Substitute Father for My Son

Substitute Father for My Son
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We who witnessed all that, no one wanted to help him, until he asked for forgiveness from the bambang so as not to beat him again.


"I beg you, don't hit me again, I'll take responsibility." His words hugged the feet of mas bambang.


"If you marry lia, what about romlah ha? Your marriage won't be legal as long as Romlah is still your wife." Mas bambang grumbled.


"I'll divorce romlah mas." Say it lightly.


Plaque!! the plaque!! the plaque!! and then Romlah slapped him.


"You're crazy, man, is this the way out of your mind? You want to taste good for yourself for what you did, and we will bear the consequences?"


"Who do you think you are? As if he made a decision." Answer me romlah angry.


"Trus what should I do? That's the only way I can think of right now."The answer is self-defense.


A moment later we were silent. We drift in each other's minds.


I am no less dizzy, because I will bear the ridicule of the neighbors later if they know that I was pregnant before marriage.


"Well then, I'll find a replacement father for your son." Mas bambang.


"But, is there a man who would accept me in such a situation? huhuhu" I said while crying.


"You take it easy, Iia, I will definitely try as much as possible to find the figure of a surrogate father" said mas bambang reassured me again.


"Yes, thank you very much." I wipe these tears.


"You are our youngest brother, precisely your fate is the least fortunate of us. I feel like I failed to take care of you lia, mas who should apologize, for not being able to keep the trust of our parents." At that time I also dissolved in the arms of mas bambang.


The same warm embrace as the father's embrace. It was my father who always made me smile. With my father I was always happy.


My sister's brother was all hugging me, the atmosphere became very haru. We were swept away by each other's feelings about the shared memories of our late parents.


" You eat first lia. Brother wait in the room at the dinner table ya." There was a knocking sound from my brother mas bambang that made me wake up from the daydream.


"Yes, I'll catch up soon." My words passed.


Yes since that incident, I live with mas bambang.


Actually I wanted to refuse to be taken to her house, because my sister-in-law really didn't like to see me.


But where am I going. Staying at home is no longer possible. There is still mas jaka.


I'm afraid he'll do the disgusting thing he used to do.


Staying at my father's house is also forbidden by my brother.. Inevitably I have to obey said mas bambang.


"Lia sit down, you have to eat a lot because you are pregnant. Pregnant women should not eat late. And nutrition must be fulfilled.


Hearing the narration of mas bambang arrived mbak sinta stomping the spoon he held earlier on the plate.


"What's? Lia pregnant mas? Maybe you are not married." Tanya mbak wonder.


"Later to tell you, we better eat first." Mas bambang diverted the conversation.


"If she doesn't live here, where does she want to live? There's no way I'm gonna let her stay at the mother's estate. She'll be pregnant again, why doesn't anyone know." Mas bambang gave understanding.


"Well, he usually lives with romlah, why now even live with us anyway?" His words did not accept.


"Yes that's why I'll tell you what happened. Now we eat first. I'm going to the workshop for a while


again."


" You don't have to be horrified to talk about your mother, yes lia, she is. " Answer answered with a smile.


"Yes, um." I smiled back at him.


We continued the breakfast that was delayed.


I am currently in the guest room. Because we have finished breakfast and mas bambang has also left for the workshop.


At that time enter mbak sinta without knocking the door first. Fortunately, I was not near the door, otherwise I knew what would happen.


"Heh, you've made us ashamed, do you still have the guts to meet people ha?"


"If your troubles spread throughout this complex, I will not hesitate to punish you." Threaten her.


He passed by and left my room. I really can't handle all this. I'm just a victim here, but why is it as if I'm the prime suspect.


I want to catch up with my mom and dad, so that there is no more burden in my life and does not bother people.


kriing kriing kriing, arrived my device also rang. Unknown number? Who yeah? Want to answer but afraid later there are even mas jaka who contact me. Even though I don't know if he kept my number or not.


And my gait goes back, still the same number. Should I just pick it up, how know it's important.


"Hello good afternoon is this true with sister Lia Anggraini." Said someone who sounded foreign to me.


"Yes right with me, who are you and what do you need? Ask her.


"We're from ananda's motor showroom. Sisters are expected to come to our office tomorrow morning for an interview."


I was also excited, because of the many I applied for jobs, finally there are also those who want to hire me even though only high school graduation.


" Okay sir I'll be there in the morning. Thank you very much sir." My thanks.


The phone was disconnected too. Praise be to Allah, behind the problems I am facing, you have given me the sustenance I have been waiting for. Maybe this is the sustenance of the child I am carrying.


Hope you and your mom are strong today, son. I promise to always take care of you and love you with all my heart.


I can't wait to get to work quickly, because all day at home I don't feel at home.


Even if mas bambang is not at home food everything is stored by mbak sinta. There is only rice and vegetables.


Actually I do not mind the leftover side dishes for me only rice and vegetables, but I was always accused by mbak sinta if I always eat a lot and do not leave the side dishes for others.


I want to tell the truth to mas bambang, but I do not want to fight because of me.


I better give up, because mas bambang also do not mind how much I eat.