The (Un) Mr. Lukcy. Winter

Chapter 89

"Lho.. Aa fight?" asked Hasya with a furrowed eyebrow. Deliza nodded timidly.

"hiks.hiks.. " Deliza started crying while looking down in fear.

"eek.. How come we cry.. cup cup cup...here, the same story mama actually what was in school?" Hasya sat beside Zesya with a more serious look.

"Hikss.but mama promised not to law Aa, because Aa is not wrong ma" said Deliza. Hasya just nodded her assent as she wiped the tears of her little daughter.

"So. hiks earlier in school I would eat bekel in the school cafeteria with Aa and Salma temen me. Hiks. continues suddenly came A Sultan Temen class Aa. Me, Salma and Aa eat bekel right in the canteen. His position Aa sat beside me, while Salma was the same in front of me and beside him there were other children, I did not know what class the child was, what class, but maybe sixth grade sister because her body is a little taller than Aa, a guy" said Deliza began to tell stories while occasionally pausing her scars.

"For a good meal like that, A Sultan Ikluk-kuluk came nyamperin us but while the buzz of our table ma. Aa noleh tuh. Mama knows if she sees that person as cynical. But Aa until then did not mind ma, just by doang keep nerusin eat bekel again. It was also the one sitting beside Aa, continuing to eat. But suddenly A sultan even narik I keep kissing my cheek Ma. I'm reflexive slapping A Sultan, so aware I immediately apologize. But A Sultan wants to slap me back. A Sultan's hand was held in the same way as the boy who sat in front of me. Eh Aa-Aa was even encouraged by A Sultan until Ma's departure" Deliza continued to tell stories while standing in front of Hasya.

"I'm the same the other kids scream in shock. Eh that A Sultan back to squirm I kept his hands already rich to hit me that. but again managed to be detained with Aa. Keep them beratem ma. I immediately ran to the nyari ka Joon parking lot as well as the same teacher's report, then again it turns out A Sultan same friends again ngeroyok Aa same Aa who helped me first" Hasya was wide-eyed as she heard almost the whole story from Deliza. And immediately checked Zesya's situation and it turned out to be true. There were several bruises on his son's face, arms, thighs and legs.

"Ka Joon is the same misahin teachers right Ma, but A Sultan still nantangin Aa to fight when he is worse than Aa" but the look of his worry changed with a look of horror for a moment after examining the condition of Zehan whose bruising was nothing, actually, because the look of the horrified face was not he aimed for his son but rather to imagine how the state of the child who fought with Zesya.

"But the kid didn't do anything, did he?" Hasya.

"It's not A" Hasya went awry.

"Gini, mama asked that because she knew that Aa could defend herself. Aa kana during this training continues with Joon Woon not to mention the same papa, Mama sure if your bruises are only as early as the child is most not crushed by bruises. Aye right?" Hasya emphasized her sentence. Of course, both of his children were silent. He knew Zesya was a pretty calm, indifferent child, the look on his face also almost always looks stiff like Zehan, but behind all that Zesya is like a bomb that is ready to explode when something bothers him excessively. Especially this time the one who was bullied was his favorite little sister. Hasya could already overshadow how the situation was at that time.

"You're silent, which means what you said was true, right? Then tomorrow when your papa comes home, we look at the boy"

"But ma ..!! " deliza's sentence was held back when Zesya had already grabbed her hand then Zesya shook her head, which meant that it was not disputed anymore, if denied mama might be even more angry.

Zesya understood why her mother was more worried about the child. Because he also realized that during the fight, the boy had actually begged for mercy and apologized. But because Zesya has gone up in black he becomes difficult to control his emotions. And that was the reason why he learned martial arts. So that he can better control his emotions and be more responsible for all the results of his actions. Even though in this case he only wanted to defend his sister. But not the attitude of the knight also we fight has fallen, begging for mercy and even apologizing but he still beat him. If indeed he wants to be considered to be able to protect his younger siblings first he must be able to control his emotions.

Joon Woon glanced at Zehan from the end of his eyes. His attitude was always so as he watched Zesya, standing stiff like a soldier, expressionless face, as well as a cold gaze. He rarely smiles. Although sometimes he smiles when he sees Deliza disturbing Zesya with her clumsy behavior is also cute according to him. Deliza is like that, after she met with Nyuwan some time ago. He is like someone who is reborn. With an ever-vibrant nature and always smiling cheerfully. He was like a rabbit child who could not stay still just in one place. He was also very innocent, not infrequently anything he was thinking became something funny even though ambiguous. And of course it always managed to make Hasya and Zehan sigh from running out of their words. It must be admitted that the presence of Deliza brings its own color and warmth to the Deliza family.

And when Joon Woon saw Deliza running towards him crying for help to help her brother who was being projected, of course, he was immediately moved, not because he wanted to break up the fight but because Deliza came to him crying. When he arrived at the scene a satisfied smile was smirking on his lips, because Zesya beat the child to helplessness. Especially when knowing the reason for the fight because the child was already insolent to his employer, wanted to feel like he was kicking the child, he said, but urung because if he intervenes the child is not only in the hospital but can certainly enter the burrow at that time.

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