Knitting Wounds Extreme

Promise yourself

Dusk rays with a golden red glow on the western horizon, almost the sun sank swallowed a cone-shaped land called a mountain. The heat all day stung Mayasari Arsyad who was traveling far, slowly crawling, replaced by the cold air of the countryside.

Some birds fly in the free air, creating a melodious sound in the afternoon that penetrates into the night.

Maya's journey is so melting. But all that was not felt at all, when the netraannya found the silhouette of his son who had been very special.

Why did Maya call him a special child?

Gavin is not a child born with a mental disability, let alone a physical disability or a congenital defect. The child was born perfect with a beautiful face like young Aditya. But what makes it special is, Gavin is not easy to get close and talk to just anyone. Even the boy only wants to talk to Maya, Maya's mother, and Shela who always takes Maya home.

Even with Jovita who occasionally visited there, Gavin never spoke a word.

"Hi son Mother. How are you doing? You healthy, honey?" asked Maya by tightly hugging her son. A carefree laugh followed by a close embrace from Gavin, just as he felt like a paradise of the world.

Even with just Gavin's voice, Maya's tiredness from not sleeping all night, and also followed by a long trip, treated just like that. Only Mom and Gavin have Maya. The rest, Maya doesn't have anyone anymore.

The ford? Since this morning exactly when Maya met Citra, Maya again felt her broken heart. Even since nine years ago, Maya has strengthened and strengthened her heart, believing that Ditya can not be reached again.

Let alone to reach, even to see it again, Maya's heart is not that strong. Since then, Maya is determined, assuming that the Aditya she once loved, who grasped her full heart, who became the king and ruler of her heart, has died.

"Yes, I'm healthy, Mom. Mom how are you? Mom's a little uncomfortable. What hurts? Or is Mom exhausted?" Gavin instead welcomes his mother, with questions that succeed in making Maya feel rejected.

"Mom just sleeps less. Last night I couldn't sleep well, because I missed Gavin," Maya hugged her son, tenderly and affectionately.

"Alright, let me accompany you to bed," the boy's eyes turned to Shela, "hi Aunt Shela."

"Hi, ugly boy. I miss your ugly, " said Maya who has a hobby of flirting with Gavin and making the child regret always.

"It doesn't matter if I'm ugly, because Aunt Shela is the queen of ugliness" Gavin replied.

Maya's son then separated from his mother, scattering into the lap of Fatma who only smiled. No stranger, Shela is indeed so close to Gavin.

"By the boy," Shela grumbled softly, staring at Gavin's joke.

At the same time, Maya saw a large paper bag that had part of the contents removed. The woman then got up, approached the table and peeked at the contents of the paper bag.

"Who brought this, Mom?" maya's sharp gaze, down the entire paper bag.

"Your boss, Mrs Jovita, came here this afternoon. I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you," Maya smiled slightly, sipping her tea slowly.

"Who is he coming with?"

"Two with one man's men. Why did you have to get out of Bu Jovita?" only Fatma was curious.

"nothing. Maya just wanted me to start to keep her distance," said Maya, "don't ask much. Tonight too, Maya wants Mom to move in tomorrow. Maya will take care of it."

"You got a problem with your boss?" fatma asked, not heeding her daughter's prohibition not to ask.

Shela was silent without reacting, but clearly her eyes revealed shock.

"More of the time Maya will tell it, but not now. Maya could not come here for long, tonight Maya also had to return," replied Maya without bothering to give a concrete explanation.

"What's the matter, Maya?" ask Fatma not to lose.

"May want to say goodbye, Mom," said Maya. Instead of answering, Maya actually said to go home immediately, "don't forget after this pack your valuables. Maya's gonna pick me up in the morning."

After hugging Gavin for a moment, Maya returns home, leaving her mother with a myriad of questions, with no answers and no certainty.

Maya is the backbone of Fatma and Gavin. It was impossible for Fatma to oppose and reject his daughter's orders. Surely Fatma will obey this time, but she will still urge her daughter to answer everything.

Along the way, Maya is silent, not intending to say a word. Shela long riled, when she was silenced like a statue of Liberti that might soon collapse. Until then the woman could not stand it anymore, and searched Maya with a lot of questions.

"What do you really want, Maya? Why did you suddenly decide to take Mom and Gavin away? Don't you just have the only job as a night woman? Why did you say you wanted to quit Mami?" shela asked who since then, her mouth was already itching to ask

"I'll find another job, Shela. My savings are enough if later, maybe I want to open a small business. If not, I'll find out who my ex-client once offered me as his mistress. Being the mistress of the office, perhaps," Maya stared blankly at the online taxi bench that was carrying her, as well as Shela.

"Why don't you talk to me first? At least you ask my opinion and we find a solution together," said Shela who began to be angry at Maya.

"It's final and I don't need any solution. My principle is, I don't want to work for a traitor. According to Jovita who has a lot of money and his nature is duitan, I have confidence, he must have received a big bribe from Ditya. Although this is only a guess, but my instincts have never been wrong," said Maya.

"You know for yourself, don't you, Shela? Money is not everything to most people, but it is the prime mover for action and intention. With money, one could even afford to buy a job. With money, one can even become a demon. With money, someone even suddenly has a shallow brain. Aditya and his family are examples. I don't want to exchange my son's whereabouts for Ditya's money, which must be through Jovita!" maya exclaimed, with tears coming back.

"You're fragile, Maya. Spill all your complaints on me. I promise, I promise I will always listen to you, and help you as much as I can. Stay strong with millions of forces, even if the storm comes as if it can topple, as long as you still have the breath that God bestows, I'm sure you will still be able to survive," Shela tries to strengthen.

"I will begin to devise a plan, to quit Mami Jovita's brothel," Maya promises herself.

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