
Glen looked down to listen to the explanation from his father, in his heart he felt sorry for thinking his mother was not paying attention to him anymore.
Slowly Glen approached Bellinda and hugged the woman who had given birth to him into the world.
" I'm sorry Glen ma, Glen has mistaken mama" Glen said regretfully.
Yes, although still a child Glen has the same soft heart as Bellinda and it makes himself very easy to forgive the mistakes of others.
" It's, it's okay, it's not your fault either, if your mom had told you before, it wouldn't have happened." bellinda said as she stroked her son's curls affectionately.
And Glen hugged his mother even more.
" So now papa's on pecans?!" Andrian jokingly teased the child and the mother.
" Father!" Glen turned around to hug his father, the man who had been the reason he was born into the world.
" Papa's son should be a wise man, don't put forward emotions before you think using your heart" Andrian advised his son.
Although he still often put forward emotions, but he wanted his son to be a better person than himself.
" Yes pa, Glen promised never to repeat it again" Glen replied solemnly.
" Thank God, may your life always be blessed!" Andrian prayed for his son.
"Amijin!" bellinda answered.
Andrian just smiled as he stared at the door that had been broken because it was broken by him.
" Now papa will call a handyman to fix the door," said Andrian who immediately got amused smiles from his son and wife.
" Why did papa break it to be broken !" sahut Glen while looking at the door of his room which has been damaged by his father.
" CK, if papa doesn't break down, then your mama will continue to cry worrying about you!" andrian answered with a smile.
" Yes, because you scared us, you did something weird!" bellinda glanced her eyes at Glen.
While the boy just smelled a smile.
" In fact, Glen just wanted to tell mama, if Glen got a hundred" Glen looked at his parents.
Hearing that his son had a hundred, Bellinda and Arjuna looked at each other.
" What's it you got a hundred?" andrian and Bellinda asked in unison.
Glen nodded happily.
" Oh my God, you're so great, son!" bellinda murmured, her eyes looked teary.
" This is a great new son of a father!"
Andrian grabbed Glen's body then swung it into the air many times, making Glen laugh with pleasure.
" Again dong pa !" pinta Glen when Andrian stopped his movements.
" Will it get dizzy?!"
" No!" Glen shook his head.
Then at his son's request, Andrian again swung Glen's body into the air.
The boy laughed giggling too.
" Already, already! stopit! it could get really dizzy!" Bellinda prevented her husband's hand from swinging her son back.
Andrian also said to stop his movement, but not with Glen.
The boy looked glum as his mother told him to come down.
" We better eat!" take Bellinda because she's at lunch.
" Glen we change your clothes yes, after that we will eat" said Bellinda who was immediately nod by Glen.
" I'll wait for you guys under !" andrian said as he continued his steps out of his son's room.
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Meanwhile mommy Rita is still thinking about who has dared to manipulate her daughter-in-law's phone. It was fortunate that he found out in time, otherwise the third world battle would not have been able to escape again.
If only Arjuna knew all this first, he would be sure that his son would be jealous.
Mommy Rita suddenly remembered something.
" Oh yeah, where's Dhita's phone ?" mommy Rita remembers the phone.
Mommy Rita tried to find the phone, but it was not found either. He searched starting from where Dhita groaned in pain namely, the living room. Until he got to his daughter-in-law's room.
But mommy Rita still can not find the whereabouts of the phone.
Then mommy Rita contacted the butler and gave the order to meet him, currently in her daughter-in-law's room.
GECK.
GECK
GECK
" Login!" mommy Rita cried when she heard the sound of the door being knocked.
It appeared that a servant who served as the chief of the servants in the mansion, was walking towards mommy Rita.
" The big lady called me?" ask the waiter.
" Yes, I want to ask you something" replied Mommy Rita who made the butler confused.
" Ask what's Madam about?" the waiter dared to ask.
" Do you know the whereabouts of my daughter-in-law's phone?" ask mommy Rita.
" No madam, maybe another servant" said the butler.
It was not him who cleaned the room.
" Alright, please gather them all in the living room!" mommy Rita's orders.
" Good madam!" then the butler hurried to call his comrades to gather in the central room.
A few minutes later, all the servants had lined up neatly facing mommy Rita who was sitting on the sofa.
Mommy Rita looked at her servants one by one. Making his servants bow down because they feel INSECURE in such a face.
" Now tell me who cleaned the living room yesterday?" ask mommy Rita to her servants.
All the servants fell silent, none of them dared to answer.
While in their minds each raised various kinds of questions, but no one managed to answer them.
" Not to be afraid, just tell me who cleaned the living room yesterday?" mommy Rita's birthday.
Suddenly one of the servants raised one hand.
" I cleaned it up, madam!" the servant replied in a voice trembling with fear.
Mommy Rita got up from her seat, approached the waiter.
" Did you see my daughter-in-law's phone?" ask mommy Rita.
The waiter shook his head.
Mommy Rita let out a long sigh and exhaled her slowly.
" Did you see someone after we left?" ask mommy Rita again.
" Yes, madam!" replied the waiter, nodding.
" Who?" mommy Rita squinted her eyes.
" Mrs Devina, mother of Lady Citra!" The waiter replied, now his voice was not very trembling.
DEGH'S.
Mommy Rita's heart stopped beating.
He seemed to not believe the statement of the servant, but when he remembered about the attitude of Miss Devina who did not like her daughter-in-law so much. He also tried to believe the words of his servant.
Mommy Rita was sitting back on the sofa, her feelings began to be erratic.
" You can go back to your own place!" mommy Rita said to her servants, who immediately rushed to the back.
Not without reason they do that, but because they are afraid of being mispronounced.