My Lovely Office Girl's

Eps 25 (Golden)

A few days later.

Brakk!!

The door of the house hit the wall very hard, until it made a very loud sound.

Tutih who was slightly tidying up his house quite jolted, until he ran towards the front room.

"Glorious!" Said Tutih with a sad face.

"Money." Said.

He walked over, with one hand outstretched.

"What money?"

"Money for me! must've been the kid who sent you money." Amar looked into Tutih's eyes sharply.

The glint of anger was clearly visible. And it's always Tutih see every firstborn coming home. There is never a face of sumringah or soft words.

And the middle-aged woman missed the former figure of Amar. The second man who loved her was Ali's husband.

"Ayumi is no longer giving us money, she is focusing on saving for her college money." The voice sounded vibrating.

Amar was silent, but his eyes were full of probing, looking for a lie that his mother might have been able to do.

"You lied!" Little Amar with a low voice.

Obviously he wouldn't believe it.

"We're not lying. Even Ayumi's rarely come home, you know for yourself now she's busy with her work."

Hearing that, Amar smiled. That grin looks so scary.

"What's wrong with you? go back to the way you used to be, go back to being Mom and Dad's son. It's not like this, you're living a long time, being a drunk, what exactly do you want? do you want us dead? then you will be satisfied, Amar?!"

The voice sounded vibrating. The woman held back the cry as well as the anger which was also about to explode.

"I don't want you dead! but the boy." Snapped Amara in a high voice.

While the Tutih closed his eyes, inhaling as much air as possible, then exhaled slowly.

"What makes you hate Ayumi so much?" The tutih looked at his son with tears that began to fall down his cheeks.

Amar hunchback.

"Tell me Mother's head! what makes you hate Ayumi so much?"

The man was still silent, with eyes fixed on his mother.

"Marine?" Call Tutih again.

"Because Mom and Dad loved him so much. You forget me, you focus too much on the boy."

"We don't forget you, we miss you so much, Amar our son who has a soft nature in every word" he said."

"No!" Sergey Amar, the man denies. "You ignored me, just because he was a child of shit and sickness ..."

"Glorious!" The teacher began to raise his voice. "Take your word." The middle-aged woman shouted.

Then he raised his hand, about to slap Amar to wake up, but he was unable to touch the cheek of the boy he raised with love and affection.

"What's? why did Mom stop? slap it! because right now the mother's son is just the pick-up boy, not me anymore. My life is a mess, nobody cares, so just give me what I've asked for, not every day I ask for money."

The tutih shook his head, his heart felt completely crushed. He is disappointed in himself, when he is no longer able to pull Amar to the path he should have.

He pulled his hand back. But instead of immediately away, Tutih hugged Amar's tall body.

"Stop hating Ayumi. It is not his wish to live like that, .. and again, his tuberculosis is not a disaster and misfortune, God leave him to take care of us together! understand, I know your little heart still cares about him a lot, just because Mom and Dad pay more attention to him, doesn't mean you don't love you anymore." The woman was crying.

Amar silenced, he tried to refrain from crying, even though his lips quivered, as well as the water that had pooled in the eye peluk.

He was very close to Ayumi. Giving the girl the affection of a Kaka to her younger brother, but the feeling changed, when Ayumi experienced some calamity to make Ali and Tutih only care about him, and was in deep debt just to keep Ayumi growing like a normal child in general.

"I have to go again." Amar immediately pushed the body of his mother.

"Stay here, you're starting to need your help."

Amar smiled mockingly.

"really? I don't think so. You guys look fine, even without me." Amar put his feet outwards.

"It's late afternoon, at least wait for you. We eat together, after that you can go, wherever you want."

But Amar did not listen. The 28-year-old left, leaving the mother still crying softly almost that evening.

"Glorina!?"

Amar just kept going, regardless of the call from his mother.

"Amar go home, it's not good to live like that! your family is still there, so why should you live somewhere else, with other people."

He remained unanswered, leaving with an erratic feeling. His heart was clearly not heartbroken when his mother begged and cried, but there was another side that made Amar resolve to keep going, and away from the home of both parents, and the family, just because of the anger in the past that never goes out.

Forgive Amar Bu. But Amar can't, the boy's taken it all, even since he's just been brought to our house.

***

In Ayumi's room.

"Not in the lift?" Randy who was currently sitting next to her asked.

Ayumi nodded.

"It's not usually like this." Tukas the girl, then turned her head, and looked at Randy.

The look of the face was sad, the streak of fear was also a clear sense of worry.

"It's okay, maybe they're busy. Call me tomorrow again, and tell me I want to see them, okay?"

Randy grabs Ayumi's shoulder, then carries her into his arms.

"Did you?" Ayumi looked at.

While Randy, looking down to look at that face.

"Yes?" He smiled, with one hand moving away the strands of a child's hair, and tucked in the earlobe.

"I don't feel good, why?"

"It's okay, you're tired. So, ... It could be that your mind is screwed."

"What's that? Have you ever felt anything like this?"

Randy gave a smile, then nodded.

"It's getting dark, you have to go home. You okay here by yourself? or wanna come? there's still Mom at home, she can accompany you if you want."

Ayumi pulls away, until Randy makes a release of her embrace.

"No, I'll be fine here, greetings to Mom!"

"You sure? I'm a little worried, let alone seem like you're really worried about something."

"Little bit. It's not usual for you to miss a call from me."

"It's okay, there won't be anything bad. Believe it."

"Grand." Ayumi nodded.

"Good." Randy is starting to rise. "I go home first, don't forget to lock the door tight, I think it's not safe here." Sindir Randy, as the corner of his eye looked at the glass.

"Some, if there's anything, just yell and call Miss Amel."

"No!" Randy's assertive.

The man came back closer, and scooped up the body that was only that tall, then hugged Ayumi tightly, and showered Ayumi's face with a short kiss.

You kepo men!

Randy cursed, as Gani continued to peek at the thin curtain trousers that ran across the window of Ayumi's room.

"Be careful, call again, .. until I go to sleep!" Ayumi Pinta.

Hearing that Randy was just silent, staring at Ayumi's face with a sparkling face, also holding back his smile.

"Kok's under arrest." Ayumi touched the tip of her lover's nose.

"It's not in the hold ..."

"Shuutttt!" Ayumi shut Randy's mouth. "So soon you'll have to hang out, hurry home."

The girl withdrew her hand, and the sound of a loud laughter clearly resounded filling the small-sized room.

"That's all you know, then why keep reasoning when I want to marry you?"

"Ish, wait until I'm ready."

"When about?" Randy tilted his face, until the blushing face could be seen very clearly.

"If it's time, things will go on even without us thinking, so be patient, I'm not going anywhere." He said, then tiptoed and grabbed Randy's shoulder.

The cup!

Randy intends to reach for Ayumi's waist, but he pauses when he realizes that he is not only alone with the lover, but there are two eyes that are also watching the two from the outside.

"Don't start!" The man's voice sounded low.

"No, go home soon. Kasian I waited too long for you."

"Your snacks still exist?"

"There's."

"Fuckin' guy?"

"There's also."

"Well, I'll get to the house I order good."

"Can I refuse?"

"No."

Then they laughed together.