
ego Decisions.
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"Ten percent of this life is what happens to you. And ninety percent of it is about how you react to it."
- Charles R. Swindoll
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Arriving at a diner Andrian could see that the boy was overjoyed.
What can a child do when he is happy? Sure smile.
A smile was always imprinted on the child's face, even Andrian did not understand it at all.
They're just here to eat why are they so happy?
You don't know, Andrian doesn't know.
Living in the middle of a street circle makes such a thing very rare for the child.
Usually, the rations are so only nasi uuk. Once in the morning, and once in the afternoon.
That is if their deposit exceeds the specified limit. If they deposit less than the specified limit, then there is only one sitting rice for every two children.
They are still small, after all, living in such a place and a very chaotic environment makes them themselves do not know and do not want to know the meaning of sharing.
One more powerful child would monopolize his own food, another one could only suppress their own stomachs by lamenting the social divide.
Whose fault is that? It is not their fault, if only they live well enough would certainly make them know what it means to share.
The waiter came to Andrian's desk, delivering a menu book. The boy was still smiling. His teeth are starting to dry.
When Andrian asked what he was going to order, he didn't even know what he wanted to order. All the food here is good. Whatever it is, he will eat.
"Pick the one you like" Andrian handed the menu to the boy.
The writing there is not English which is certainly not known to young children, but the child also can not read even though it is Indonesian. So what's the name of the food the boy doesn't know.
The picture looks very interesting, the boy is not the picky type. Whatever is there, he will eat. Especially good food as in the picture.
"I don't know" said the boy embarrassedly, glancing slightly at Andrian, afraid to offend the good guy.
"Hmm?" Andrian raised his eyebrows in wonder. Seeing the boy looking at all the menus twinkle, Andrian called the waiter to prepare the food he ordered. And hand over the menu book.
After the servant left, Andrian faced the boy, as the boy's eyes rolled all over the room, so Andrian had to ask for his attention first.
"Hey.." Andrian.
Hearing the voice of the person in front of him, the boy turned his attention to Andrian.
With a puzzled face the boy managed to stare into Andrian's eyes right at his manic.
"Can't you read?" Andrian asked, now the indifference is out of nowhere, the curiosity is greater than anything. Get rid of all arrogance.
Seeing the boy looking down Andrian could realize that his guess was correct.
"How can I read when my day is at a red light." Answer the boy.
Andrian felt stifled deep in his heart. There was no story as sad as this he had ever heard.
Street kids, not the wrong kids. But the abandoned child, far from justice and the extension of government.
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It is undeniable that Andrian can still feel warm in his heart if he does virtue.
Andrian was so relieved, I don't know what. A handful of feelings flowed from his soulful heart.
Andrian's eyes were thrown at the scenery inside the minimarket.
Anderian is still in the car, but her eyes go into the minimarket.
Bila with a boy named Denis. They are choosing some instant needs. One hand is tied to each other, but the other hand is empty.
The delusion began to fill his mind, if there were three of them.
There he is - Andrian. Together when by holding one ladder. While the other hand held a small child.
Traveling full of joy with glances at each other. Discuss what to buy.
The little boy is not Denis who is now whining asking for ice cream to Bila.
That kid, their kid, maybe. Andrian smiled warmly. Our kid? andrian's Son and Bila. Andrian laughed like a madman in his car. No one knows, because the windshield is dark, so there's no shame.
But the thought was immediately dismissed when Andrian remembered it was very unlikely all that happened.
Andrian was furious when he thought of the cold war that occurred between them.
To make up for all his mistakes, Andrian will be kind from now on. Well, if there's nothing wrong with him. It would be unethical if Andrian was always looking for trouble.
All Andrian thinks about now is being friends with him again.
When the one who had just come out with a grocery bag on one side saw clearly, Andrian was walking to see him.
Denis still pursed his lips not getting the ice cream he asked for. Just one cup, what's wrong.
Denis, who saw Andrian move his legs towards them, crouched in front of him, scrunched his forehead.
"Hey, your name's Denis?" Andrian asked, rubbing his head.
During this time only his father, mother, and aunt rubbed his head, today there was a person he had just seen rubbing his head.
He was an uncle who was at home. Denis will not forget because after that Denis heard his aunt crying next to him by hugging him.
At that time Denis did not get out of his sleep at all. Her aunt would need some time alone to calm her mind, Denis wouldn't want her to interrupt and her aunt would say she's okay.
Did this uncle make his aunt cry?
But when he rubbed his head. It felt a bit comfortable so Denis didn't bother about it much.
"Hmm" answered.
If anyone sees it, it pulls Denis's hand away from Andrian.
"Don't get close to an unknown Denis!"
No less, he even hid Denis behind him, moving away.
Andrian panicked to see them leaving. He quickly pulled Bila's hand, banging his head against the chest of his field.
"Wait on! I just wanted to apologize." Andrian looked at Bila with a clear feeling of regret in his eyes.
The shady eyes were staring at Bila, a little clumsy when she let go of her hand from Andrian's grasp and took a few steps back until she felt quite far between the distance between the two of them.
"I just want to apologize." Again, his tone seemed to be begging. Like a cat asking for help.
