Next Bed

The Maheswara Family

"What the hell is this, Daniel? Drunk like that! Do you think you've been so good that you dare to do that, huh?" wrath Pras who got news from his maid who cleaned Daniel's room.

Unlike Daniel, the man even seemed indifferent when he was being scolded. Daniel intended to go home to loosen his heart for a moment. However, he was met with anger from his father.

"Pras, lower your voice. That's not good. Hurry up, eat your breakfast." Sasi did not want to cause a commotion, so he interrupted first.

"Ma, but the kid's getting brazen now. After failing to get married, now drunk like a desperate man. What does he think, he's so great?" cynical Pras.

Daniel was still silent, but his hand began to grip tightly onto the spoon he was holding.

"Already, Pras. Daniel is big. He must have his own problems, too. Don't prolong this kind of problem." Sasi.

Pras let out a rough breath. He pulled a chair and sat on it. Drinking a glass of water as a reliever of his anger.

"Daniel, eat a lot, yes" Sasi said, adding some side dishes to Daniel's plate.

"This is enough, Grandma." Daniel refused.

"All right." Sasi returned to eating his food.

Breakfast this time was different, because Daniel was there. Usually the man will leave for various reasons that make him unable to do breakfast together. But now, Daniel changed everything.

"What about that woman? Did you have anything to do with him, Daniel?" pras asked curiously.

Daniel looked at his father. "Who do you mean?"

"The woman who came on your wedding day. Wasn't she with you a few days ago?" Pras stared intensely at his son.

"Papa's investigating?"

Daniel raised an eyebrow. Staring at the man who was currently his interlocutor. Daniel knew the news was only him and some of his confidants, but why did his father even know about it?

"Daniel, Papa doesn't forbid you from connecting with anyone, just don't come from the Pramudya family anymore." Pras.

"Didn't Papa match me to their son at the time?" Daniel smiled cynically. They are arranged secretly at first, but Daniel intends to open his heart to Angela.

Pras who heard that just cleared his throat. Thinking why his son could know his intentions first.

"Didn't you forget their humiliation back then? They humiliate us in front of everyone. And Papa won't forgive all that" Pras said.

Daniel was silent. I have no intention of answering that statement.

"Papa also does not approve of your relationship with that woman, even though she is pregnant with your child."

"But I don't need Papa's blessing!" Daniel doesn't like it.

Pras. "You're yelling at your own father just because of that woman?"

"The woman you despise is part of Daniel's life, Pa." Daniel stared hard. No less fierce to avenge his son.

"Hhh, part of your life? Then get ready you will fall poor with your woman" replied Pras.

"Pras," sela Sasi, does not want this debate to become hotter.

"Why, Ma? Let him choose his own path of destruction. Tell Daniel, you choose to live in poverty with that woman, or you choose to abort her womb and your life will always be on top." Pras looked at the child who had now raised a sharp gaze.

"Pras, you're outrageous!" Sasi snapped. As evil as he is, if it were about killing innocent lives, he would not have the heart.

Daniel's teeth rubbed against his anger. His gaze was no less fierce along with the words of his father that entered his ears. Daniel will not forgive anyone who will hurt his woman.

"So like this Papa treated mama first?" Daniel turned and attacked his father.

"What do you mean?" Confused pras.

"Treating someone like trash after they are finished? Living a life of peace, when there are lives to be sacrificed?" satirical Daniel.

Pras. "You're accusing Papa of killing your mother?"

"Don't be crazy, Daniel! Papa can't kill your mama! She's Papa's wife, Papa loves her so much!" Pras stands up after his anger is provoked by Daniel. The man looked at the child with a burning flash of anger.

"Then where were you when Mama was dying, damn it! Papa was alone with Papa's flirtatious secretary!" daniel won't lose. He also got up from his chair.

Pras clenched both hands. He did not like the tone of Daniel's speech that snapped at him.

"What did you say, Daniel? Papa's with another woman? It's all a misunderstanding! The secretary who framed Papa then sowed slander like this!"

"Gupped but Papa enjoyed it, right?" Daniel guess. Without knowing that there are already angry.

Pras, who could not stand, walked towards his son and grabbed Daniel by the collar. Put a ton on the man's face. Sasi screamed hysterically when she saw Daniel lying on the floor.

"Say once more, Daniel," said Pras.

"Papa cheated. And because of you, mama died fucking!" snapped Daniel.

Pras began pulling Daniel's collar back and cornered the boy's body against the wall. Twice hit in the same place. Make Daniel to the point of being claustrophobic about it.

"Already, Pras. Stopit! You hurt Daniel!" sasi shouted who was starting to be afraid.

"Let it, Ma. Let him understand the real meaning of pain. Let him be self-introspective!" Pras does not give up.

"Already, Pras. Daniel was seriously injured. Stop this." Stop this." Sasi pulled her son's hand away. I can't bear to see Daniel get hurt again.

"Foolish base" said Daniel, who was lying on the floor.

"What did you say?" Pras was about to advance before being detained by Sasi.

"Already, stop! Pras is gone! Take care of your work!" expel Sasi. He no longer wants the fight to continue.

After Pras left, Sasi turned to his grandson who was currently sitting on the floor with a bruised face. The woman is concerned. At once can feel how the pain of the blow, even though just looking.

"Daniel, your face is bruised. Let Grandma treat, huh?" sasi's suggestion then helped her grandson to stand up and sit on the living room sofa.

"It's just a small wound, Grandma. Don't overdo it" Daniel refused.

"What "little wound? It's so bad!" Sasi won't lose. He was afraid something might happen to his grandson.

"This injury is nothing compared to Daniel who witnessed my mother die at that time, Grandma." Daniel looked down bitterly.

***

"Mommy," call Arlo.

Alin who was drawing a design of the shirt turned his head when his son called. The floor he patted the bed next to him so Arlo could get close.

"What's up, huum?"

"Airlo's chest hurts, Mom." Arlo was holding his chest.

"ill? Why pain?" Alin also held Arlo's chest when his son complained.

"I don't know, but suddenly it hurts. Shit, Mommy." Arlo has a sad face.

"Let's go to the doctor. We should check it out." Alin's hand was first blocked by Arlo.

"No need, Mom. It must be because I was exhausted all day playing earlier. Elus again, Mom. Later the pain will be reduced," said Arlo.

"Are you sure you don't have to go to the hospital?" Alin made sure once again.

"really. Here, keep elus Arlo's chest." Arlo lay on the bed and told his mother to stroke his chest.

Alin smiled, then started stroking his son's chest. He does not know why suddenly his feelings are anxious, also Arlo who suddenly in pain when he has no history of any pain. Suddenly he thought of Daniel.

'Why am I even thinking about that guy, huh?' inner Alin was confused by herself. But he did not think about it anymore and preferred to stroke his son's chest.