
"Stop Well! Can't you see Mom's in pain like this?" Shouted Amira. Now that he had stood before Mr. Yanto, his heart was so sick and his father settled with hatred.
"You know what, if you don't want me to torture your mother, then love Daddy money" said Mr. Yanto.
"Money, money, money, that's all you have in your brain, if you want money, you should be working. Is it not your job as a father and husband to work for your family? This is not, even always just rob the money of the proceeds of the selling Mother, if you can not immediately play games to torture Mother. What kind of man is a father, a useless man," said Amira who bravely opposed her father because the emotions in him were fiery and could not be contained anymore.
Plak .. a hard slap landed on Amira's smooth cheek until it exposed the redness and sores at the corners of her lips, and, however, the pain was not comparable to the pain in his heart that could not be expressed in words.
"May Dad, slap me again to make Dad satisfied!" Shouted Amira with passionate emotions.
"Based on a brat!" Shouted Mr. Yanto while raising his hand to slap Amira again.
"Don't .. I beg you not to hurt Amira again," the crying Pinta Bu Laras held her husband's leg until Mr. Yanto abandoned his intention.
"Now give me the money, or you two I'll finish off" said Mr. Yanto.
"This is Mas, I only have this kind of money, this is also for the capital I sell tomorrow," said Bu Laras and gave four pieces of money 50 thousand to Mr. Yanto.
"Don't Mom, it's for the sale tomorrow right," forbade Amira.
"Udah Nak is not papa," said Ms. Laras. It's better that he gives up his money than to see Amira hurt. For him let himself always be hurt as long as he is not his son.
"This dong from earlier is delicious," said Mr. Yanto then snatched the money from the hands of Bu Laras.
After that, Mr. Yanto was out of the house, for what else if not playing gambling. He rarely came home, but if he came home only to ask for money.
"Mom, sorry Amira ya can not love a good life for mother. This is Amira there is money 300 thousand, I take yes 200 ribunya for capital sale tomorrow, 100 ribunya make Amira handle," said Amira while giving the money to bu Laras.
"Don't kid, you also need for your day-to-day, for gas, for lunch," refused bu Laras.
"No papa ma'am, 100 thousand is enough. One week later Amira payday, I accept yes," said Amira.
Finally, Bu Laras also received the money because it continued to be forced by Amira.
"Thank you, son" said Ms. Laras.
"Yes ma'am together" replied Amira and hugged her mother.
...
"Night Mi, Pi, said Leo who approached his parents in the living room watching television.
"Night too dear," replied Amara.
"Leo night, how are you doing?" Ask Mr. Ardi.
"Alhamdulillah smoothly Pi, Papi's work in Bekasi how?" Answer Leo and ask back.
"Yes, thank God, well too" replied Mr. Ardi.
"Thank God Pi, so Papi how many days in Jakarta?" Ask Leo again.
"Three days, tomorrow Papi will go to our office here first" replied Mr. Ardi.
"Hm ... just returned home it tried to break the cake first at home, this is not directly to the office anymore," muttered Amara's mom while changing the television channel and eyes that focused on television broadcasts.
"But just a moment to go to his office, noon Papi go home and we continue to shop yes Mi," said Mr. Ardi.
"Tau ah" replied Amara with a sullen face without looking at the interlocutor.
"Hai ... Madam has been tambek tuh Pi," said Leo glanced at his mother.
"Mi, don't sulk dong, refer Mr. Ardi," but still not hugged by his wife.
"Please refer to Pi, there is a new limited edition bag coming out of the table at the Aunt Maria boutique" whispered Leo.
"Hm ... Mi, tomorrow we buy a limited edition bag that just came out in the boutique Bu Maria yes, still warm you know," he asked Ardi again while gently poking Amara's arm.
"Do you know from where?" Ask Amara's mom.
"Leo tuh Mi who told Papi," replied Mr. Ardi.
"Was that really, darling?" Ask Amara's mom.
"It was Mi, Ara who said. He said it was tomorrow afternoon" replied Leo.
"Indeed in what order does Ara tell you the same bag problem?" Ask Amara again.
"Not in any order Mi, can only be the stories so run to the discussion," replied Leo.
"Oh .. that is," muttered Amara and still maintain the crab because of prestige, whereas in his heart really want a limited edition bag, who wants to refuse to buy expensive bags, rare anyway.
"Where are you, want to?" Ask Mr. Ardi.
With a bit of embarrassment, Amara nodded her head. Mr. Ardi and Leo smiled at the attitude of the woman they loved so much.
"But the next morning Papi goes to the office first, right?" Ask Mr. Ardi.
"Yes, but don't lie" replied Amara.
"Dear brother, smile dong," pinta pak Ardi.
Then Amara looked into her husband's eyes with a floating smile. Mr. Ardi immediately grabbed Amira's body into his warm embrace.
Leo smiled, he was very happy to see the harmony of the relationship between his parents. Although they were no longer young, the romance between them never faded.
...
The next day, Ara saw Amira who had just been quiet and focused in front of her laptop. Unlike usual, despite a lot of work Amira still took the time to joke and be friendly to Ara.
"What's wrong with Amira, why have you been silent, is there a problem or am I accidentally wrong with Amira? Should I ask what? But what if Amira doesn't like me meddling in her personal matters? Ah that's a back business, want Amira story is not it up to Amira aja, her rights. The important thing I asked first as a form of concern for me is the same Amira," said Ara who monologued with her heart.
Ara immediately approached Amira and asked "Mir, are you all right?"
Amira raised her head, how shocked she was when she saw Amira's bruised face and there was a cut on the corner of her lips.
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