I'm Not a Teaser

I'm Not a Teaser
Part 81 - The Basics of the Child are Not Useful



The two reached the police station after traveling approximately 15 minutes, Rangga opened the door for his wife. Holding the woman's hand inside, talking briefly to the officer and then sitting in a chair in a special room of prisoners.


Rania's smile expanded as she watched the middle-aged woman walk up to them in a blue t-shirt. Rania stood up and then put her hand out.


Instead of being welcomed, the hand was even on very rough shores.


"Mother?" call Rania back to sit next to Rangga.


The man was playing the phone did not want to disturb both, but did not want to leave Rania alone with a psycopath like Winarti.


"Would you come here? Wanna laugh at mom for being held back, you useless son, I raised you all along!" winarti snapped fiery, his grudge against Rania growing bigger after he was detained and heard that Rania was married to Rangga, the one who reported it.


"Mother's wrong, I came for mom's beard, Nia kangen ...."


Brakes


Rania gasps as Winarti hits the table, one of the policemen approaches, fearing the prisoner injuring his guest.


"I regret raising you and your useless sisters. Forgetting, beautiful like this because of who? I took care of you from childhood, but you couldn't make money and imprisoned me instead. The child does not know himself, and return the favor!" winarti.


"What did you say?" rania asked did not understand even though her eyes began to glaze over because of Winarti's words that hurt her so much.


A child's heartache is when the mother yells at him and says.


I'm sorry I brought up a useless kid like you.


Rania turned her head as her hand was held so tightly by Rangga. "We go home," invited Rangga began to ignite emotions. However, Rania refused.


"When your father lived he only loved you and your sisters when I was his wife. You should go with your mommy!"


"Enough!" rangga stood up. "Take care of your words."


"Oh so you're the one who reported me?"


"Yes why?" challenger Rangga still clasped Rania's hand.


Rangga's teeth clenched, his hands clasped tighter until his veins protruded, closing his eyes so as not to get out of control and hit the woman before him.


"Let's go home, good intentions are not always returned with kindness," said Rangga pulled Rania away. But the second step stopped because of the sentence Winarti.


"Do you know Rania? The man next to you is the one who bought you. Isn't that the same way she thinks you're a prostitute."


Plaques


"Mas!" rania shouted as Rangga managed to raise his hand right in Winarti's face.


"You don't deserve to be called a mother!" rangga said full of pressure, pulling Rania really away from there.


He regrets bringing Rania to meet a demon like Winarti.


"Darling?" call Rangga when Rania is silent after arriving in the car.


"I'm-I'm not-not papa," said Rania with a hoarse voice holding back tears.


"I'm not sad." The cry broke, as hard as Rania could hold it, but the tears stayed out of place.


His chest felt tight until just taking a breath felt difficult. The rumbling in his chest could not stand it. All of Winarti's sentences were jolted in his head. Then if it wasn't Winarti's mother, where was the real mother? Rangga bought it? What else is this?


"Honey, calm down, calm your emotions," whispered Rangga clutching Rania's trembling body.


"I'm-I'm fine," Rania muttered slightly stammering.


"Don't hold it dear, let out your voice. You won't be angry if you cry. Don't torture yourself."


It was difficult, the pain was unavoidable to let out a voice to strip away Rania was already unable to.


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