Grandma's Choice (Mad Doctor )

Grandma's Choice (Mad Doctor )
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After Idris went to Mama who was still sobbing, I hugged her while patting Mama's back, she began to calm down even the sobbing began to subside.


I clenched my hands with my hardened jaw holding back the anger on my Mama's youngest.


The child who has been proud of Mama turns out to be the one who can also disappoint Mama.


Wasn't he the son who long ago in the eyes of his parents.


Even when her parents' household cracked, only Idris' words were heard by Mama.


I'm upset, Mah, I'm angry when I remember that, but, my love for you is so much bigger.


Mama Maryam cried until she was tired and fell asleep. Rayan laid her Mama, in her blanket Mama Maryam up to the neck.


seeing the Mama like this Rayan clenched her hands again, her nose and flowers held back the frustration on Idris.


Rayan stood swinging her legs out of Mama's room.she closed the door slowly, before closing the door she lyrics Mamahnya who slept.


Walking to the room, before going to the room he had time to leave his mother to the housekeeper at home.


Rayan walked up to the balcony, grabbed a cigarette from his pocket, turned it on and began to suck it.


While enjoying a cigarette with his hands propped up on the balcony railing, Rayan's eyes stared straight at the sky.


Flashbacks.


annoyed with Papa and his mother who is proud of Idris, also Idris who was released by his parents determined life, life,


while Rayan feels he is always on the bridle, arranged and wants him not to be heard.


Parents do not every child has their own intelligence, being intelligent is not only about IQ, but also many things.


Idris is different. Although their levels are the same, they both have beautiful face lines.


However, Idris was born with above average intelligence. Which makes him always special in both his parents.


Until he grew up, Rayan felt that his life was too on the bridle of his parents.


Rayan must follow the wishes of her parents, while they never want to know what Rayan wants.


Since school even he attended school at the choice of his parents, although in fact Rayan did not want to go to school there.


And it continued until he got into college. Even the majors taken by Rayan were not the majors he wanted, but the choice of his parents.


Management, business, everything about being an entrepreneur they put on me.


And here, in my heart, I admire the artists, especially in the world of painting.


Rayan once spoke to Mama and Papa if I was not interested in majoring in it, and once I asked to move to college.


I wanted to be a painter. However, they say that being a painter cannot guarantee my future.


I lost, I gave up, and got excited by running everything in a forced way.


Even Mama and her Papa once said that in the future I want to be successful. From now on I have to be directed.


With what Mama and Papa chose, I went through what they wanted.


Day after day I passed in fact did not make me comfortable, even the majors chosen by my two masters made me almost stun.


Rayan wanted to rebel. However, the separation of his parents made him unable to dwell and with forced also hard work he lived what his parents chose.


At that time Rayan was 19 years old, while Idris was only 8 years old.


Even Idris was free to choose a school where, also free to determine his life. Without being set up like a robot like me.


who in the end must continue the company Mama results from their gono-gini treasure.


I can't do anything anymore, when I just graduated from university must be the backbone of the family.


Yes, after the company was led by Mama's confidants. After graduation I replaced him, leading a company that had begun to develop, even had several branches, at my young age.


While Idris my brother he is free to go to school anywhere, also friends with anyone.


Unlike me who even friendships must be arranged by Mama, he said if carelessly befriending people, most likely I will include rivals for the company.


Until not infrequently I was away from some of my college friends, because I rarely come when they invite.


Well, that's Mama's worry, but either to me or to her company.


And the fact that my love for Mama and Idris made me try to be as comfortable as possible to carry out my role as a businessman.


Until my name is known as a young businessman who is reliable. develop Mama's company to have branches to foreign countries.


But, in fact, after Idris grew up he was even the person who still remains the most in elu-elukan right Mama.


Especially when Idris won the title of Doctor.


It remains special. My passion, my achievements, and my sacrifice to develop Mama's company seemed lost, it didn't mean anything to Mama.


Idris, Idris, and Idris, he's still Mama's proud son.


I was tired, even giving up. Run and leave all this. Then live with what I want.


And again, seeing Mama's face I can't bear.


And the only way I could be calm was night time entertainment.


I spent my nights there, downing the unclean water that made me fall asleep, feeling the calmness and as if my burden had passed, making the unclean water my candle.


Then have fun with the pramuria who do not hesitate to tease me.


Mama doesn't know I'm here, I always reasoned that my misadventure in corporate affairs outside the city even abroad.


Until one day I met a woman, a pramuria who desperately kept her chastity from the predators of love one night.


It seems he had to be battered because he did not want to serve his guests.


Until some of the muscular men of high stature with a fierce look, forced to strip the woman's clothes.


The woman screamed, pelting them with whatever was nearby.


I could no longer stand still when the woman had nothing to throw at the burly men.


I went in and hugged the woman, at first the woman rebelled, but, I whispered if I was going to help her out of this place.


" How much is it? " i looked at the fat woman.


" Cih, you won't be able to afford it, beat him up! " let him tell the guards.


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