My Mom Dear My Mom is Poor
Chapter 5's
Aryo immediately wanted to leave with his heart made so sick by the words of two parents Husna who apparently could not accept well his arrival at that time.
However, Husna quickly held back his hand asking him not to go first.
"No! Please don't go."
"I don't want to make a scene in your house Husna, let me go, and your parents' words have a point too."
"No!! If you go, then take me too, I want to come with you!" Husna Resolute.
"Husna, what the fuck are you!!" Snapped Mr. Awan when he heard Husna's wish.
"Dad that's all right?! Why treat guests like this?! Aryo's coming over!"
"The actions of the two of you have really gone too far!! Husna, get in your room!" Firmly, Mr. Awan who immediately rose from his seat.
"No! I don't want to!"
"Husna, since when did you turn into a dissident child like this ha?!" Nilam also growled and rose up.
Now the commotion really happened, as if it could not be avoided anymore, the fight between Husna and his parents also continued to occur until their high voice was heard so jarring in the room.
"I said come in, yes come in!!" Without wanting to argue longer, Mr. Awan immediately grabbed Husna's arm.
"Dad no! Let go of me dad." Pinta Husna started crying.
"Come, get in the room!!" Pak Awan continued to pull Husna's arm to bring her in regardless of Aryo who was still there.
"Take me off, dad!! Aryo help me!! Don't go, please take me with you!!" Pekik Husna's.
But what power, Aryo could not do anything at that time because considering that what attracted Husna was his parents. I was just speechless, looking pusar towards Husna who continued to cry when she was dragged in by her father.
"You saw that Aryo! Before knowing you, Husna was a child who was very obedient to both parents, but now Husna turned into a son of dissident, he said, he dared to go against his parents just for the sake of the man he had only known for a few months." Ketus Nilam who continued to stare sharply at Aryo.
Aryo once again could only bow his head, despite feeling hurt and disappointed at the words of both Husna's parents, it was certainly impossible to make him go berserk.
"I'm sorry ma'am, I didn't mean to."
"You know what you're supposed to do after seeing what just happened?"
Aryo slowly started to lift his head back to look at Nilam's face.
"Sway Husna! Because you're just a bad influence on my son!" Strictly Nilam again.
It also makes Aryo hurt feelings even more he felt demeaned by Nilam ma'am. He also with a heavy heart finally left the magnificent house with a feeling that was so hurt. Everything he felt at that time, he could only pendam himself.
While Mr. Awan, he continued to drag Husna up to his room.
"Dear cruel!!" Husna's cry as the Cloud's sir smashed his hand violently when they had arrived in the news of Husna.
"You are outrageous!! For the sake of that man you are even willing to fight against your own parents??!!" The voice of Mr. Cloud was heard so jarring in the room.
"But I love him dad!"
"You're in love with the wrong person! Your mom and dad would never agree!!"
"No matter if you agree or not, I will love him and stay in touch with him!" Resolute Husna who still remain firmly in his stance, he said,
"Don't dad, don't lock me up!!" Husna again cried hysterically, hoping that her father could melt her heart.
But it did not make Mr. Awan flinch, he even confiscated his daughter's cell phone, so that Husna could no longer contact Aryo for help or something like that.
"In that way, you will no longer be able to relate to that man!"
"Daddy is cruel, daddy is evil, I hate you!!"
"You heard Husna, there's nothing you can be proud of that man, what do you see of him ha? He's just a driver from Ardito, can you imagine what your future would be like with him??!"
"I don't care, I love him!"
"Oh yeah, just enjoy your days here."
"I hate you, I hate you!!" Husna chuckled as Mr. Awan began to step out of his room.
Mr. Awan did not budge at all, he just continued to step away from Husna, then closed the door of the room and locked it from the outside. Realizing that, Husna immediately ran to the door, banging it hard, hoping that his father would not actually lock him in the room.
"Dad!! Open the door dad!! I can't lock me up like this because I love a guy you don't like!!" Shouted Husna while continuing to bang on the door.
Mr. Awan who was still standing behind the door was silent, without intending to open the door again.
"Dad, open the door!!! Love is not a crime father!!"
Can't bear to hear his daughter's screams that seemed so passionate against him, Pak Awan immediately went away to return to his room, because his head felt a little dizzy from thinking about Husna who had dared to fight him.
Not long after Nilam came into the room following her husband.
"Has that man gone?!"
"I told him to stay away from Husna!"
"Eeemm good, is he fighting?"
"He wouldn't dare!" Replied Nilam as she began to sit on the edge of the bed.
"I think I should call Ardito, let him know how his trusty driver's behavior is behind him."
"Are you sure you want to tell him now?!"
"Eemm seems like it was the best decision, so Ardito may be angry and will fire him, so the man will certainly go from Ardito's house and get away from Husna."
"Truely so, yes if so."
Mr. Awan began to take his phone out of his pants pocket, without thinking anymore, he immediately contacted Ardito, unmitigated, Mr. Awan began to tell everything that had just happened. It also makes Ardito surprised not kepalang, how not, the driver of his trust that he had considered as a friend and brother, could stab him from behind.
Even what makes Ardito even more unacceptable is, Husna the woman he was after dared to refuse him and prefer Ardito who has the status of a driver.
"Where is my pride? Why would I lose to my own driver?!" Ardito murmured in his heart.
Ardito was so angry with the news that he just heard, as well as his parents who also became very disappointed with Aryo who was not honest with them. Aryo was finally fired, he was told to immediately pack all his belongings so that he could leave their house immediately.
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