Not the Son of the Prostitute

Hospital

"Suster please save him, hurry up!" Mutia shouted loudly to the sisters to help her carry the male body in her arms. The girl ran quickly after giving the fare and caught up with the sisters who were carrying the bodies of the foreign men.

"Sorry, Miss, you better wait outside." Two sisters held off Mutia's steps to enter the ICU room. Forced the girl to turn her body again and choose to look for an empty bench in front there.

An hour, two hours passed by so slowly. The room in which the man was treated has not been open since. Mutia grew worried, she was sure that the wound on the man's body was indeed quite severe.

"Oh my God, may he be saved." The girl rubbed her own face. Not realizing that his clothes were also soaked, his cell phone died, and his shoes were covered with mud from the lake.

The people who passed in front of him glanced at a glance, guessing that disheveled-looking girl must be the victim of an accident. That's what's on their minds. Until the clock hanging on the wall pointed to the five-afternoon figure, the doctor who handled the man had not shown the trunk of his nose.

"Do I have to stay?" He shuffled his hair in frustration. It can be ascertained if the mother is anxious because she cannot be contacted. Mutia walked over to the receptionist, then borrowed the phone that was there to contact the house person.

[Hallo ...?]

[Mutia ..!] From across the street the voice of the grandmother was heard. Mutia's heart was pounding fast, there must be something that happened after her death.

[Grandmother?]

[Hurry home, Mutia, Mama ..].

tutttt ....

The call was unilaterally interrupted. Mutia ran off the ridge out of the hospital building with an anxious face. The girl could no longer think clearly when she heard the scream from her grandmother.

Grandma? The mama? What exactly is going on?

The traffic jam made Mutia sigh in frustration several times. If he could he wanted to run immediately, but it was impossible because the distance he had to travel was still quite far.

"It could be faster no, sir!" The girl kept yelling at the man behind the wheel. Ask him to add speed again, and again.

"Ahead is still jammed, Miss."

Akhhh .....!!

An hour or so the new taxi could move and resume its journey. The driver drove the four-wheeled vehicle as fast as the girl requested.

"This is the fare, sir. Thanks!" The girl had already run after giving away some money from her pants pocket.

While the driver just gawked to see the money sheet in his hand. Wet, muddy, and when glancing at the back bench ...

"Geez!" The driver screamed. Surprised to see the state of the taxi dirty by the mud stuck here and there.

"Actually where did that girl come from? Why is my cab filled with mud like this?" Shaking slowly, then immediately entered and left the courtyard of the strange girl who was the passenger.

It's in there. Precisely in the living room there is a fierce debate between Naila and Yudi. The man who is none other than Mutia's biological father continues to blame Naila for the cancellation of his daughter's marriage. Especially now his young wife also came to the house, increasingly adding to the atmosphere increasingly heated by the debate that has not ended.

"Shut your mouth, you fucking woman!" maki Naila's. If she used to be a gentle woman, circumstances have turned her into a tough and firm figure. He no longer wants to be attacked by anyone.

"You should know yourself, Naila, cih! I feel so lazy to be in touch with you!" said Yudi who increasingly made Naila's chest burned with anger.

"I also don't want to have a relationship with you anymore! If it wasn't for your real daughter Mutia, I wouldn't have begged to ask for your blessing yesterday!" Naila seemed to lose her self-esteem when she had to beg Yudi to be a guardian for her daughter. Eventually, the marriage had to fail.

"You!!" Yudi hides emotions. The man took a few steps towards Naila and was about to raise his hand against her face.

"Enough!!" Mutia suddenly appeared from that front. The beautiful girl was still wearing her wet and muddy clothes earlier.

"Papa better get out of here!" Mutia was completely unwilling to stare at the middle-aged man. He chose to throw his gaze in another direction because he was too fed up with his own behavior.

"Darling ...." Naila looked at the child's face with a confused look. "Why are you so dirty?" The woman examined her daughter's body, lucky Mutia came home fine. Though Naila was already panicking not playing because the girl's phone was completely unable to contact.

"Son, you're coming with Papa home, aren't you?" persuade Yudi to come closer to Mutia. The woman next to her melengos, Laura did not like this at all, when Yudi tried to invite her daughter to come live in one house with her family.

"You want to come home to Papa's?" As Yudi's voice rang out again, Laura hurriedly pulled the man's hand away,

"You're nothing, Jud! I don't want strangers in my house!" Laura said ketus. He also stared cynically at Mutia.

"Mutia's my daughter, Laura, not a stranger!" yudi defended Mutia.

"I also don't want to live on a roof with a demonic woman like you!" whispered Mutia lirih. But of course it was heard by Laura because of their fairly close distance.

"What did you say!" Laura suddenly widened her eyes to hear the girl's words. "Yud, look at your son being rude to me!" point Laura at Mutia's face.

"That's the truth, Auntie!" Mutia had no fear at all. He looked towards Laura with a defiant look.

"Based on the fucking girl! You deserve to be nicknamed the son of the actor!" Now the commotion is not from Naila and Yudi anymore. Two different women of that age.

"Enough, Laura!!" Yudi tried to dampen the emotions of the wife. He did not want them to hate each other which eventually made things more complicated.

"Just keep going until he's big-headed!" grunt the woman. He has indeed succeeded in making Yudi hate Naila. But not with the girl.

"You better get out of my house!" mutia said coldly. The girl swung a step past Yudi and ...

"Awww ....!!" Mutia deliberately nudged Laura's left shoulder until the woman gave a surprised shriek. Again his eyes glared as if he wanted to jump out.

"Basic uneducated child!" maki Laura held back an immeasurable upset. He glanced at the husband, Yudi even silently watched his daughter's behavior.

While Naila pulled the corner of her lips, she did not expect Mutia would have such courage. Against and replying to the words of the woman who is the status of her stepmother.