My Father is Not a Criminal

The Part 37

Rio has been allowed to go home from the hospital, the health of the young man has recovered as usual, even Rio is ready to return to his busyness, school.

Mama Rio picked her up from the hospital, while papa Rio never showed his face, from the day his son began to be treated. Mama said, if Papa Rio is on duty out of town, so can't see his son, but Rio knows, there is a lie there. Certainly Papa Rio was at the home of his young wife, the woman whom Papa married under the hand.

"Actually, Rio's a papa's son isn't it, Ma?" rio asked on the way home.

"If not your father's child, do you think you can get pregnant yourself? You think Mama's a worm, hermaphrodite?"

Mama Rio looked furious at her son's question, her hands clutching the steering wheel firmly, a sign of being extremely upset.

"Yes aja nemu in front of the door or brought heron kayak in the fairy tales. The proof, Rio four days in the hospital, Papa doesn't seem to stick his nose."

"And you told me, your dad's out of town again, are you senile?"

"Task out of town, or at his young wife's house, we don't know, either, Ma."

"RIO! TAKE CARE OF YOUR MOUTH! Even so, he's your father, without him you wouldn't have been born in the world."

Mama was very angry to hear Rio's insolent words. Although in reality, the Papa was a traitor, Mama did not like Rio's attitude that did not respect his father.

"Rio still recognizes him as Rio's papa, Ma, take it easy! But Rio doesn't know, Papa still recognizes Rio as a child."

"BENER-BENER YOU, YES. SINCE DATING THAT INMATE, YOU'VE BECOME IMPUDENT!"

"Don't bring Nabila, Ma! If there is no more connection with Rio, we have broken up. And Rio's never been in contact with Nabila again."

"YOU MUST BE LYING! BEFRIENDING THE INMATE, MAKING YOU CHANGE, YOU WERE NEVER LIKE THIS."

"Already, Ma, no need to scream like that! Later tension Mama can go up you know, later Mama will also be bothered."

Mama Rio snorted annoyed, according to him Rio became very brash, since he knew Nabila, the son of an inmate whose father died from rotting in prison. Rio closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep, so that his mother would no longer provoke a commotion.

Hesti, mama Rio, looked at her sleeping child, took a deep breath and exhaled loudly. Her heart was now completely broken, her husband no longer cared for their only child. Rio was lying helplessly in the hospital, her husband was even good at his young wife's house.

Not noticeably, tears began to wet the cheeks of Histi who was currently more tapered than before. The burden of the mind is mounting, plus there is no longer a place to tell stories, making the woman a little depressed. Undoubtedly, Rio became the place to vent all the resentment, including the vexation towards her husband.

Rio opened his eyes slightly, saw her mother crying and stared out the window. It was very desirable for Rio to wipe away those tears, but he also did not want to argue anymore with his mother. Rio know, his mother always looks for her mistakes, no matter how small, then will be angry, to vent emotions, against her papa.

The car stopped in the courtyard of a mansion, after a security guard opened a high gate. A luxurious house that looks calm and beautiful, but hides embers in the hearts of each of its residents.

"Rio, it's up, get up!" Hesti shook his son's shoulders violently.

"Yes, Ma. Can you not, wake up Rio was slow, Rio's stomach still hurts?!"

"If you're still sick, why did the doctor let you go home? Don't pretend, like your papa!"

Mama Rio got out of the car, disregarding her son. Rio just shook his head, then took down his things aided by Mr. Driver.

"Put it in the room, sir! Let Aunt get it cleaned up later. I want to rest first in the guest room, later if my room is neat, please tell me!"

"OK on ready, Den."

Rio laid himself on the guest room bed, the guy thought of Nabila, the sweet girl who was currently still filling all the space of his heart. Rio misses the girl so much, the girl he was forced to hurt for obeying his mother's will.

"Bil, Brother misses you. Forgive Brother yes, it has made you hurt and hurt," Rio whispered softly.

"Where do you know, if I've moved all of Nabila's photos to the drive. It must have been removed Mama's only the ones in the gallery and chat."

Rio's finger moved agilely, shifting the photos of Nabila neatly stored on his mobile drive. The man's smile grew wider, seeing Nabila's expression in each photo. Sometimes jutek, nosy, pouting, silent, crying, laughing loosely, and smiling gently.

"Indeed this one chick, like it's got a thousand faces. But everything makes me anxious, your dear sister, Nabila."

Rio closed his eyes, trying to paint a face with a sweet smiling expression belonging to Nabila, in his wishful thinking. Just to treat her burning longing.

Suddenly Rio's phone rang, a name seemed to flash on the screen, Rara. Reluctantly Rio answered the call.

"Yes, Ra. What's up?"

"Eh, you're home from the hospital, Yo? I want to look at you, say you're home."

"Yes, it's just here."

"I'm sorry, Yo! Because of me, you got sick. I really don't know, if you have stomach pain," Rara said.

"Yes, what a gapapa."

"You really want to excuse me, don't you, Rio?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"You're not lying, are you?"

"Yes, Ra. I'm gonna take a break."

Rio turned off the call without waiting for a reply from Rara. It made Rara upset, the girl stomped her feet and grumbled in the hospital parking lot.

"Duh, so arrogant as a guy, fortunately I have a crush, try not to let me HIH you, Rio," said Rara with a move mcc*kik.

Rara pulled out her phone, and called Dessy.

"Hallo."

"Dess, it's me, Rara."

"Yes, Brother Rara. How's it?"

"Rio has come home from the hospital, has even reached home and wants to rest. I just called him for nanyain."

"Oh, thank you for the info, Rara."

"Together, Des."

Rara hung up her phone call, then stepped in to find her bike at the place, and drove home with a carefree smile.

Rio continued his imagination about Nabila who had been cut off because the phone came in from Rara. The guy seemed to be smiling while closing his eyes.

Dessy who had just received the information from Rara, who said Rio had already returned home, also appeared to be smiling. A plan had been arranged in his brain, a plan for Rio.