Knitting Wounds Extreme

Knitting Wounds Extreme
That guy?



Afternoon greet the earth capital that feels barren due to the scorching heat of the sun all day. As hot as Maya's heart was enraged lately. Maya realized, God does not like anger in humans, but Maya has already been hurt and murmurnya no longer.


I don't know how long Maya was sitting on the passenger seat of the taxi she was driving, until the afternoon suddenly came and the woman just realized it. Not feeling, his tears dripped like a river.


Betrayal for betrayal, lies for lies, insults, insults, blasphemies that Ditya's family did, can not be exchanged for tears as barternya. Tears alone are not enough to rub the wound to heal. Until now, the pain again felt up to the bone marrow and head crown.


Sari Donna's name has really Maya deferred for a favor. From today on, Maya completely opens a new leaf, and also removes the name Sari Donna, burying it deeply into the dark history of the past.


Sheet by sheet empty in the future, will Maya fill only with kindness as much as possible. Being a child as well as a mother, that was the focus of Maya after she came out of the dark world full of humiliation.


Upon arrival at a whitewashed house that Maya bought a week ago, Maya drops off, taking down three suitcases containing her personal belongings. Until Fatma comes, welcome Maya with a smile.


"Just come, you must be tired. Let me take him, come in. There's a warm tea that I made for you on purpose" said Fatma first, as she stared at Maya.


A driver escorts Maya, drops Maya's suitcases, and helps Maya drag her down. Good middle-aged man, and understanding.


"Thank you, Mom. I know that Maya is very tired today. Thank you for welcoming Maya," Maya replied later.


After the two arrive inside, Maya greets her son who is learning in the living room. Although the house that Maya bought was not so big, but this house is equipped with quite comfortable facilities.


"Hi, hotshot Mom. Has this mother champ had dinner?" ask Maya by stepping closer towards Gavin.


Gavin's bright smile, with a mole under the right corner of his lips that was so noticeable, made Gavin even sweeter. The boy was also fair-skinned, like Ditya.


Damnit damnit!


Even at this moment, the shadow of Ditya was ringing in Maya's head. It was in Maya's heart that God would give her the gift of Maya, to erase the bad memories and Ditya's name from her brain.


"No, Ma. Gavin's waiting for Mom to have dinner together. We did it, didn't we, Mom?" asked Gavin with enthusiasm.


The eight-year-old boy closed the book, with a smile on his lips.


"Yes, you're right. I'm sorry if you rarely give Mom time for this Mom's son. I promise, after this, Mother's time for the mother's son, will always be a lot" Maya said with a smile.


Maya sees Fatma approaching, carrying a glass of warm tea. Maya smiled, before turning to look at her frowning son.


"Are you not working?" asked Gavin innocently. The boy then gets a hug gift from Maya, and a gentle rub on her back.


"Mother decided to stop working, and will focus on taking care of Gavin at home. At school, maybe later Mother will open a small business to support our lives. I promise you, Gavin will have the best mother after this" Maya said.


"Yes, even though I don't have a father" said Gavin.


Hearing her son's words, Maya's smile faded. Why should it be this bad? A long time ago, Gavin was talking about dad. A kid his age, plus Gavin's a smart kid, it's worth saying something about Dad.


So is Fatma, who is no less shocked than Maya.


"Gavin, why is Gavin suddenly talking about dad?" asked Maya, trying not to be affected even though her heart was destroyed no longer formed.


Before replying, Gavin inhaled a deep breath of air, "since childhood, all of Gavin's friends had fathers, only Gavin had no fathers. Where's Gavin's dad, Mom?" ask Gavin with a slow blink. Her innocent eyes, really Maya could not bear.


Thin fog was created in Maya's beautiful and deep eyes, with a clear highlight of the wound. A destruction that Maya had been resistant to, now seemed almost exploded and Maya wanted to stop crying. Maya just wants to, she does not look weak anymore fragile in front of her son.


"Gavin doesn't have to wonder about dad. Someday, if Gavin has grown up, Gavin will understand where and who Gavin's father is. Every adult has a problem that no child of Gavin's age should know. Now, focus on learning and cheer your heart, so that Gavin can be a smart child and will become a role model" Maya replied at length.


Patiently, Maya explains, hoping that Gavin will understand her.


Fatma, who could not listen, turned around and headed to the back room, went into the kitchen and cried all over there. Let it be, Maya is a strong and intelligent woman. There's no way Maya can't answer her son's question.


"Later, Gavin often dreamed of meeting someone, he said he was Gavin's father, and we were close to each other. I don't know, Mom. Gavin did not want to ask about father, but because of the dream, made Gavin so curious," said the boy as he exhaled slowly.


"I'm sorry if Gavin's question has made me sad. If you cry, you cry, you don't hold it. Grandma said, holding back crying is only hurting yourself," Gavin added innocently.


Which mother is not sad?


Which mother is not flattered?


Which mother doesn't suffer when she hears the concern coming out of the tiny mouth of a Gavin?


Perfect. The pain is so perfect with the destruction felt only by the heart and mind, not the body.


"I'm sorry, Gavin. I promise, I'll just focus on making you happy. I'm sorry if you've been busy working lately and often neglect yourself. I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" Maya said later.


"Thank you very much, Mother" said Gavin. The boy then rushed into his mother's arms.


Look and hear this, Aditya. Don't you have a little heart?


Inner Maya.


Until a knock on the door, berahsio makes Maya and Gavin stop hugging. The mother of one child then got up, headed towards the door and saw who the guests were coming.


"Hi, Maya. If you think you can get away with me, and leave easily, then you're wrong. Look, I've found you" a man's voice, made Maya open her eyes wide.


"Ka .. you .. " Maya's throat felt choked, with the crown of the head felt watered by hot water.


The man ....


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