My Father is Not a Criminal

The Part 35

"Why, Bil? How are you suddenly so upset?" ask Dessy while following Nabila's point of view.

"What a hell, Dess. Let's go downstairs quickly and find a gift for your mama, let's go home later!"

"Okay, wait a minute, Bil! Sir, this is for ketoprak, while waiting for us to shop."

Dessy gave the driver a red note of money, which was greeted with a big smile and thanks.

"Thank you a lot, Non. Just know if you ever again want to eat ketoprak. I haven't been here in a long time, you've been kangen the same ketoprak Mak Onah."

"Together, Sir. I'm a sensitive employer, you know the driver again wants to eat ketoprak."

The three of them laughed at Dessy's words, including Nabila who had just looked angry and upset. Dessy and Nabila got out of the car, and walked into the mall.

"What do we buy, Bil, what's good? Confused me."

"What are your hobbies?"

"My mom's a hobby is working, so her son is lonely at home," said Dessy sadly.

"Don't be sad, but working parents are also for children, right? My mother also worked in Jakarta, not coming home, even just calling too rarely. Don't you love me?"

"Oh yeah, Bil. Your mother worked away..."

"Forced to feed me? This child of burden?"

"Mom.not that, Bil, but..."

"Here you go, Dess, the point is there are no parents who do not love their children. It's just the way they show it is different."

"Yes, Bil. So what do we buy, what's good?"

"Where to buy a bag? It's like it's good there!"

Nabila pointed to a bag shop that looked crowded with visitors, it seemed like the items in the store were good, because the store looked in demand.

"Or you're a branded bag shop, Bill. That's the bag Mama used to wear. Let's go there!"

The two entered the bag shop, and began to look around.

"That's good, isn't it, Dess?"

"I want that to you, too, it looks like our taste is the same."

The two laughed, then asked SPG mbak-mbak to get the bag they intended to look around.

"It's good, Dess, but the price..."

"Learn for that price. There is a price, there is quality. Yes, I want this one, ma'am. Please pack a beautiful yes, a gift for my mama, and please Ma'am enter this greeting card!"

The SPG boss nodded, then left Dessy and Nabila. While waiting, they looked around at the other bag.

"Mb Bilaaaaa." A little boy suddenly hugged Nabila.

"Eh, Tasia. Who's the same, honey?" Nabila squatted equal to Tasya's height.

"Sama Papa, same Aunt Rika. But they both said, Tasya had been looking for them but didn't meet."

"Who is Aunt Rika?"

Earlier, when in the parking lot, Nabila did see the three of them. Rika is a woman who is about the same age as Vinda, but her makeup is a bit excessive. Seeing Dika and remembering her mother's story, made Nabila was angry. But in Tasya, Nabila still shows his affection, yes, Nabila has already considered Tasya like his own sister.

"Tante Rica's his wife Om Sueb, Papa's friend, sister."

"Where's Mama Tasya? How did Tasya go with Aunt Rika?"

"Yes, then, if you will call Papa Tasya, let Tasya be picked up here."

Tasya smiled happily, then hugged Nabila tightly. Likewise, Nabila, hugged Tasya back, to release her longing for Little Sister.

"Whose son is it, Bil? Do you want to nyul*k someone's child?" asked Dessy who Nabila replied with an annoyed face.

"This is my neighbor's son who was in the old house, I used to ride in his house, when he was left working in Jakarta."

"This means pem---' kid"

Nabila closed Dessy's mouth with his hands, so that the girl could not continue her speech that was often slipping as good as udel.

"Can you shut up, Dess? He's just a kid" Nabila said.

"But his body also flows the blood of his father, the blood of a pemb*n*h."

"DESSY!"

Tasya felt afraid, because Nabila snapped at Dessy, the little girl re-hugged Nabila with a face hidden in Nabila's stomach.

"Yes, sorry, Bill. You are Hello Kitty. What the hell is this, this kid wants us to do? C*lik aja yuk, put us for ransom, it's quite tuh," said Dessy relaxed.

Nabila glared at Dessy, while Tasya looked increasingly frightened. Candaan Dessy was taken seriously by the little boy.

"But I'll call his dad."

Nabila called Dika, to tell him where Tasya was. Dika who had panicked and was angry at Rika, for neglect to look after her child, felt relieved. Before long, Dika came to the bag shop where Nabila met Tasya.

"Oh, Tasya, has Papa said, do not take off the handle of Aunt Rica, later you can get lost!"

Dika hugged her son in relief, behind her looks Rika standing wrong.

"Finally, Aunt Rika was busy looking at mute clothes and shoes, Tasya would want to take a bath ball, Pa."

"But don't go alone like gini, fortunately this met Kak Bila, try not how?"

Tasya just lowered his head, knowing that his father was angry because of his boredom.

"Thank you, Bill, I found Tasya. Who are you here with?"

"Yes, equally, Paklek. This, same friend."

Dika took out some red sheets from inside his wallet, then gave them to Nabila.

"Take this, Bil! As a sign of thank you, Paklek, because you saved Tasya."

"No need, Paklek. Nabila just happened to meet Tasya, and will not take advantage because of it. Do not equate when with Paklek," refused Nabila cynical.

"What do you mean, Ndhuk?"

Dika was very surprised, hearing the words of Nabila, the man never thought, the son of his former neighbor could speak the sinister and insolent.

"Paklek would know what it means if. Come on, Dess, let's go home! Is it done shopping?"

Nabila took Dessy's hand to leave the bag shop. Dika still gawking in disbelief seeing Nabila's attitude. Tasya cried, because she still misses Nabila. And Rika can only grin misbehavior.

Nabila pulls Dessy into the toilet mall, then sheds her tears there. Dessy hugged her best friend, and let Nabila shed tears.

"Cry, Bill, let your heart be relieved! I know what it's like to meet the people who make us suffer, it must be really sick. Pain that is invisible, but it feels so painful."

Nabila was still crying, remembering the pain of his father's face again, while in the prison clinic.