Replying to Mother's Heartache

Part 50 in vain

Bagas went home to meet his stepfather at home. At home, there is only his mother.

"Mom, where's the father?."

"Waalaikumsalam, what do you think - nanyain the Father of all hah!. Came instead of saying hello instead nyelonong enter so." replied Mukhlis who suddenly came out of the room, immediately Bagas turned his head.

"Eh, sorry sir. Bagas forgot Assalamualaikum."

Mukhlis sat down beside his wife and stared intently at Bagas who stood looking at "You what are you? what is necessary?. Oh, you know, you'd want to talk about your demotion to OB, right? You already know from David and you have agreed to the decision." said Mukhlis.

"A-What? Do you know and you agree? why do you play agree anyway? I can't do that, sir. I'm embarrassed to be the OB of the company sir." said Bagas with a clear face and then turned to look at his mother, "Mom, please persuade you that you want to cancel the decline of Bagas and talk to David." he said.

"Sir, you are already Sir, Father do not like it to his own child. Better you contact the David and cancel the decline of Bagas as OB in the company. It's good that my handsome son is made OB! pity him Sir. You don't feel that way." said Lastri defending his son.

"Silent you're Lastri! you have no right to rule my decisions in this house. Are you not aware of your son's behavior because you are also Lastri! you are too pampering this child, yes this is how your favorite child becomes. I am so ashamed to keep working! You should have read Lastri, if you're still defending this child, you and your beloved son better get out of here, you're fed up with the behavior of the two of you in this house," mukhlis emotions with a high tone make the guts of Lastri ciut.

"Sst Bagas, follow your father's decision! just go through your job as an OB, I don't want you to be poor again, especially if you really throw Mom out, what will you eat out there with your salary as an OB, no! no, just do it!." whispered Lastri to her son.

"But Ma'am...."

"Have you done it, do you want to galvanize again out there? although you are an OB but your life here is still very decent. And I can still have fun with this money from your father." argued Lastri cut Bagas' speech while pinching his arm.

"Awww, ma'am..."

"Why do you wear whispers of all things? so how do you go from this house or accept the decision of the Father as the head of the family in this house, Quickly answer!" said Mukhlis in a high tone full of emotion.

"Aw, I-iya Sir. Bagas wants to be OB. Bagas will not be satisfied anymore." said Bagas while holding back pain due to the final pinch of Lastri which indicates that Lastri forced Bagas to obey and answer Mukhlis's question.

Degh's!.

'What? come in at 6am and go home at 6pm? what kind of work is that? Are OB hours like that? fuckin' hell! fuckin' hell! fuckin!.' Inner Bagas grumbled.

"Are you Bagas? are you still complaining? if you don't like to talk? and lift your feet from this house!." said Mukhlis in a high tone while looking at me.

"No, sir, I'm not complaining. Ready sir, tomorrow Bagas will not be late. You are calm!." said Bagas to ask Mukhlis' request by force.

"Good! it's clear now. Be careful if you complain. Now you go back to your house!. I'm lazy to see your face here, make high blood kumat aja." threatening Mukhlis while pointing at the face of Bagas and expel him.

Bagas also nodded and melengos went to the house next to Mukhlis house without saying goodbye or saying hello to Lastri, because Bagas was already disappointed with the results of the decision from his stepfather and also angry with his mother for forcing to approve Mukhlis' decision. Even if what Lastri said had a point.

Bagas went into his house full of anger. He did not hesitate to break down his living room table that did not have any mistakes. He vented his frustration and anger by throwing whatever was there.

"Basar s*tan!" he shouted.

Not knowing how, Bagas took some sleeping pills and put himself to sleep in the room, hoping that when he woke up he would be calmer.

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