Swan Cherophobia

Chapter 15 Angels Without Wings

...“Why did God create man,...

...Equipped with heart and mind,...

...But without wings?"...

The sun rose again, its light piercing the two indiscriminate Ansa netra. He tried to open both of his neutrals, although it was very difficult.

Instead, Jaro is excited to go to school today. And also excited to watch the soap opera that will start this morning at his home.

At the dinner table,

Jaro stuffed a spoonful of food into his mouth. His eyes turned to his brother Deniz. Just waiting for mom to sit down, and the soap opera began!

When the mother had sat beside their father. "Good breakfast everyone!" said he while smiling.

Then Deniz took out a stack of papers containing columns with inscriptions in them. He put the paper on the table. He put the food back in his mouth.

"Niz, what is it? Do you have a job?" ask mom with curiosity.

"Oh, yes Ma'am. I've got a data analysis assignment on the Metropolitan Municipality's favorite percentage of Bunly Hotels. Here's the visit data, ma'am." Deniz handed the paper to his mother.

Jaro did not think that his brother's acting is very good, like a toll road. Seamless without hindrance. He also looked at his father who approached his mother, and also saw the data of the visit.

"Let's see it from the beginning. I've been taking data on visits for the last two years. Don't know Mom, but why is Dad's name there?" deniz.

Jaro stared at his father. Both of his neutrals caught the face of the father who was holding back his shock. Admit it, Dad!! his inner.

"Yes. Dad's in a meeting there, "he said.

"Luckily, the data I took was pretty complete anyway, Mom, Dad. So the number of people visiting, can be seen there." Deniz stood up and pointed towards his father's name. His index finger moved to the side, and the name Bu Roro was seen there.

"This is the name of the person who accompanied Father to enter the Bunly Hotel. Then this is the time and date. Oho! My name is not just that, Mom. There's more here. On here. Here," continued Deniz mercilessly.

"What are you doing at the hotel, Dad?! Why do you keep taking Roro's mom?! Yeah!!" squealing mother.

Jaro clasped the hand of his brother who had sat back down. He was afraid, until his whole body was goosebumps. Deniz turned his head towards him, and nodded for a second as if to say 'What the hell, it must have worked!'

The peaceful atmosphere on the dining table, now turned into a fire. But mother got up and ran away leaving the three of them at the dinner table.

Gluey!

"Where? Are you satisfied to embarrass Dad?! Huh uh?!" snapped dad.

"You should be ashamed!!" reply Jaro.

It was my turn to leave the dining table. After that, Deniz calmed his sister who was still trembling. Maybe he felt sorry. At such a young age, his sister should know about adult problems.

While at the house of Pak Hardi and Bu Roro,

Ansa has no appetite, she just wants to take medicine and sleep. Makes his father upset.

"Let's get up, Sa. Why are you sick like your mom?! Be present!" lamented father.

Mama told Papa she was sick? Huh! Mom is pregnant, Dad! Ha-miles!! peekik Ansa in heart. Yes, only in his heart.

"Yes yes! I'm down! Just take care of that dying mama!" snapped Ansa and stepped away from before her father.

"They!! Keep your word!" his protest.

Ansa doesn't care. He was tired of the drama in this house. Why not go according to destiny? If you are married to Papa, you should love each other! Not like gini, like t*hi.