Teacher Teach Young Master
Chapter Four .. The Monotonous Question
Fathia got off the online motorcycle and after paying her she turned her body and opened the rusty gate in front of her.
The kreeeet!
When the gate in his dikita immediately raises a sound that is quite loud squealing.
Tap,,, Tap,, Tap,,,
Fathia's footsteps crept as she stepped closer to the house with her hands rubbing against her dirty clothes thanks to Yanza the haughty boy.
Cklek!
"Mother, Fathia's home!"
Silence, no one said at all even the atmosphere of the house at this time like there was no sign of life, no sign of life, though usually Harra will come once her daughter comes home but this time it is different that makes Fathia feel anxious fearing her mother why-not least she is the only family for Fathia.
Cklek!
"Mother!?! "
After opening her mother's room, Fathia stepped in to look for her, but the result was nil.
Tap,, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap,,
Unable to find the mother, Fathia finally walked out of her mother's room and walked back with quick steps while shouting to call her mother.
All the rooms he had checked one by one but the results were still nil but there was still one that he had not checked, namely a Kitchen, a Kitchen, therefore he immediately ran with an increasingly unafraid feeling that something was happening with his mother.
Step by step finally missed until he arrived in a Kitchen but his heart seemed to want to be dislodged when he saw his mother was lying on the floor with a glass glass that had been broken was nearby while the chair the wheel that Harra used to use had already been rolled.
"Oh my goodness, Mother! "
Fathia immediately ran and checked her mother's condition with tears that had broken unbearable again.
Not waiting for long Fathia immediately reached into his sling bag to take his smarfon to contact the hospital.
Tut~
The phone immediately lifted and the voice of the man who first greeted him asked and Fathia immediately answered the question.
"Hiks' mother, hold on. "Fathia's cry broke again by embracing her mother.
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Meanwhile, her grandmother and granddaughter were joking in the living room until they were unaware of someone's arrival.
"Ehem, "
The two of them turned their heads but Yanza only turned a glance by giving a very cynical look after that back facing forward but not with Mara, the middle-aged woman smiled as she got up.
"Arson, everything's stable? " asked Mara while receiving an office coat from the heavy hand of Rodeniale Arson Marvous.
"Hm, "
"Alright, you're having fun with Yanza. She must have missed you so much, "
After saying it Mara immediately left her son and granddaughter there with Arson's suit.
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Arson turned to his son who was busy playing lego and without a second thought Arson immediately approached and hugged Yanza with anxiety.
"Papa's son how's he doing? " ask Arson while kissing Yanza's face until the owner is upset.
"Papa, please don't be tacky! stop kissing me because I'm not a girl" she said in a threatening tone.
"Well, well, "at last Arson followed his son's will and preferred to be busy watching the lego on the table.
"You're playing what's a handsome Yanza?" ask Arson.
"I doubt that Papa doesn't know what this is. " Yanza said wryly while Arson only smiled shaking his head.
"Father, aren't you tired? rather than paying attention to me it is better to take a break" said Yanza, gently exorcising her father.
"You seem to really want Papa to leave, " said Arson as he ruffled Yanza's hair.
"Not really, I just want to be alone" he replied, still focusing on his toys.
"Alright, Papa will rest for a while. " Arson got up to his son's will and walked towards the room.
Taps!
His steps stopped when he saw the condition of his room that was a mess full of flour and water did not forget the many grains of eggs.
"Yanzaa! " squealed Arson for being upset.
"I'm just a kid who always acts up!! " the cry of Yanza who shouted Arson.
Arson growled and then came out of his room not so himself to rest because the situation is not possible.
"Clean my room now!! " let Arson say in a firm voice to a servant who happened to pass by.
"Okay sir, "he said with a bow while Arson immediately stepped into the kitchen.
After arriving he immediately stepped closer to his large refrigerator and took a can of soda.
"Arson, "
Feeling called Arson immediately turned his head and immediately found Mara who was blending to make juice.
"Yes Ma? " ask Arson while Mara turns off the blender machine and pours it into two glasses, Mara goes straight to the dining table and puts the two glasses there.
"Sit down, "
Arson said the boy sat opposite the mother. Waiting for what his mother will say.
"Arson, you've been alone for seven years since Loure left the world, have you no intention of remarrying? " ask Mara but Arson grunts annoyed at the question for which she is monotonous.
"Mama, I just want to be alone. "
"But don't you feel sorry for Yanza? she has never felt a mother's affection since infancy" Mara said in a pleading tone.
"I said goodbye, "after saying two sentences Arson immediately got up leaving the kitchen.
"When you know Arson, how dizzy your mother is." Mara muttered with her temple.
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Fathia sat down in the hospital chair, frustrated at the thought of many things.
Tap,, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap,,
"Fathia, "Abian the man approached Fathia and sat beside her, and there was a white plastic in his hand.
"What did the doctor say? " ask Abian.
"The heart was crumpled again and had to be treated for several days, but lucky that time I quickly returned home so not fatal." explained Fathia who was still faithful to look at the ceramics of the hospital.
"Calm down, your mom's gonna be fine. I'm sure of it, " said Abian trying to calm his neighbor down.
"I will accompany Mom inside, " said Fathia after feeling calm and then moved from her seat.
"Wait a minute, here I bring you fried rice because I know you must be hungry." explained Abian by thrusting the white plastic he brought before Fathia.
"Thank you Abian, " said Fathia while taking a white plastic containing fried rice from Abian's hand.
"Then I say goodbye to Fathia, I send greetings to your mother hopefully quickly healed." said Abian and after being answered by Fathia he immediately walked away.
Cklek!
Fathia opened the door of her mother's ward, with a not-so-rapid step toward the bed where she lay weakly with her eyes closed.
