
A piece of the story from time to time, day after day, adds to the length of the chapter contents of the story that will become a deep treat in the future. Full of blue grooves in each paragraph that tells a series of events.
Evan who continues to grow, growing with all his cuteness and cleverness. Starting to find his differences with the others, he. Unlike other friends show and tell, their happiness is complete with their father and mother. That fact should not make him moody and discouraged.
"Why are you, baby?" asked Bu Ira found him locked himself in the room, not playing as fun as usual.
"My father where is Nek? Why have I never seen him?" the innocent question of a three-and-a-half-year-old boy, who felt jealous of his classmates.
Mom Ira gasped at the question, and suddenly it was hard to answer.
"Your father works far, far away. So he went home a long time ago, "that's the only sentence he could get from his brain. Still hoping to find people have snatched Kinar away, holding him accountable.
"Why never call, mom who goes to work for a while always call," replied Evan with his song.
"Maybe your father is busy, very busy. So no stunt," replied Ira Bu looking for an excuse.
"The bad father doesn't care about me, '" Evan sulks even more, leaning over the mattress covering himself with a pillow.
"Darling.not so. If you become a good child and pinter continues to obey, surely your father will mepet home," said Bu Ira so softly, do not want his grandson dissolved in his sadness.
"Grandma didn't lie, did she?" the reply began to melt, removing the pillow that covered it. Inching to grab the grandmother, hugged her.
"Of course, which father doesn't miss the same good son. Let alone your rich handsome," Bu Ira returned Evan's embrace, rubbing his back full of tenderness.
Evan was silent, digesting his grandmother's speech. I wish my dad would come home and hold her, play ball, or teach her to swim. As her theme often tells.
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Heavy work every day plus a salary difference that is far enough from the previous salary does not dampen Kinar's steps to continue his work. Because at least he was comfortable in his place now, not much to make him psychically depressed. It is safer, he said.
Many times Adam did everything he could to make Kinar waver, by showing off the luxury items he had. Kinar did not budge, not affected at all. It's not crazy treasure either.
His efforts that did not also succeed did not dampen Adam's struggle, furthermore he began to show off his intimacy with his new girlfriend.
"That's the spv on your part first, he rich yesterday still chasing you. Eh it's just as friendly as any other girl. Basic man," Rita mengedumel himself saw the behavior of Adam making out in a public place.
"Waah.malah say whatan tuh, waitw diamond ring tuh," pointed Rita from a distance of several meters. When we got to the parking lot of the employees.
Kinar turned his head, seeing a sexy girl excitedly receiving the gift. Reply with a friendly kiss on Adam's cheek.
"Aren't you jealous? It's a pity that diamonds are stuck in a girl's finger gatel macem her," muttered Rita.
"It's good, it means Mr. Adam has already got his soul mate," said Kinar.
Not until there, Adam who saw the shadow of the figure of Kinar was facing towards him. Immediately close her body to the girl, cupping her face then landing a friendly kiss on her lips. Late friendly, tend to be lustful, deliberately showing it to Kinar. To make her jealous or just prove that she can get a more beautiful.
Seeing the sight of two people clenching each other in front there, Kinar immediately pulled Rita's hand. "Yuk. buruan, my son is waiting for me to come home," asked Kinar.
Rita who is still flabbergasted, dragged away by the hand of Kinar, "duhhhh.
"Hiiih...kamu why the heck gini rough attraction?" his gerrick.
"What's rich, what's the legit sweet? you've never been, have you?" rita asked while holding her lower lip.
Kinar answered the origin, "yet?"
"Your oath? just like Evan's father, what's the matter?" search Rita.
Kinar was stunned, the incident reverberated around his brain. His face looks changed.
"Sorry.gue didn't mean to tell you about it," Rita realized her mistake. One and a half years of knowing Kinar, he knows a lot about his friend's past. Kinar heavily once told it.
"Udah yuk just go home, Evan has been waiting," he said not to discuss again.
Upon arrival at home, Ira was sewing some torn clothes with her old sewing machine, which she bought at a flea market.
"Sorry Mom, even I can't love Mom new clothes," Kinar felt sorry to see that.
"It's just a tear in the seams, still worth a dipake. Don't think about rich things, gini" replied Ira.
"Yes Ma...Evan's asleep?
"Yes just now.."
"Thank you Mom, I went to the room first huh," said Kinar, undoing the intention of Bu Ira who wanted to say something. He saw Kinar was very tired.
Kinar had difficulty compromising with his heart which made his eyes reluctant to shut, even though his body was so tired. Demand a break.
In view of the blackened ceiling, some parts of the ambrol requested renovation. His mind returned to the events of that night, when his honor was forcibly taken away. A man stomps his body, pursuing satisfaction. Sickness that is still felt until now, forced by forced something valuable of his. Without a feeling, let alone a commitment. Far from his dream, who wanted to give it up after lafadz ijab kabul accompanied by the word "shah", as a gift for his chosen man the man he loved.
He wiped away the tears that were dripping between the shadows of his despair at that time, turning towards Evan who had fallen asleep in his beautiful dreams. The presence of the small body, the existence of which had been his encouragement, despite the great consequences that he had endured so far.
Thank God for presenting it to me. Without you I wouldn't be this strong, kissing her son's forehead in gratitude.
Elsewhere, Angga gathers some of his hanging out tams holding a party welcoming the return of Roman who will re-settle here.
"Finally you behind the netep here too bro.I'll burden lightly," while thrusting a glass full of alcoholic beverages, toast. The world like that is the most fun for Angga.
This time Roman did not drink it, the glass was put back. Ask for another drink.
"Lu's traumatized?" asked Angga looking suspiciously.
"Gue just doesn't want another victim, he's enough to haunt me" Roman replied.
"First meeting, then second. There may be a third and so on.There is still a chance to nyari tuh cewe. I'll help you" Angga replied.
"May she be unmarried" he added.
"Where is Jay, is he free?" Roman talked about something else.
"In the near future" Angga replied.