Luciana Beautiful

Hendra POV: The anger I hold.

I saw that my eyes were a bit swollen, my mother was crying.

I feel guilty, some days I don't pay attention to my mom.

I'm too busy with Luciana's business.

What's wrong with mama? did you fight with papa?

I see the attitude of mama on papa is not as usual, usually mama is attentive and likes to joke papa.

Mama's attitude also looks cold on papa, although occasionally still answering that papa invites mama to talk.

Did mom and dad fight without me knowing?

What because of me?

I approached my mother, she smiled as I approached.

I hugged my mom's arm and leaned my head on her.

Mama gently stroked my hair, it's been a while since I've spoiled my mama.

"Ma.." call me.

" Hmmm.iya son," replied Mama.

" Can Hendra ask mommy?"

" Ask what son?" asked my mother to look at my face.

" Have mom and dad had a fight?" many hearts.

My mother was silent before answering my question.

"Do you know where mom and dad fought?"

" Hendra was thinking ma, right ma?"

Mama nodded...

"Is it because of Hendra Ma?" ask again.

" It's not because you're son, your father is too selfish.mama just trying to straighten your papa," replied Mama.

" Well, did mom cry a lot? my mom's eyes are swollen," I said again.

Mom holds her eyes.

" Really?" ask mama.

I'm nodding.

Mama took a long breath.

" I'm sorry mama son, mama has tried," he said with a sad face.

I hugged my mom.I looked into her eyes.

"What is this ma?" kuraba mama's cheek, there's a red mark over there.

Mama held her cheek, mama tilted her face away from me.

"Papa slapped mama?" ask me with a full view.

" No boy, this is nothing" replied the mother evaded.

"Hendra is not a child anymore ma, dare papa do that to mama," I got up from my seat.

I clench my fingers, I'll catch papa.

I left, but Mom hurriedly pulled my hand.

" Where are you going, son?" tanyanya's worried.

"Hendra wants to make a calculation with papa," I replied in anger.

"Don't kid, please." said mama.

" Papa has passed ma..," I replied in flames.

" Please listen to my mom, son, calm yourself down" she held my hand tight.

"Let go of your hand, Hendra can't stay still" I replied trying to let go of his hand.

Mom's crying...

" Please listen to my mom just this once, son.control your emotions.

" Mama please.don't go, if you still think of mama as your mama.please listen to mama Nak..," mama looked at me with tears.

I hugged my mother tightly.mama cried on my chest.

I had to listen to my mother, this time I had to hold my anger on papa.

I don't know what I'd do to papa if mama didn't hold me back.

Mama must be afraid I'll fight with papa, then we'll hurt each other.

Poor mama, for the sake of defending me mama who has to bear the selfishness of papa's attitude.

Mama's heart must be sick, the person who has been with her can hurt mama just for the sake of an ego.

I let go of my hug after I saw that mom was calm.

I guided my mother to sit, sometimes there were still her tears dripping down the cheeks of the woman I loved.

I rubbed my mother's tears gently, my heart ached to see this woman I love had to cry.

"But Hendra will still reprimand papa," I said firmly.

"Don't kid, just leave your papa." replied Mama.

"But ma...Hendra could not stand still seeing papa had dared to play hands, especially because mama defended Hendra."

"Mama does not want there to be a fight between father and son, mama is afraid you become an ungodly child.Fear you emotions then hit your own father Son," said the mother again.

" Mommy already knows the nature of papa, he will not hesitate if you dare to fight it, son, please forget the problem of papa who slapped mama," said my mother to me.

" Mama wants, if you are in front of papa pura do not know," continued mama again.

"You want to promise your mama, son? please don't expose this matter in front of papa."

" Alright ma...Hendra promise. But only this time. If you do it another time, Hendra will not hesitate anymore," I added again.

" How's Luciana Nak doing?" ask mama.

" It's still my permission.it still takes time to heal his wounds" I replied.

"Ma...Hendra had already told Luciana about Hendra's feelings for her as well about her father's actions, "my story to my mother.

My mother was surprised to hear my story.

"Then did you apologize to him for papa's actions?"

" Already ma, Luciana is not angry.but she just wants to be friends with me while ma."

" Lusiana does not want to be in a relationship without blessing she said ma..."

" Mama can be scared...Luciana is a good girl.she has self-esteem, mama likes her more," said mama.

"If you have the same thoughts as your mom..."

"Patience, son.." Mama rubbed my hand gently.

The sound of papa's car coming home...

Mama looked at.

"Remember, son, don't be yelled at" whispered mama slowly.

I'm nagging.

"Honey..," Firda's voice called out to me.

I looked at each other with my mom, it turns out Firda came to the house.

Gee whiz...

" Aunty's Night.," he called my mother.

"Firda's night..kok is here?" sahut mom.

"Fear Om Bey Tan.tadi Om Bey stopped by Firda's house, met papa," he replied.

Papa really has gone too far, making my mood even more unpleasant.

"Darling..." Firda immediately struggled spoiledly hugging my arm and leaning her head on my shoulder.

Mama who saw it could only quietly watch over Firda.

I pushed slowly Firda's body, uncomfortable it felt hugged by him.

Papa came in later and smiled faintly looking at Firda who was still trying to hug my arm.

My feelings immediately became very upset plus annoyed.

"what model woman will this papa marry me?" I murmured in my heart.

In contrast to Luciana who always keep his behavior.

I always compare Firda's attitude with Luciana's.

Suddenly I miss the girl so much, I don't know what Luciana is doing right now.

I smiled to myself.

"It's a smile like me.ganteng deh if that smile," said Firda surprised me.

I immediately drew my smile, my God Firda thought I was smiling at her.

I see papa also smiling happily, jeez Hendra what are you doing.

I swear it in my heart...

Firda hugged my arm

" Dear.we sit in front of the terrace yuk," he asked.

"Many mosquitoes" I replied reluctantly.

"No, the wind is strong in front of no mosquitoes," he said again.

This must be Firda's wits in order to be alone with me.

" Wind is strong, there will be wind" I refused.

"Boy is afraid to catch a cold" said papa.

As good as I am.If I do not want to keep my mother's feelings and my manners as a child, I must have replied to my father with this answer.

"Then whichever is with Firda in front."

But I just swallowed that answer...