He stood in front of his beloved aunt. She stretched her hands to protect her aunt.
"Uncle has wrong what is the same aunt? Uncle's sick to aunt?"
Denis swerved sharply at Andrian. Can't be let! His aunt was a good person and dear to him, no one could hurt him!
His eyes pierced sharply into Andrian's eyes. Like a barking puppy.
Andrian who was faced with a fierce but sweet child did not care, his eyes only focused on If, nothing else.
When he lowered Denis' hand that was still stretched.
"Denis right, what's your fault?"
When attaching a bag on his shoulders that sag. If Andrian noticed, the bag was the same bag in front of the cafe at the time.
Andrian stuttered, not only did he feel cornered, but he also felt very guilty towards him.
"Please forget it, I'm just here to apologize. It'll be so good when we get back together like we used to."
Andrian sighed, not a good time for him to be angry. It will only complicate the problem and make it convoluted.
"Forgetit? I don't even remember when you cursed me, what did you say I was? Hmm, if not wrong ja**ng right? I'm sorry for soiling your sweet mouth just to say to me, this commoner."
His lips said that clearly, moving in rhythmic motion making it like a dance.
If it won't be easy to get rid of right now. And this is what makes Andrian upset, the woman is complicated.
Some say you have to understand women. But the woman herself who does not want to be understood, who is wrong? Of course we're the men.
"Please If, don't complicate the problem. Don't twist. I'm here to apologize, so whether you accept it or not!"
Andrian's breath began to hunt. Talking like this should take a lot of patience and Andrian does not have that much patience.
When he starts to get emotional. How unlucky this guy in front of him is. Don't tell me he never really felt guilty.
Is that how you apologize? It's like asking someone to do something they don't like.
"You're actually apologizing no?! No apologies are uttered with anger....."
"......oh yeah, you think that apologizing can all be done? Why it's so easy, make a mistake, apologize, and then it's done. Don't you ever feel guilty!!!"
Andrian didn't want to feel low by being yelled at like this. No one dared to shout like this before.
"I even set aside my ego to apologize. I've never been like this before. Only you!!
The only woman I have to beg. But even you don't appreciate!!"
Andrian's eyes turned red, as did Bila. Denis who had never heard anyone fight started to get scared. Crinkling behind when.
My mom and dad never fought like this. Although they are not romantic, they never get involved in a fight.
When we split up, there was no problem. Everything was as usual when her father said they were separated.
There was no look of sadness in the two, nor did they seem angry with each other
So being confronted with this kind of adult problem scared Denis.
"That's it!! You are! Young Master Andrian. I will not let anyone be higher than you. Everyone must submit to you, no one will! Even if you're wrong, they're the ones who have to apologize. You and your ego, won't know what we feel like, the underlings!!"
If it wouldn't be like this if he wasn't in the dului. He doesn't understand this guy's mind. If you don't want to apologize, don't apologize.
He never asked the man to apologize. Just never come to interfere in the affairs of others.
"I don't!! What you said is not me! I came here peacefully. But you! That makes things complicated and magnifies the problem. Just forgive and forget! What's wrong with that!?"
Andrian stood in front of Bila, very close. Even his breath hit his nose and face every once in a while.
People around me started to notice it. But no one dared to openly watch.
Their phones are also safe, no one has photographed or filmed the incident.
"good. If you say forgive and forget, I agree. I forgive you, Mr. Andrian. So let's forget all that and never show up to each other, if it's a coincidence. Let's just say we don't know each other!"
With that, if you go to lead Denis' hand, but Denis's hand does not move, his body is stiff.
When he looked at Denis who looked terrified. He felt sorry for Denis. Which little boy would want to be in the middle of this squabble.
When crouching in front of Denis gently rubbed his fine hair. Covering the cold ears and cupping the cheeks of the kingpin.
"I'm sorry, it scared you. Auntie is sorry. Let's go."
Gently holding Denis' hand. Denis must have been very scared. If only there were none of these creatures then their day would not be unlucky like this.
Denis's face was still freaked out. If you have not started the engine. Denis looked at her with sadness.
"Dennis.." Call her.
Denia was shocked and neutralized her face as if she had never seen anything. This 5-year-old is very mature.
" Yes aunty?" The answer.
"Denis wouldn't tell dad, would he?"
If Alex knew, he would be very angry. Alex has warned me not to get close to Andrian. Alex thinks Andrian is a former Bila who holds a grudge.
"Yes, Denis didn't hear anything."
A smile graced his cheeks. Makes it like a soft white bakpao.
"Smart kid.."
When pinching the cheek of the bakpao with anxiety. If his son lives, he might be that funny.
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Andrian was upset half dead. That's not what it means.
He just asks to forgive and forget his mistakes, then they are friends again like before. Like there's no problem anymore.
But when it comes to other words, it makes him want to strangle people.
"Aghhhhh!!"
He kicked his own car until the sound of sirens echoed all over the side of the area.
Someone else might think him crazy. Bodo time with that.
Andrian would just go home and calm his mind at this moment.
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sorry a lot of typo. sometimes I write just to pour out emotions.if there are writing errors, language, and stories that do not match I apologize.