Lonely Master's Passion

Unstable

Louis was immediately shocked to see David's over-reaction. He knew that his son was still very sad about the passing of his birth mother. But, it should not be David to be disrespectful like this in front of himself and also his mother.

"DAVID-" Louis was about to scold his son however, Arista immediately rubbed his back gently trying to calm down.

"Already, Mas. No need to be extended, let me finish," gently Arista was about to clean up the food and also the broken plates on the floor.

"No, let it be with aunt. What if your hand gets hurt?"

"Not going to, Mom."

"Say you don't have to, don't you, Rista."

This time, Arista was really being lazy to argue with her husband like she had always been doing all along. He only wanted to focus on David whose current state of his soul was still unstable. Arista let out a long sigh and exhaled slowly, after which he crouched down until his face aligned with the son.

"Are your hands all right? It must have been a real pain to pull over the thick plate like that.'' Tanya Arista checked the state of David's palm and blew it slowly and soulfully.

"You must be happy, right because Mommy's dead? You are free to do whatever you want.'' David said with reddened eyes holding back anger.

"DAVID!" Shouted Louis, his emotions almost exploded if Arista did not immediately turn his head and round his eyes, making Louis immediately close his mouth and raise his head trying to hold back the emotion he really wanted to explode.

"Darling ... Do you know who your Mommy is? She's Aunt's older sister, the woman Aunt already thinks of as Aunt's own mother. For Auntie, your Mommy is the only person Aunt had before Aunt met your Daddy. So, how could Auntie be happy with her departure."

"Your aunt and Daddy are as sad as you are, baby. But, we tried to let Mommy go so that she was calm in nature. You know, if you think Mommy Clara's gonna be sad to see you." Arista said, rubbing David's head gently with eyes that look glazed.

Instantly, David lowered his head. A round of tears just fell from both of his eyelids that had swollen actually.

"Aunty love you, Aunt will try to be a surrogate mother for you. Although it's impossible Auntie can actually replace Mommy Clara in your heart, baby. Because what? because in this world, no one can replace the position of the biological mother even though she is gone. You understand what Auntie means?"

David nodded his head, the originally explosive emotions were now beginning to sink back. The gaze of the originally fiery eyes filled with hatred was now turning mellow and increasingly watery implying sorrow.

Really ... A Louis' heart was completely moved to hear all that his wife had said. Every sentence that seemed to be so neatly assembled was able to touch the deepest point of Louis's heart.

Louis crouched down beside his wife, looking at the son with regretful eyes. My eyes Louis tried to dive into the eyeballs of his son and try to understand the sadness that until now still felt by his son.

"Sorry Daddy, Son. Sorry Daddy snapped at you earlier. Everything Aunt Arista said was true, not only did you feel that you lost Mommy, we were both the same. If Daddy's words at that time hurt you, Daddy's apologizing once again, baby." Louis hugged the body of the son.

The emotions inside David had completely disappeared by now. His heart immediately melted after hearing the words of Father and mother, he continued.

"I'm sorry, too, Dad. I still can't accept Mommy's departure. For me Mommy's departure still feels like a dream, and I was so hurt when I heard you guys say that Mommy was happy with her choice to die.

"It's not what Daddy meant. You will understand if you grow up. Now, you're trying to make Mommy Clara go away, not Daddy's intention to forget about your Mommy. But, try to accept the fact that he has calmed down in nature there." Louis rubbed his son's back gently and affectionately.

Arista smiled happily at once, she looked at the faces of David and her husband alternately and hugged the two by stretching out her arms wide.

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Two months later.

The life Louis lived was truly happy. Moreover, his son has started to get used to calling Arista with the name Mommy Rista, although still shy and still try to get used to the call.

Louis looked ready to go to the office. He stood right in front of the mirror by tidying up the black shirt he wore.

It seemed that he would not be able to leave for the office if all the clothes and other necessities were not prepared by his wife.

"Yes, Mas. Here again I bring," replied Arista carrying a tie and a black suit that her husband asked for.

"Buruan, baby. It's this afternoon."

"Yes-iya patient dong, Mas." Gerutu Arista walked over and stood right in front of her husband.

"Darling? Your face is pale? You sick?" Louis asked, putting the back of his hand on Arista's forehead with eyes fixed on his wife's face full of worry.

"I'm not feeling well anymore, Mom. I don't know why I've been bloated lately."

"Why not say the same. If you know you're sick like this, Mas won't ask you to make all your needs." Gentle Louis is full of feelings.

"Well, can you do all this on your own?"

"Yes ... Yes ... Mutely. Did you forget that Mas lived alone for three years before marrying you?" Louis asked pinched the two sides of his wife's cheeks.

"Hm ... Yes indeed. I'm lazy to argue with you, Mom."

"Tumbens?"

"Tumben why? Tumben you succumbed the same Mas, usually you are always eager to refute everything Mas said? Hm ... I think something's not right with you.''

"Hm ..." Arista just mumbled slowly, his stomach suddenly felt pain accompanied by nausea that suddenly attacked.

"Jrp ... Huek ... Hoover ..." Arista ran towards the bathroom and was immediately followed by her husband with a feeling of worry.

"What's wrong with you, baby?" Louis asked half-runningly following his wife from behind.

"Jrp ... Huek ... Hoover ..." Arista actually vomited all the food in his stomach was not left alone, making his stomach was completely empty.

"Honey. Are you really sick?"

Arista just sat quietly on the bathroom floor with his chest up and down. His breath was blowing irregularly with his eyelids that began to water.

"Mas ... Actually--"

"What actually?"

"I have not been to the moon for two months" said Arista, in the midst of her breath still stinging.

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