Hot Night, Passion With The Psychopath

Only the Father is Always in the Heart

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Praaaaaangggggggg, the sound of shards heard so loud.

Just contact, Jasmine and some of her customers came out of the store, followed by several store owners who were next to Jasmine's store.

“Uncle?” Canva feels surprised, as Chiko manages to break the glass wall of the shop next door.

“Who kicked this ball?!” Shouted a beautiful woman, who had a supermarket store next to Jasmine.

Chiko fell silent, ostensibly not hearing the mother's question. However Canva sees her, and helps Chiko to raise her hand.

“This Aunt, Uncle this.” Point Canva at Chiko, make Jasmine see that again - again just sigh, and many - say a lot of istighfar.

Chiko had no choice but to admit it. “I'm sorry for doing this. I'm so - so sorry.” Chiko said so casually, like there was no guilt at all.

“What compensation have you broken!” Pinta woman is good, so that Chiko will handle the damage to her shop.

But there was something strange about Chiko, she looked at the shopkeeper woman so intently. “You're like no stranger? Have we met before?” Chiko asked, switching the conversation.

The girl grinned her baffled forehead, “iya, wasn't five minutes just now we met.” The woman replied with a feeling so upset. Because he was talking about compensation, the man before him was talking about something else.

“I want to replace the loss now! You have ruined my shop in such a way!” Demand the girl to Chiko.

“Of course I will indemnify, I will transfer the money to you! Give me your account number!” Chiko said, then took her phone out of her pocket.

“Summit!” Pinta Chiko, when she's already logged into her Mbangking app.

“50 million enough?” Ask Chiko, so casually.

“Ya.” The woman replied, because she felt it was enough to buy her shop glass again.

Chiko nodded her head softly, while showing the proof of the transaction she had sent to the woman's account. “Easy.” Chiko said, feeling no responsibility anymore.

“Eh, but wait! I think I've seen you don't wear clothes, have we been in contact before?” Ask Chiko again, and this time the question sounds santa sensitive.

Not only did the woman reply, Jasmine had already grabbed Chiko's hair firmly. “Aarrggghh, Jasmine, Aarrghh.” Her scream felt pain, as Jasmine pulled her hair and took her inside the store.

Jasmine has really no idea, how to deal with this Chiko. It feels like his blood pressure has gone up, when all day Chiko always makes mistakes.

Because she was not strong enough to withstand her headaches, Jasmine chose to close her shop so that she could go home and rest.

“Jasmine, it wasn't my fault,” said Chiko, still defending herself, feeling that she was never wrong.

“Then salau who?” Jasmine asked, waiting for an answer from Chiko.

“That's the wrong wind, why also the wind brought the ball there.” Chiko replied, just like Jasmine had previously thought, that Chiko would blame the circumstances or even blame nature.

Jasmine could only shake her head dizzy, “how could your parents put up with your future.” Jasmine said, subconsciously making Chiko change her facial expression.

“My parents don't want me, so they're not strong with me.” That sentence was the last time it came out of Chiko's mouth, before the man finally stepped his foot away leaving Jasmine in the shop.

“Am I wrong?” Jasmine asked, when she noticed Chiko's facial conversation earlier.

“Ahh, let it be, I don't even care if he wants to be angry or he doesn't want to come here again.” He cried again, feeling that there was nothing wrong with his sentence.

If Chiko is really angry with him, it is a fortune, because he will return to a quiet life like this last two days.

“Loh, Uncle Chiko is coming home Mah?” Canva asked, when she had just returned from behind, and saw Chiko who had gotten into her car.

Jasmine smiled, then gently rubbed the top of her son's head. “It's okay dear, maybe Uncle Chiko has been tired all day helping mamah at the store.” Jasmine replied so gently to Canva Junior. Although Chiko is not at all helpful, she destroys someone else's shop.

“Mah, Uncle Chiko is his girlfriend Mamah huh?” Canva asked, suddenly, making Jasmine look at him fixedly.

“Not dear, Uncle Chiko is just a friend of Mamah.” Jasmine replied, unwilling until the child thought that the position of her Papah could be replaced by a man like Chiko.

“Then, friends of Canva once said Mah, if for example Papah is dead, and Mamah is close to a man, then the man must be his lover mamah.” Reveal Canva again, telling her what she got from her friends at school.

Jasmine smiled wryly in response, how sad the children of the 3rd grade Sd today, because they could already talk about the family that they should not speak when they were very young.

“Mamah, Canva also likes in Bully, di sayin, ihhhh Basic!! Canva the orphan has no father, pity me. It's Mah.” His sister again to Jasmine.

In a moment, Jasmine was stunned to hear every sentence that came out of her son's mouth. Then he immediately hugged the body of his son so tightly. “Honey, if Canva is said to be so same friend Canva, is Canva sad?” Jasmine asked, who although she herself would have known the answer.

But unexpectedly, Canva shook her head slowly, then returned the embrace of Mama tightly. “Not Mah, Canva is not sad, because Canvakan still has Mamah.” He replied, instead making Jasmine feel pain.

“Mamah himself said, that Papah did not go Mah, but it is here, in our hearts.” Say Canva again. And suddenly Jasmine nodded her head slowly with her cry.

“Yes dear, you are right, Papah will always be in our hearts, because Papah loves us two, and there will never be anyone who misses the position of papah, Canva hear it dear!” Lirih Jasmine slowly, laly outlines her hug, to cupping her son's face, so that the son can see how he feels his love for Canva.

“There is no need for a new father or mama's lover, because what? Because Mamahn himself is enough for Canva, Mamah can be Papah and Mamah for Canva, Mamah can also be the best friend for Canva. Yes dear yes.” Again, tell her son that she is a versatile mother. Anything he would do just for his son.

“Iya Mah,” Canva said so innocently, and it made Jasmine unable, not to re-hug her son.

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