
"really? Thank you Madam." Puspa was very pleased
"But... Can I go to school, madam?" Tanya Puspa hesitated
"What a fact you are.." Mama Arga glances dislikes
"What the hell is it. Storm" New Arga coming. He kissed the back of his mother's hand
"Honey, are you really telling this woman to work here?" Mama Arga pointed at Puspa using an eye gesture
"I'm still a girl" Inner Puspa
"Yes, Ma. Any issues?" Ask back to Arga
"What a fact you are. Still in school to get work done. What if the work is not maximal" Omel Mama
"Hmm let it go, Ma. If you can't maximally work while school, you can be fired. Arga. " Arga went to his room.
"alright. From tomorrow you can work. And yes, the waiter here should stay here. Pack your things and take them to your room. Go home to school do your job." Mama Arga drinks her juice
"Thank you, Madam.." Happy to get a job.
***
17:00
"Asalamualaikum. You go home"
"Waalaikum salam." Puspa snatched from the kitchen.
When entering the house, Mr. Puspa wondered why there were 1 suitcase and 2 bags near the door.
"Sir, eat first. Puspa is cooking." Call Puspa.
"Waahhh Daughter Father cook what is this. The aroma is delicious" Tempta Mr. Puspa.
Puspa back and forth preparing the dishes and side dishes
"Take this. Omelette, corn and also sambal. For a moment sir, Puspa take a drink."
Mr. Puspa was happy to see his considerate daughter again and forgot his desire to ask whose suitcase it was.
"Well.. Let's eat Sir. " Puspa took a sitting position.. His stomach was also rumbling
"It's all just ripe yes.. Still smoky"
"Yes Sir.. Let's go get the rice."
"Waahhh very tasty" Praised Mr. Puspa
"Recipes from Mother dong" Puspa's heart rippled.. But he tried to keep smiling
"Let's go back again.."
18:00
Mr. Puspa finished tidying up and sat down next to Puspa who was watching TV
"Thank you already masakin" said Mr. Puspa
"Sama-sama Sir.. Consider it farewell cuisine" Puspa smiled
'Deg's'
"Breakaway?" Mr. Puspa scrunched his forehead
"Yes.. Puspa already got the job sir. Puspa will stay there. You just calm down.. Puspa can take care of himself. Puspa will not be ****** or anything like that" Puspa put the TV remot.
"Next, take good care of yourself. When the reception arrives with the woman, let me know if you remember me. I didn't really expect to be present at a jal*ng reception.. But I still think of you as my Father, sir." Puspa got up from his seat.. He took the HP in cas
"It's time for Puspa to leave."
"Why are you doing this Puspa"
Puspa stopped his steps.
"To pay for my school and my life, sir. Look, it's true that not all stepmothers are evil, but, stepmothers who are just*ng don't seem to fall into the category of good stepmothers. And yes, a photo of Mom and Joni I brought all of you sir. "
"Puspah.. You are truly sorry . Don't leave Father.." As hard as a man's heart especially a father, if it comes to his son must be melted.
Mr. Puspa shed tears.
"It wasn't me.. The Father who made a gap between us. Puspa will forever receive the Father in my life.. But not your new wife." Puspa stepped in carrying his bag
"You sure you left Father?"
"I want to work to support myself, not die. You can meet me at school when you miss."
"But Son.."
"Puspa must go sir. The rest of the omelet is destroyed. Asaalamualaikum" Puspa kissed the back of his Father's trembling hand.