
Sorry if there was a mistake in making the story.
This is my first novel :)
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When krisya is eating with mamah angga. His cell phone rang.
Ddrrtt......Drrtt......
Krisya also took her phone.
Dad called
"Auntie, if you'll excuse me, pick up the phone first" permission krisya.
Mom just nodded her head.
Krisya got up from her seat to pick up the phone from her father.
"Asalamualaikum yah"
"..................."
"Risya again looks sad because of the accident"
"................."
"The situation is still not recovered well, oh yeah well permission a few more days here ya yahh"
"..............."
"Asiapp bosskuhh, yes later the worry all see the state of the company in jogja"
"............"
"Thank you father, father also do not forget to take care of health. Asalamualaikum"
"............"
Krisya also disconnects her phone call.
Krisya sat back to her place.
"Did you call kris?" ask mama angga
"Yes aunty" replied krisya.
"Maafin aunty ya so ngerepotin you gini" said mamah angga.
"Well, why do you have any business here, kris?" ask mamah angga.
"Dad has a business in the field of textiles so tan happens here there are several branches of batik typical solo and various batik archipelago" replied krisya.
"Wahhh cool dongg, when can aunty dong be invited to see your papah business is kris. Coincidentally aunty batik lovers also loh. Oppanya was also having a business in the field of textile that" said mamah angga.
"By aunty, I'll take ya" replied krisya.
"Oh yeah where are you Kris?" ask mamah angga.
"I'm a real solo aunt" replied Krisya.
"Loh keep you in Jakarta when it's living alone dong" asked mamah angga.
"Yes aunty I continued college in Jakarta itung itung self-study that way. Hehehe" chrisya replied with a laugh.
"Oalahh you are just as proud as you are, even though you have parents there are only choosing to live independently" said mamah angga.
"And we don't always live off of aunt's parents' money. I also want to be a successful businessman like my father" replied Krisya.
"Wahh kanya you are very proud of your papah yes kris, and lucky dong mamah you have a husband who is proud of his children" said mamah angga.
In an instant, the look on his face turned soft.
Mamah Angga who noticed the change in facial expression of krisya was confused.
"Loh koq your face turned sad that's so? Why is there something wrong with aunt's words just now?" mamah angga asked not well.
"Emmm ngga koq tan, I'm just a mother kangen just so" replied krisya who is still with her sad face.
"Where is your mother, Kris? ask mamah angga.
"You died when I was 6 years old" replied Krisya with a smile.
"Oh my goodness, I'm sorry auntie is beautiful. Aunt doesn't know. Aunty is not good. Sorry yes dear" said mamah angga while holding the hands of krisya.
"Yes tan gapapa, I'm a baper. Hehe" said krisya.
"It's natural, son, that a child is sad when other people question your mother. Surely you miss very well the figure of a mother let alone you in living while still at that age who should get more affection" said mamah angga calm krisya.
"Yes tan" replied the chrisya who arrived her tears dripped.
Krisya is very easy to cry if anyone questions his mother because from a young mother loves Lisna more.
But for Lisna, her mother loved krisya more.
Yes understand the name of the child there is jealousy of each other.