Damar For Kinanti

I don't blame mom

" I will obey what Mas Damar said.." Kaila stood up from her sitting position, and walked towards the room.

" So you're leaving mom??" the mother chased her daughter's steps.

" I didn't leave my mother..

it's only natural that I follow my husband." replied Kaila still continued her steps.

" Can you live here with your husband?! after all, your husband can't guarantee your comfort?!"

" Mom?!" kaila's steps stopped, in the face of her mother with mixed feelings.

" I'm going to learn to take responsibility for what I've done and chosen,

let me grow up to be more mature, Mom,

no matter how hard I am on the outside, let it be, consider this all punishment to get me mature.." Kaila told her mother.

The girl looked so resigned to the situation, there was no spoiled and sulky expression as usual.

" So you're more obedient to Damar than your mother gave birth to you?!" the mother still did not want to understand and accept.

" Mommy.I am guilty and sinful, I know you love me..

but mother's affection sometimes confuses me..

mom never stopped me as long as I'm happy.."

" Mom never stopped you because I know you're happy with what you're doing?!"

" but isn't all happiness true mom??"

" Good.. Now you blame me?"

" i don't blame you. No ma'am, I'm entirely guilty..

I should be more mature and responsible to myself.." Kaila continued her steps.

" No! don't go anywhere after marriage?! I don't want to live alone here!" kaila's hand was pulled by her mother.

" I'm hard-earned to get into this family not to live hard?! not to see my biological child suffer?! this is your home, half of Damar's treasure is yours too?!

you can't just go and give up!" firmly the mother made Kaila inevitably cry.

It was sad even in this condition that his mother thought was a treasure.

" Mom?, so is it true people say? if you did take the position of mistress in this house in a way that is not right?" kaila's question made her mother freeze, her face turned confused at once.

" Aren't you ma'am??" asked Kaila again, but did not get an answer.

Kaila's mother stepped back, though,

" Well, don't answer mom, I better not know what you've done in your youth." said Kaila as she wiped her own tears.

" Never talk about my rights in this family again ma'am..

I'm ashamed of my behavior enough,

so then..

don't add my embarrassment to my already outrageous mother's ambition..

mas Damar, you,

he's been too good to us..

he was really being sincere with me, Mom..

she was never disappointed in my mother..

mom calm down.I will visit mom diligently after marriage,

I'm sorry, maybe I won't be able to become a scholar like my other brothers..

after marriage I am fully responsible for my husband,

and I don't want to burden my husband too much..

I'll work.."

hearing that the mother did not answer, but her tears began to fall.

The woman who could not be said to be young again was sitting limp on the floor and sobbing sob.

Her crying voice was so painful, whether what was in the crying.Kaila's decision to give up her education, or fear that her daughter could not live happily because she married an ordinary man.

" This is what I'm afraid of.. This is what I'm afraid of..?! and this has all happened to you." said Kaila's mother in between sobs, the voice sounded so disappointed and helpless.

Yoga got out of his car, and went into a boutique subscription to Winda.

" What is Yoga?" ask the boutique owner,

" Yes, I have an appointment." replied Yoga who appeared refreshed and excited today.

Her hair was cut shorter than usual, and the clothes she was wearing were relaxed, lighter in color than usual.

" Sister Winda right?" ask the woman who is the same age as Winda, but her appearance is more fashionable and striking.

Yoga is, however, nodding,

" Wife not taken?"

" no need, I already understand his size." replied Yoga confidently.

" Yes already.we go to the top of the mas.." invite the owner of the boutique with a friendly smile.

After half an hour of Yoga choosing a dress for Dinda, several other buyers entered, there were two women who were also busy choosing a dress.

" How are you?" greet one woman who happens to be since entering to notice Yoga who is busy turning back her choice of dress.

" Talk to me?" tanya Yoga turned to the woman who knew to stand next to him.

" Yes.p Yoga, right?" the long-haired and white woman smiled sweetly.

" I'm sorry who?"

" I'm Arin.."

" Arin who?"

" Arin, Vania's friend.."

Hearing that name the look of Yoga changed, put the dress in her hand back into place.

" I'm sorry, I don't know." said Yoga without a smile, the man turned around and walked away.

" Nothing to suit the taste of Yoga mas?" ask the owner when they know Yoga coming down from the second floor stairs.

" Please send me the catalog, the next day I come back" replied Yoga pulling the tip of his lips, giving a makeshift smile.

" Well, I will send it to Winda." replied the owner remained friendly even though Yoga looks uncomfortable shopping.