Hairy Gentleman Freak

Honest mother

At Friska's house.

"Stupid!" Friska exclaimed showing her red dress towards the middle-aged woman, lowering her head.

"Sorry, not intentionally. That-that?" The woman's words were cut off.

"It's alesan! That's so sloppy!" Pekik Friska was angry because her favorite dress was ironed.

"I-I?"

"I! Me!" Cut Friska. "Lo is old, aware of Santi's age. It should be the star who helped you out!"

The middle-aged woman, Santi, was trying to explain her boredom. But Friska did not want to know any reason for Santi.

"Lo know? This dress is expensive. One year of your salary cut, not enough to buy this dress." Clearly Friska smiled contemptuously. "Lo's been twice, meaning you have to replace it if you don't want your salary cut, okay?!" After speaking like that, Friska went to her private room to pick up the broken dress.

Miss Santi nodded, staring at the dress in her hand.

"I can usually forget." he said slowly. "If his salary is cut, how can I buy my son new shoes." Mumbled sad.

"What's wrong mom?"

Miss Santi turned to the stars, then walked up to her and complained about her boredom and could not buy new shoes for the Stars.

"Friska was outrageous, at school she kept bothering me. I'm still quiet, but if it keeps getting rich, I can't take it." The Star Gerrutu was about to approach Friska towards her room. But Santi prevented it.

"Don't kid.."

"But ma'am, he's gone too far!" The stars are upset.

"Son, we're here hitching a ride. Just accept the truth." Simpal bu Santi.

"Why ma'am, we're not leaving this house?" Ask Bintang astonished by the choice of his mother who still chose to stay in the house.

"Mom can't son.forgive me mother." Sad talk.

"Star!"

The star and Miss Santi turned towards Friska.

Friska threw one more dress at the Star's face.

"Gue doesn't want to know, you have to change or you both leave my house!" Threat Friska.

"Non, please don't do it." Persuade ms Santi. "I promise I'll replace it, cut it off every month. As long as you don't throw us out."

"Mommy what the hell? Why is mom like this? Why don't we just go." Sela Star.

Ms. Santi shook her head while sobbing. But for Friska, seeing their suffering, it was not yet comparable to the pain in her heart of a loss.

"It's poor, arrogant. The actor knows himself!" Friska.

"Enough!" The strangling Star stared intently at Friska.

"What, bastard. You want to defend your abusive mother?! Friska Cibir.

"You.." The powerless star hears the insults for its mother. His body trembled, his hands clenched.

"What lo! Not accept? Ha ha pity it. Ck!"

"Enough kid..stop!" Miss Santi pulled the hand of the Star who was about to slap Friska. If her mother hadn't prevented it, maybe Friska would have run out in the stars slap.

"Let's go to your room." take Santi's mom.

"Ha ha!" Friska laughed looking at the backs of the two of them, leaving the room.

"Basic lakor!"

In the Star's private room.

Santi continued to calm his daughter. But when Bintang asked why Santi's mother remained, Santi was reluctant to tell her daughter anything.

"I'm gonna find work to replace that witch's dress." Rutuk Stars.

Ms. Santi just kept quiet, she was currently in a dilemma position. I don't know what secret, which Santi's mom hid from her daughter.