The (Un) Mr. Lukcy. Winter

Chapter 61

Hasya walked gontay when entering the porch of his house, while Zesya had already left him after again he slammed the door of the mob with annoyance, but when he arrived at the door of the house he just stood just sculpting because the key of Hasya's house is held. Without words Zesya immediately ran running into her room as the door was opened by Hasya. And for the umpteenth time Zesya again slammed the door hard, this time of course the door of her room. Hasya let out a snort when she saw her son was angry and took it out on those innocent doors. With a feeling of emptiness he threw his buttocks on the sofa in front of the tivi, then leaned back and cling to the back of the sofa.

"Zes, eat first son, you'll get sick later" he exclaimed. There was no answer from his son's room. Finally, inevitably, he had to move from his seat to be able to seduce his son to want to eat. He approached the door but as he was about to open it, it turned out to be in the key from the inside.

"Well, you have to keep eating, son, you'll get sick" Hasya exclaimed once. Feeling that what he was doing was in vain, Hasyapun finally went into his own room.

In the room, in,

"Maafin Zesya mah, hikss.have been for mama nangis, but if Zesya did not take this opportunity, hiikss mama and papa would definitely marahan continue to hikss.." lament Zesya crying while eating sausages and drinking chocolate milk bought by her papa earlier this afternoon.

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Hasya took her phone and tried to contact Zehan but the man did not pick up his call. Then he tried it again but instead the voice of the operator who now answered his call. Hasya sat down and buried her face in her own embrace. Tonight he felt very tired, disappointed, confused but the ego in him was also still too prestige if receiving Zehan just like that. But he also felt guilty and shocked when Zesya nagged him while crying earlier, which means the child knows that his parents are still not making up.

"O Allah, what should I do? Servants do not want to see the child of the servant sad let alone disappointed with the servant, but to return to receive the husband of the servant as before was very difficult" he said.

About half an hour Zesya finally came out of her room with a disheveled face, pouting with a reluctant look as she watched Hasya sitting on the sofa with a tivi in the living room. Hasya looked at it for a while then went back to watching tivi. He wanted to rebuke his son, but if he did that then of course he had to hear the sarcastic sentences of his son.

Zesya is seen taking a glass and filling it with water from the dispenser, then returning to her room while carrying the glass she had filled with water to her room without greeting her mother.

"Fixx ni real boy cranky" said Hasya after hearing the door of Zesya's room closed again.

The next morning, the atmosphere felt wetter because of the rain that fell out of nowhere. If only today was Sunday, anyone would be lazy to get out of bed, snuggling in their blankets. Hasya sat down for a moment after she woke up a few minutes ago, her net circulated through the room and then bowed in lethargy. I don't know what he was looking for until it finally disappointed him so much.

"Bi, is Zesya awake?"

"Already ma'am, have also departed from the father"

"Mr?"

"Yes, his father den Zesya."

"Oh," Hasya nodded in understanding and then sat on the sofa in front of the tivi with the situation that looked still disheveled.

"Oiya ma'am, if you've got up on your phone" without answering, Hasya immediately got off her couch and went into the room to pick up her phone.

Inside Hasya's room sat staring at her bedside, her mind tangled with all the possibilities of what was happening, but what troubled her the most was Zesya. He was afraid that in the end his son even became disappointed because he was still stubborn to accept Zehan back as before, but one side he was also more upset because of the matter last night, although he did not bother Zehan wanted to go with anyone, because he knew Zehan was not a man who easily "pan" here and there.

"Hello mas"

"Hello, I'm sorry to call in 1 hour I still have a meeting" Zehan said from across the street.

"Alright" closed Hasya. Then he violently slammed his phone into the bed, also while laying down his increasingly upset self.

"Did !! what do you want, siiih?? he said call, but he was busy.. Out-of-the-box boss, busyass!!" the word Hasya tattered itself.

"Eh.. He is the boss, though,.. Pck !! Ah au ah!! Make BT!!" said Hasya urgently in the room. Bi Rani from the laudry room peeked over the wall to check or over to the kepo why her boss mother was angry and was not clear, careless, and nagging herself.

"Aaish !! Pack a month date event all over again !! Bi.ii..!!

"Please buy me the same sanitary napkin k**nti"

"Ohe's mom, ayeuna?" Hasya immediately threw a sharp glare at the maid. Bi Rani smiled bitterly and slowly escaped from the doorway of her master's room.

"Pantesan the mother uring-urian cat wants to mate again dateng moon, ah aya-aya wae" muttered Bi Rani while walking to the minimarket which is on the road.

Zehan finished the meeting at about 11, 30 minutes late to pick up Zesya from school. Zehan then took his cell phone, and immediately contacted Hasya. Zehan's intention was to make a little therapy shock using Galuh, but after his chat last night Zehan finally undo his intention, especially the girl looks very innocent plus he is an orphan, he was a child, it would feel too cruel if he played around with the girl.

Flashbacks

"Thank you, brother, it's the last and take me for a walk" said Galuh blushed embarrassed by the red hue on his face that never faded since he met Zehan.

"Same-sama, I also thank you very much for anterin my wallet, when I should have taken myself to the store, so no need to write you down."

"Kokga really, I don't feel bothered kak, I even like, so I can talk to brother" said Galuh wrong behavior.

"Luh, uh .. How yes. eeuh" Zehan a little hesitant to say it but if he does not say it now it will be a big problem for him especially Galuh will definitely be injured.

"Yes..? Why sis?" reprimand Galuh knitted his two eyebrows. Zehan took a breath and threw it away.

"uh yeah.. Gini's.. I'm a man who's grown up enough, maybe my age is with mun also quarrels a dozen years."

"Then?"

"I'd like to apologize to you Luh"

"DIG !!" somehow Galuh felt disappointed when Zehan came back to call himself formally.

"Sorry for what?" asked Galuh with a confused expression.

"I want us to stay friends, but only just a little brother. At first I just wanted to make my wife jealous by taking your path, and acting as if I had another woman behind her. I know, I'm very mean, but it would be even worse if it really made you fall in love with me. You're a good girl Luh, it's inappropriate for me to play with your feelings like that. That's why I'm so sorry about you"

"Oh kirain what's wrong? Relax aja kak, anyways where there is an established man like this brother is still single" said Galuh even though his eyes have begun to feel sore.

"Aren't you angry?" zehan asked in disbelief.

"I even like you to be honest, because like you are not honest like this and then we become familiar again, I must really fall in love with you" said Galuh

"Thank you Luh, for you are not angry with me. From today on, you are my sister after Zia. Will you be my sister?" Galuh looked at Zehan confusedly. But then he nodded while still reviewing the sweet smile on his lips. And unexpectedly Zehan reflex hugged the girl without warning, along with the rain that began to fall.

"Yes, you've gone in there, the rain's falling"

"Yes, brother, I entered yes. bye" Galuh turned his back to Zehan who also immediately entered his car and immediately passed from the courtyard of Galuh's house. While the girl was pouring under the rain that was getting heavier.

Flashback off

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