I'm Not a Grabber

Chapter 22: Shena's Surprise

"Shena, come on down, son." Mama Quinara invites her daughter-in-law to get off, while Danish justifies her appearance, then just gets out of the car.

The three walked together towards the residence that had been where Shena had been raised. The mansion was the same, but not usually. When there are many guests. Moreover, during this time, Mr. William very rarely received business guests at home and prefers in the office only.

Mamang who saw the arrival of the young Miss ran over to the beautiful girl who always gave color in the house where she worked. "Neng, have you gone home? Is he still angry?"

"Yes, Mang. I'm not papa, really. Sorry Shena, yes." Shena looked at the gardener at her house with affection, the girl regretted that being carried away by emotions actually made the mamang exposed to impromptu shock. "Shena comes in first, yeah, but who's in the room, Mang?"

I look confused as to what to answer. Fortunately, Danish immediately gestured for the gardener to cover, "SheZa, we'd better get in. It must be Papa, and Mama is waiting for you. Don't you, Ma?"

When the statement asks for approval. Mama Quinara allowed it with a small nod. Then, they returned to continue their journey. A sure step with curiosity. Shena who was still calm with positive thoughts, continued to smile. It's only been a few hours, but he misses his home.

The house that was always the place to go home. There is no comfortable home if the family is not with him. The house he entered was filled with memories. However, the footsteps could no longer step. His gaze immediately stopped. When the main door opened half and showed what no child could have imagined.

Papa William sat down on the floor with his hands cupped. Her face lowered with her eyes closed, but where was Mama Melati? Shena clenched her hands with a glowing look at the entire house. There was nothing he could find, other than the shattered household items scattered on the floor.

What exactly is going on? Why is it now a mess. Who was that man who was sitting facing the other direction? Why should the father beg the man? Every word that stuck in her heart, made Shena unable to hold herself back, again. The girl was ready to give a fight, but there was a hand suddenly holding her arm.

Shena glanced towards the hand that dared to stop her. Don't you know if his heart is boiling? It felt very tortured and the anger that was ready to explode could not be held back, but the hand belonged to Danish. A man who stares meaningfully, but does not change all the flavors that begin to burn.

"Deliver!" Firmly Shena with a hoarse voice, it was clear every time a human held back anger. Then there will be a difference of voice that directly explains the mood of the person himself. Including the girl, she was the one who was staring at Danish with an unblinking look.

Danish let go of her hand, then walked forward. Then standing in front of Shena with the netra constantly clashing against each other, his hands raised rubbed his wife's cheeks. "Calm down's. We'll talk about it all right. Control yourself, SheZa ....,"

Shena raised one eyebrow. Did ya? In front of him, he saw his brother who had always been his brother was sitting down to beg for mercy. However, Danish instead asked him to remain calm? Just contact it, put away the man's hand, then get rid of the sturdy body that is a barrier to footsteps to move forward.

Shena's anger, it can't be controlled. Mama Quinara could feel the change in the atmosphere that was increasingly cold to wake my hair. Danish who intends to prevent his wife, again. The man stopped because the mother shook her head so as not to hold the girl back.

Shena's steps drew closer to Papa William, but when the distance left three steps. Suddenly there was a scream from upstairs. The girl was fixated on a scream that was so heartbreaking. Especially followed by the door of his parents' room was wide open, then a man came out with an unfounded appearance.

The eyes of the mother and son meet each other. However, as fast as lightning. Mama Melati turned her eyes away. The woman walked down the stairs with a limp leg. Shena's heart was getting broken, unknowingly. His steps ran towards his beloved mother, not caring about the surprised face.

The girl helps Mama Melati to go down the stairs, but she also inhales the scent of the body of the woman who has given birth to her. The man's perfume and it came from the man who was now standing under the stairs. Mind wandered. A thought of disgust just flashed by. The footsteps stopped, then looked at the mother.

"Is he harassing, Mama?" shena asked like a dagger piercing her mother's heart.

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...💕💕💕🍫⭐🍫🍫⭐🍫💕💕💕...

There is no word but gratitude. Every child who has the love of a mother. The mother will always make the child her world, but a child does not necessarily make the mother her happiness.

Don't ask how much love a mother has. Mothers never love their children out of selflessness. Come on, let's make mom proud and stay filial.

Love for mother, never end.

...✧༺✮✦༻∞ Happy mother's Day ∞༺✦✮༻✧...