Destiny Choice

Past Times

February 4th, 2003

A little girl was staring out the window blankly.

"Is he going to come here?" muttered the girl.

Geck.. Geck...

The girl immediately ran to open the door of her room.

"Mother." call the girl to the woman who is standing before her.

The woman called the mother, replied to the girl with a sweet smile.

"Well, who's birthday tomorrow?" ask mother while lowering her body to be equal to the girl.

"Dad." replied the girl happily.

"You still want what we planned a few days ago?" ask the mother back.

"Still." replied the girl excitedly.

"Printers. Do not forget to help your mother tomorrow! And don't unload our plans to your father. Hear it!" mother said warned.

The girl answered him with a nod.

"Bun, is Nico going to play here again?" ask the little girl.

"Maybe. Wh why? Did Nana miss Nico?" mother goda.

"Yes, bun." she replied embarrassedly.

The mother smiled at her daughter's answer. He then ruffled his daughter's hair.

It was funny his expression. The mother's inner.

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February 5, 2003

"Bun, when are we going to Dad's office?" ask the little girl.

"Stand, yeah. Mother, still not finished making her tart." replied the mother.

The girl put on a pouting face and returned to her room.

Hope this day goes well. The girl's mind folded her hands.

Elsewhere, the mother is busy taking care of her tart.

Why did the result get so strange? Your mind is upset.

Cring.. Cring..

The house phone rang, the mother immediately picked it up.

"Hello?" ask mommy first.

"Hello, honey. It's me." replied the voice on the phone.

"Eh? Dad, what's the phone?" ask mother.

"Who? Wh why? You're not happy, your husband called?"

"No, I'm very happy." said the mother with a thin smile.

"I miss you."

"Me too." replied Mother shy - shy.

After a few minutes, Mother finished calling with father.

He hurried to the kitchen, to continue his tart.

After an hour or so, the tart she made was finished. With a radiant face - series, he immediately put the cake into the box with heart - heart.

"Yes!" call mother.

The girl immediately came out of the room.

"Why, bun?" ask the girl confused.

"Kue tart makes mama finished. Now you're ready - ready ya."

The little girl's face was immediately overjoyed, then she immediately returned to her room to prepare - ready.

Before long, the little girl came out of her room in a very pretty pink dress.

"Bun, come!" take the girl.

Mother only replied with a small smile. Somehow, the mother felt a bit worried about her plan. He felt something was wrong later.

But he denied that feeling.

When you're done putting all the stuff and cake into the car. Mother also drives her car.

"Are you going to be happy with our surprise?" ask the little girl.

"Of course." replied the mother while looking at her daughter.

Brakes....

The mother was immediately surprised. And immediately braked his car.

Degs.. Degs..

Gawat, did I just hit someone? Your mind is panicking.

"Bun, what's going on?" ask the girl.

"You stay in the car, yes, mother wants to check first" said mother before getting out of her car.

The little girl finally got out of the car.

After closing the car door, he immediately walked forward.

However, he found his mother in silence in front of the corpse of a woman who was bleeding - blood.

"Nana." call the bundle down.

Seen the face of the mother is also very shocked to find the corpse. Tears began to flow down the face of the mother.

The little girl was still staring at the corpse.

"Mother, did he die?" ask the girl while pointing at the body.

The mother approached her daughter and hugged her.

He held his daughter, so as not to look back at the corpse.

"Take it off, bun." ask the girl.

However, the mother still did not let go of his embrace. The girl began to wriggle - thrashing in the arms of her bunda.

"Take me off, mother murderer!" shouted the little girl whose face had turned red.

"Mother didn't kill him, Na." Mother replied.

"Ohhh......... Get rid of the body!" shouted the little girl while struggling - ronta.

The girl suddenly fainted. The mother finally took her daughter to get into the car.

Mother directly contacted someone.

It should, it's not like this. Mother said in heart.

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February 10, 2003

"Please, lend me the money" a young man told his friend.

"Do I have to help you?" ask his friend haughty.

"Please, De. I have to release my wife from prison." replied the man.

"I promise, I'll return the money as soon as possible" he continued.

His friend seemed to weigh - worried about the man's words.

"All right, I'll lend it. But, on condition that if Nana is older she must marry Nico" said her friend.

"What's? You want to match Nana to Nico?" ask the man.

"Yes, you know how much my son flatters your daughter. I just want my son to be happy." replied his friend who was busy tapping - tap his index finger on the table.

"If I agree to it, will you give me the money soon?" ask the man again.

"of course. And you also don't have to refund the money, if you agree to the terms."

Never mind, this is the most important thing. I need to get my wife out of jail.

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February 15, 2003

"Can't I meet him yet?" ask the mother while staring at the hospital room.

"Nana still needs time" replied the man.

"Where's Sandra? I want to see him." said the mother.

"He still has business like him." replied the man.

The mother turned to look at her husband.

"I'm out of prison, but why haven't I been free of this guilt?" ask the mother sad.

"The guilt will disappear. You just have to try." replied the man calmly.

"The woman I hit was a mother like me. What do you think of his son? He left his own child in this world." said the mother with eyes that have been glazed - glass.

The man immediately hugged her. He calmed his wife.

"You don't have to think about it, just think about our daughter" the man said.

Mother immediately released her embrace.

"You're really - really selfish" said the mother with a sharp look.

Mother immediately left the man.

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March 20th, 2007

"Yuk go home, Na." take the father to the little girl who is still staring at her mother's grave.

"We're leaving the mother here alone?" ask the girl.

"Yes, Na. Mother also told us to go home" replied father.

The girl just nodded - nodding. He rushed to his father who was already standing.

The father immediately held his daughter's hand tightly.

They also left the mother's grave.

..."I can't relax leaving my daughter with such a selfish man."...

...~Bunda~...