Me Vs Flocking Mommy

Chapter 86. The deeper

"Let's get it over with, before Ella gets home" Albert asked.

Too late! Ella was standing at the door of her room. He saw Ghina and Albert hugging tightly.

"Ella? Tumben's home yet?" Albert immediately released his embrace from Ghina's body.

Ghina was shocked to hear Albert mention her daughter's name. He hurriedly cleaned the wooden box.

"Yes, the cafe was no longer rame. On busy exam preparation. Mama's looking for my birth certificate and SMP diploma, right? Have you seen the file, Ma?" Ella spoke with a tone and a flat face. There was no sad or angry expression from him.

"Not yet. Where do you keep it?" ghina asked nervously. His trembling hands turned back the paper that was strewn before him.

The high school girl picked up a key in the drawer in her bookcase. He opened the work cabinet of his late father, then pulled out the required files. "This file. Sorry to make it so hard for you to take everything apart." Again Ella spoke in a flat tone.

"Ah, was it stored there? Why didn't you think about it?" ghina forced a smile on her face.

"What is in his heart now? I was worried that it was like this. His heart is unpredictable. There's no way he didn't see his diary scattered," Albert's mind panicked.

Ella arranged all the colorful paper back into the old wooden box left by her late father, until the room was neat again. Without asking anyone for help, Ella climbed into a plastic chair and lifted the wooden box back into place.

"You happen to be home, want to eat together?" get Albert to try to melt the atmosphere.

"No need. Come here with a friend. He's waiting at the meatball stall in front of the alley. We had agreed to study at her house" Ella said.

The boy kept his school bag, then grabbed a jacket that was in the closet greeting. "Ma, I'm going first. My friend must have been waiting a long time," she said without changing her school uniform. Ella greets Ghina and Albert then passes away.

"He was just saying goodbye to Ghina. Is he still awkward calling me dad?" albert was a little disappointed. The tail of his eyes followed the movements of the woman who had begun to grow up without blinking. Albert still felt very worried about Ella's cold attitude at this moment.

"You don't think Ella's weird? Like avoiding us" Albert said after Ella left.

"Yes, I think so too. It is better for him to be angry or cry in front of me than for a gini" Ghina replied. "I'm afraid he's suffering even deeper injuries" he added.

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"Well? It's coming fast? How can you change clothes?" Maira asked, as Ella entered the meatball stall.

"The meatballs of Maira's order with Melda have not been made yet" Naya said.

"The taxi is wrapped. Eat at Naya's house while studying, let alone over time" proposed Ella.

"Oh really, too," said Imelda. "Mas, the meat is wrapped. Don't forget that the two orders were cabinya in many," cried Imelda on the meatball trader.

"Ready, Deck."

"Ella, are you crying? Your eyes are so red. What happened at the house? You don't change uniforms, either?" Maira noticed Ella's disheveled and grim-looking face. Whereas earlier when they picked up Ella at the cafe, the girl looked cheerful as usual.

"They must have read my diary, right? How much do they read? What was their response after this? I don't have any more face to meet them. Is your mom going to be mad at me?"

The girl was deep in thought. He listened to his mother and father for a while. Ghina cried in the arms of her husband, who was also her first love. But because Ghina was crying, Ella could not clearly hear what the woman was saying.

"La, come! The meat's been paid, huh." Imelda patted Ella on the shoulder to break her daydream.

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“La, is that chilli just as good as most? You're not strong enough, are you?” reprimand Imelda who poured chilies and sausages into a bowl of meatballs, more than usual.

“Ngak, coke. I really want to eat spikes again,” replied Ella gave an excuse.

“Be careful, La. Later your stomach hurts even can not learn,” said Maira reminded.

“Hehehe, don't worry guys,” says Ella while spooning her meatballs to her mouth. “Akh! It turned out really hard!” ella screamed when the Capsaicin substance on the chili burned her tongue.

“Tuh, pedes, right? Your eyes are watering, you know. Here drink.” Imelda handed Ella a glass of warm sweet tea.

“Thanks,” says Ella. “Hey, really too. If I pesesesan right so can cry as much without their suspicion.” A crazy but resplendent idea, it suddenly appeared in the boy's head. After sipping a quarter glass of the sweet tea, Ella again spooned the meatballs into her mouth with vigor.

“He's why, anyway? Since returning from her house looks strange,” whispered Naya to Maira and Imelda. Both of his friends did not. They gawked at Ella who was eating meatballs voraciously, like a fidelity.

After filling the middle hull, the four friends then opened their respective textbooks. A collection of books belonging to Imelda, placed in the middle to be used together.

This time Ella made a new move. The girl who always ranked first in class even at her school, did the exercise very smoothly. He was very excited to write the answer on the page of his book.

Naya, Maira and Imelda gawk at him. It is not strange, if Ella's head is very smooth when discussing lessons, especially science lessons. But still, there are people who are stuck.

“Why did you see me like that? If you do not understand ask,” said Ella with great confidence.

“La, I don't want to break your spirit. But about the exercises that you do is already discussed in the school,” said Maira very carefully.

“Totally? How can I not remember?” ella asked with a face flushed with embarrassment.

“Iya. About the number sixteen and twenty-nine you are the one who is ahead. That's loh, who until arguing with Anggit earlier,” explained Maira.

Pluck up! “Gosh! Stupid me!” Ella patted her eel with the tip of the pen she was holding. Her face was a dead red as a boiled crab because it held back the embarrassment.

"Actually I just want to repeat, really. Let me not forget" said Ella.

"La, if you have a problem don't hold your own. Just a story" said Naya. Ella just stared expressionlessly at hearing it.

(Connected)