PEARL & CRYSTAL

CHILDHOOD MEMORIES

Along the way Alhan brought Pearl around to see the atmosphere of the city is very crowded.

Muti refuses to go home, still upset with Crystal hitting him when he is older.

"Muti, I don't want to defend Crystal, don't justify and blame her." Han clasped his wife's hand which was still pouting.

Han believes in the Crystal house must also be thinking and regretting his actions, because he has hurt his brother.

"Darling, you're wrong here too. You can't vilify anything, especially if Kris loves his mother very much. Fix the way you talk." Han knew Muti was a smart woman, because one's intelligence was not judged by title.

"I'm sorry Muti's brother Han, I'm too comfortable with Kris, a fight could bring us closer, but I didn't expect Kris to end up insulting and hitting." Muti wiped his tears.

Han stopped his car at the edge of the park, wiping away Muti's tears that kept dripping.

"Have not cried, you know enough of what kind of emotion Crystal is, and learned to understand her."

Alhan knows that putting two heads together with different opinions is not easy, because both have the same emotions.

"Sister Han, Muti sure must be Mother."

Han's laughing voice rang out, perhaps in Muti village it was not much adapted to many people so it was easy to judge a single character.

Muti was taught and raised with a little environment, also open to each other and revealed problems directly.

In contrast to Crystal's life, she was taught to understand situations with her brain, not with her feelings.

"Honey, as long as we have no evidence, then never say it directly, unless you already know the character of the people around." Han asked Muti to look at him.

Muti's head nodded, trying to understand the mindset of an educated person like Crystal.

"When you talk to me and Tirta, how do you feel?"

"I am comfortable talking to Mr. Tirta, but afraid of Brother Han. Just occasionally scared." Muti smiled showing his teeth flat.

Han smiled, kissing Muti's extremely adorable forehead.

Alhan can talk a lot with Muti, both bad prejudices. Alhan was the one who could hear the opinions of others, just like Han who gave trust to Apri.

Every time Apri explained, Han would listen. True or not the information that Apri found, not a truth.

"Why doesn't Brother Han believe it?"

"Don't believe it baby, we don't have any proof. What you think is not necessarily like other people. We have to prove the truth." Han's gaze was sharp, explaining in detail so that Muti could keep his overly spontaneous speech.

"What if Mr Tirta? is he just like the crystal?"

Alhan's head shook his head, for many years Han knew Tirta, both of whom had never been bickering, because Tirta was a relaxed and open child.

He is easy to express his feelings, not easily provoked emotions are also very great in self-control.

"Ah yes, the evidence cannot control lust."

"That's different again, I also find it difficult to resist lust when I see you naked."

Muti immediately hugged his body, covering his chest from the sight of Alhan who occasionally thought he was an adult.

After saying many things, Muti felt more relieved especially Han speaking very mature also made Muti comfortable.

"We ate first, you haven't eaten anything." Han stopped at the restaurant to order food.

"Here must be expensive, Muti never came to the restaurant, but did not eat because it was expensive and kidnapped forced to marry." Muti sat down to look at the menu.

The waiter waited long enough for Muti to order food, but tangung wanted to eat what, and he wanted the most delicious food.

"Haven't?" Han pulled the menu list.

"Yet, Muti doesn't understand."

After waiting for the food to arrive, Muti immediately ate the food with great happiness because it tasted so amazingly delicious.

"Sister, Muti doesn't want to cook anymore. We'll order food here."

"Don't baby, I want to eat your cooking. Even though it's simple, but it feels amazing." Han smiled, looking at his wife eating voraciously.

Food that does not abis directly Muti asked for a wrap, because Kristal must have not eaten.

Han's smile was visible, even though Muti was fighting, Muti was still thinking about the Crystal that was likely holding back hunger.

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At home Kristal did not stop crying, hit her own face because she had the heart to hurt her brother.

Tirta held Kris' hand to calm down, because in the fraternity there must be a fight.

"Kris hit Muti's sister?"

"Crystals, you have to learn to control your emotions, because what you do can make you lose." Tirta wiped the tears of Kris that soaked her cheeks.

Tirta understood how much Crystal loved her Mother, but what Muti said was nothing wrong.

Muti has the right to have good or bad prejudices, Kris should not hit, but speak slowly.

"Kris, I also love Mami very much, knowing what Mami did for my happiness, but I don't defend mami because what Mami did was not good." Tirta's gaze looked at the Crystal's face which looked very regretful.

Holding trust is not wrong, but forcing others to believe what we believe without proof is not true.

"I'm sorry Crystal."

"You're not entirely wrong, Chris, but you're not right. You have to learn to listen to each other, and occasionally lower the ego." Tirta hugged Kris who nodded her head.

Kristal admits she was wrong, and learns not to be emotionally upset until she insults Muti's background.

Kris' eyes closed, asleep in Tirta's arms. Kris immediately broke out in a cold sweat making Tirta worry.

Kris could see a little girl running towards him, but the little girl was thin, her hands were infused, her eyes were soft and she looked weak.

Crystal eyes opened, touching her dripping tears. One memory of when he was five years old came back.

Crystal's hands stretched out, closing her eyes again feeling the touch of a hand.

"Sister Kristin is sick? Crystal went to school first yes, brother gets well later we go to school together." Kris shed tears hugging her hands.

"What's up, Chris? why talk to yourself?" Tirta wiped the tears that soaked Kris' cheeks.

"I remember Kristin, she was sick and couldn't go to school. His hands are infused, his life is also a hose. Kristal's brother was sick as a child, now he's sick because Kris hit." The sound of the Crystal crying grew bigger.

Tirta was immediately worried, there was a memory that had disappeared from the memory of Kris. A lost memory, definitely not something good.

If Kris and Muti decide to forget each other, it means that their separation is a major trauma.

"Kris, it's better not to remember your childhood memories, fear something painful." Tirta's hand rubbed the Crystal's head in silence.

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