and grow just like that are difficult to control. Although having to sacrifice or harm yourself will not be a problem. At least that's how Bari feels.

All his life, he never fought with anyone. What's more for women's business, really he never sacrificed anything for his previous women except money and time.

Seeing Bari's serious change to change made her mother respect her. Ms. Rahma felt grateful and happy, Bari had wanted to improve her life even at an age that was no longer young. He is old enough to be the head of the household.

However, on the other hand, Rahma also felt sorry to see her one-month-old son desperately chasing the widow of one child. It's like throwing away the bundle of time for free, not to blame Arumi, Rahma understood very well the journey of Arumi's life is not easy.

"If it feels unable to be held, yes it is a Bar, off it. There are a lot of girls out there. I do not want if you continue to be confused and now even battered like this. What else will you do for Arumi?" said Rahma when she saw the condition of the child who had just returned from Arumi's house with a battered condition.

"It hurts mom," cried Bari who was treated by her mother. "Mother didn't agree that I was chasing Arumi's love? But why is it now that I think he's telling me to leave? It's not how bu, it's just that I'm getting excited to get Arumi. I'm sure it can be with him kok ma'am," Bari replied looking away.

No more conversations after that. They decided to go to their rooms to rest their tired bodies. It feels free to explain reality to people who are drunk Asmara.

Although until now Bari's struggle has not shown significant results, it never occurred to Bari to give up what else went from Arumi's life. For Bari, Arumi is like a breath and Caca is a breath. They both need each other and are inseparable. You can imagine if Bari lost one of them. Death is the only option.

*

Three days later.

"Ca, he said you had a father. Whereabouts? Try to bring your father here at the carnival event later," said one of Caca's friends.

"Yes," replied Caca Cuek while packing her school equipment to put in a bag.

"Not having a father, but fantasizing about having a father. Hahaha" said one of his friends.

This is not the first time for Caca. Some of his friends often make fun of Caca who always fantasizes about having a father. As he once said to Bari a few weeks ago.

Bari, who often says he will be his father, makes Caca hope that what Bari says is the real thing. Because often gets hope makes Caca confident that he will have a father and says he will have a father in the near future when his other friends mocked him. However, the reality is that Bari is still someone else. It makes Caca's friends say that the child is a liar and delusional. Of course, that made Caca even more sad.

The five-year-old ran out of class with tears. He didn't know what to cry about. Crying because of his friend's teasing or because Bari never give certainty.

Caca was still running until it didn't feel like he was at the end of the highway. The little boy did not realize there was a motor running at high speed, so fast the motorbike driver had not had time to step on the brake.

"Awas," cried a woman who had been standing there.

Fortunately the woman had a good hand speed. The woman managed to pull Caca to the curb safely.

Oh, my God, he looks a lot like Arkan. Inner mother Arkan stroked elus elus soft cheeks of the grandson.

Caca replied, The friend who had made fun of him walked past Caca and Arkan's mother.

"Hi Ca, this is my father, where is your father?" said it.

"Hus, it can't be the same. Not good," said a man holding the little boy.

Seeing the incident just now, Arkan's mother began to understand the matter that made her grandson cry. The woman looked at Caca's pity who was still sobbing. He also thought that Arumi had been evil because he had never introduced his father. He also wondered in his heart, why Arumi could bear to let his son go to school in a toxic environment like this. That's bad, Arkan's mother thought.

"You're crying because of your friend who did you?"

Caca just nodded slowly while wiping his wet cheeks.

"You actually have a father, son, oma know your father."

"Dad died while I was still in your stomach."

"No, your mother lied. I am still alive and living with Oma. Your father's name is Arkan, you must have known me."

Caca seemed to think after hearing Arkan's name. It was visible from his wrinkled forehead.

"Om Arkan kidnapped my mother? There's no way it's my father" said Caca half-crying in disbelief.

"He's not your father, son!" yelled Arumi from behind Caca.

The barcadar woman then walked over to the child and the former in-law who was crouching trying to influence Caca.

"No son no mother is the same. Can't you be told in human language? I get tired of saying this," said Arumi slowly but full of emphasis and assertiveness.

"If your mouth is even frothy, we will never stop fighting for our rights, Arumi. It's a mistake if you don't tell Caca the truth, you don't give permission to meet, just meet, but you don't give permission until Arkan does something criminal."

"Who doesn't give permission? I give my permission, so people should be good at being grateful. Don't be heart-felt asking for a heart. It's still a good thing I give you a little more time than nothing."

"Don't make me angry Arumi. Let me take Caca to find Arkan, or we meet at the green table. You're not at all worried about Caca. Pick up is late, you know Caca wanted to be dragged by a motorcycle? Try not to have me, have entered my granddaughter's hospital. And you don't care about Caca's mentality either. You let him go to school in an evil environment. How can you as a mother even make endless wounds and sadness?"

Arumi frowned, as if she was digesting Arkan's mother's words. He really didn't know what he meant by letting Caca go to a bad school. What does he know? Inner Arumi wondered.

Seriate.