Surviving Pain Separating Difficult

Chapter 037: Mama Betrayed You We

Day after day Tiarnan keeps looking, come to the park whenever there is a chance. He moves more often alone than with Frits. His father was too busy building a business.

One week before the graduation exam, Tiarnan's search did not come to fruition. Even so, his spirit never receded and was increasingly eager to find Arima. He sometimes overslept, knowing the orange sky turned dark starry. He felt someone kick lightly, slowly opening his eyelids.

“Woi, for cigarettes!”

“Sorry, no smoking, Bang.”

“Bank you! Guys, really, no smoking,” syndicated thugs bodied cungkring.

Tiarnan as much as possible to hold his mouth still, if you think about it, panic added to trigger a commotion. The most important thing now, prepare for the run if the two thugs are more cornered. He cleaned up two books lying near the bag.

“There's no money?” ask the thugs, while raising your chin, “siniin your bag!”

Now, Tiarnan flanked both thugs, even bag taken carelessly. Gratitude-gratitude not to break the strap of his back bag.

For the sake of earning some money, the two thugs took out all the contents from inside the backpack. There are only school equipment, but they are not out of sense. Roughly pulling the collar of the Siarnan uniform. “Lu hide money where?”

Tiarnan clucked loudly like a pedicab. “Ck! Brother-branch seems to be the wrong target,” reply Tiarnan quiet. He looked around, intending to run away to seek refuge. Tumben-tumbenan deserted, continue to see the clock on the wrist, it deserves to be almost late.

“Gue often see you delivered a luxury car here.”

Tiarnan's brows furrowed, not denying the thug's observation. Because he is not old enough, he should not bring his own vehicle, because that's the private driver Frits that intersect, sometimes using public transportation.

“Oh, the—” Triannan's calmness in the face of the two thugs was worth a thumbs up, he casually returned the school equipment into the bag. “I, anyway, just a chauffeur boy.”

The two thugs looked at each other, judging the truth of Tiarnan's confession. “A driver of the rich, surely his salary is big, dong?”

Jemari who was closing the zipper stopped two seconds, Tiarnan turned to the left. Monologue in the heart. How do you run? However, what is said is precisely, “Wah, if that I do not know, Bang.”

“Your hand clock is good too, expensive brand, tuh.”

“This, hell, imitation, Bang. KW 10.” The lie of Tiarnan was accompanied by a joking tone, even though the heart was trembling unbearably.

“You are original, cake, want imitation I don't care!” The thug's palm had already grasped Tiarnan's wrist which had a clock.

So does Tiarnan's fingers reflex swinging on the back of the thug's hand. “Do not, Bang!” She started to growl, “This gift Mama.” Stand up and throw the man's hand violently.

“Oh, would you like to volunteer, yes?”

Instinctively Tiarnan was about to run, but lost quickly from the big hands of the thugs. “Where are you going?”

Intuition moves both legs of the Tiarnan level wider, the horses are designed. Judging from the height of Siarnan is slightly superior, one against two can still overcome. However, as the number of thugs increased he was exhausted as well. Like a takraw, he's like a rattan ball kicked here and there by two squads.

If observed in terms of ability, Tiarnan unusual brawl clearly lost, a child as long as corn can what. Moreover, long time no physical exercise. While now, he could only dodge, occasionally hitting, kicking, and fending off attacks.

Tiarnan slouched when he got hit in the stomach, had not had time to stand upright, jotos runjam more familiar called uppercut lodged in his chin. He tried to convolute, but instead lost his balance until he fell down.

All of a sudden, a woman lunged at one of the thugs. “Already, stop!”

The woman's request was not repulsed, instead pushing her until she fell right next to Tiarnan.

“Mama,” hiss Tiarnan teenagers, from there the emotion of anger ignited, rising though somewhat staggering. His eyes darkened hard, he would not back down from a fight, especially after seeing the women who had been missed all this time fall in detention because of their actions.

During the second half Tiarnan was at the top, as much as possible toppled the thugs one by one, but the direction of the wind changed. The downed thug grabbed Tiarnan's arm, bending him backwards. The other three suggest a barbed fist, until the sound of broken bones.

From a distance faintly heard the sound of sirens, the thugs ran away, leaving behind the lying Tiarnan.

Arima took Tiarnan to the hospital, the handsome face of the son looked battered by thugs.

The IGD room general doctor examined the teenager's condition while grimacing, then took him to do a radiology examination. Relieved there were no complications, but the hospital suggested that he be hospitalized.

“Mama,” Tiarnan murmured more sounds like a hiss.

“Rest, don't talk much first.” Arima fixed the blankets, really want to know why Tiarnan night-night still in the park.

“Ma.”

“Ya,” reply Arima, seagrass iris eyes keep glancing towards the door. Afraid, Tiarnan's father came at any time and the longevity of the person concerned was standing in front of one of the doors of space. “Honey, Mama should go.”

“Ma, please don't go, or Tiarnan will lose.”

Arima kissed Tiarnan's forehead gently. “Excuse me, Mama, Darling.”

“Ma!”

“Do not go!” tiarnan shouted almost falling from the gurney if Frits did not come. “Pa, it's Mama! Tiarnan wants to go after Mama, Pa!”

Frits turned his head in the direction the son was referring to, with only a narrow back at a glance. He knows exactly who that woman is. “Already, Tiarnan, calm yourself,” advice Frits, “You should not be too much motion.”

“Papa also see, right?” tanya Tiarnan is urgent. “That's Mama, Pa.”

Frits was upset for a long time too, how stubborn this teenager was. Patience, the most powerful key to facing Tiarnan, he must be able to suppress his own ego in order to maintain children. Finally said, “Iya and not what difference does it make? The one you call Mama doesn't care.”

“Maybe Mama is—”

“Maybe what else? How many excuses did you use to lie to yourself, Tiarnan?” beaver Frits. “If it is Mama, what do you want?”

“Explanation,” sergeant Tiarnan.

“What kind of explanation?”

“Why did Mama go and why did Papa think Mama was dead?”

Frits sat weakly in the side seat of the gurney, saying, “Not yet you know, Tiarnan!”

“Hah! Until when?” snorted Tiarnan, he threw a cobbled look at the door that Arima used out. Her eyes became blurry.

“After you are an adult,” said Frits later, hopefully his eldest son can receive.

“Tiarnan is now not a child anymore, Pa.”

Beyond expectations, the teenager was unyielding, with a heavy heart, Frits said. “OK, if you force.” He took a deep breath. “Mama betrayed us.”

“Braying how?”

“Destroying trust papa,” complained Frits, bowed lethargic while folding both arms up the stomach. The confusion of Tiarnan did not stop the father of the two children. “The little boy you saw was the fruit of your mama's betrayal.”

In a second of silence, the next lightning struck along with thunder boomed.

Tiarnan woke up from the daydreams of a few years ago and now it is back again. Will the seeds contained in the Likta are not the result of a relationship between the two. All seemed reasonable, as producing offspring was not as easy as turning a palm.