Game Over (Former Husband)

Gio Who Wants to be Mourned

I broke my cry in the fog that covered the morning. In a gig that refuses to shake. When the dream petals of a sleeping flower that should still embrace my sleep and endlessly dominate the memories. I'm not stopping word for word, in the third of my night. I set aside the drowsiness to complain about the past that still yearns for revenge. Tells about a piece of heart that still feels hurt. I am not tired of knitting all prayers, every time to strengthen the heart that still feels pain.

Nothing special this morning, as usual I woke up in the morning and after complaining and doing my duty I would prepare a meal for my provisions and also the family members of this house including my son, Gio. However, the sudden sound of Gio's cry made my morning activities a little disturbed. Well, I don't know what suddenly Gio woke up early crying looking for me. To shower and even breakfast do not want to be with another. I also understand that maybe Gio misses me so much that almost a month is less time to pamper him, work is really a lot that makes my time spent at work. So for the playing time is very less. Even on weekends, I have no holidays.

"Gio thinks Zi?' asked Meli and replied to a nod by Janah. The tumben this morning the sound of crying Gio dominates the entire house, even the house that is usually quiet this time is crowded by the cries of Gio.

"Don't know Mel, Jan, maybe she's just as upset as her mom. Understandably women's same-time career children are really lacking," I replied casually, and half-jokingly.

"Oh, but Gio's not sick, is he?" janah asked as she held my son's forehead with the back of her hand. However, it was immediately pushed aside by Gio and Gio's gaze immediately glared as if he was afraid that Janah would hurt me.

"No, the body temperature is normal, the meal was still going. It's just spoiled all the time" I replied, explaining Gio's condition this morning, nothing unusual.

I do not feel that Gio today is different, what I feel Gio is just too long with his mother. I used it this morning before I left for work to spoil my son.

Let alone Gio who is still a child and still desperately needs the affection of his mother. I myself if my husband used to work continue to want to take advantage of a little time to spoilt. Not having to go for a walk or a romantic meal, just hugging and understanding each other is more than enough.

"Tazi, you want to go with us?" asked Meli, well for three months I still take advantage of the kindness of my friends. Uh, originally the intention was only once nebeng, but the more here the more fun and has walked three months Meli as my personal driver. Although it is good to go to work. Sometimes if again good fashion really pake really picked up also when coming home from work.

I saw the clock on my wrist. This is still time for me to spoil Gio, besides I have permission for Handan if I come late, I also tell Gio's condition that is being pampered. As usual Handan did not mind and gave me permission to come late. Although there was always a joke about the man.

"You guys go first. I'll take the ojek. It was the same permission Handan if it comes will be a little late, so at most an hour later I will leave. Now want to invite Gio to play for a while so as not to be sad continue," I reply while inviting my son who this morning really does not want to with Bi Jum. I hope that after an hour of playing with me Gio will let me work. It doesn't feel good if I take a vacation. Moreover, I am close to Handan, do not want later there will be rumors that are almighty syahdu hit my ears.

"Ok, if that's how we go. Be careful when you leave." Janah and Meli went to work first.

"Gio drug .. don't fuss well. Gio is a good boy. Later aunty buyin cilok," ledek Meli while waving to Gio, as well as Janah.

As before Gio did not give the same response to Meli and Janah, very different as usual which is very rame with two ignorant aunts.

Exactly at eight. I asked Gio for permission to work. However, back again Gio screamed about to embrace my body, as if my son was terrified that I was leaving.

"Bi, can you please persuade Gio. Today I'm only allowed to enter a bit of bad luck if it's absent" I said while half whispering. It was heartless to actually leave Gio in this way. However, after a good permit and Gio did not allow it, I used this method as well. Though my principle wants if the work permits properly so that I can get ridho from my son.

Bi Jum also persuaded Gio by inviting to see birds, fish and play ball. At first of course Gio refused and kekeh just wanted to be with me. However, when the persuasion to buy ice cream Gio also want. I let Gio eat ice cream which I actually limit to sweet foods. It's nothing at all. After Gio took the ice cream in the refrigerator would belong to Meli and Janah. Let me change money for my friends. Gio and Bi Jum in the back garden with ice cream. I also sat down to go to work.

Luckily the object I ordered came.

"Pt Jaya Sentosa Energi, well sir," I said while wearing a helmet.

"Ready Ma'am."

I was able to breathe with relief when I didn't hear Gio's cry anymore. It's okay to be late which is important not to be absent, that's my principle. Not even the taxi I was riding went far. Even I just came out of the meli house complex. Suddenly I felt the car behind us, as suggested by a drunk man. Bring it tight, then slow, tight again and slowly again. Makes me suspicious, and wary of something happening.

"Sir, look at the back car. Kok driving it rich mabok people," I told the driver ojek.

The ojek driver lowered his speed, and saw from the pawn. "We slowly bring the bike. No hurry, right?" ask the driver. I shook my head too. Although I actually rushed because it was definitely late, but because of Handan's permission I relaxed a little. So it's better to survive than speed even wretched.

Just now the vehicle I was riding lowered its speed. Suddenly the rear car increased its speed. Right on a pretty deserted road. The car was speeding up, I thought it was going to tuck into our vehicle. But it was just as if the car wanted to save me and the driver of the online motorcycle taxi.

"Sir me aside!!" my shout. But unfortunately the car is getting smoother and ....

Barakkk ... My body feels like flying, slammed until my view is dark. I don't know what happens next.

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