THE ANGEL I HURT

B.Y.K.S Part 71

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Tiara was crying along the way. His tears did not stop dripping remembering everything that happened to him even though he could not fully remember the whole incident.

Tiara is also very sad because every sentence of Bobi that feels very insulting and degrading his pride just because his father received some money from Bobi.

Not to mention Bobi's words about his "SEED. Tiara's head was dizzy thinking if it was true that Bobi had spilled his lust liquid into her womb.

"My future is completely destroyed." His mind is broken.

The taxi driver who took him occasionally glanced from his rearview but did not dare to ask. He was just trying to get his passengers to get to his destination quickly. The passenger looked very sad and needed someone close to him.

"Araaa, you're finally home, son. Where have you been?? Why didn't you come home last night?? And where's Bobi?? Why didn't he drive you??" madam Mila asked a lot of questions as soon as Tiara walked into her house.

The one asked did not answer at all and did not even say a word. Just silently bowed and continued walking towards his room. Tiara did not want to make her mother see her crying because it would make her mother ask more questions and Tiara had no answer to it.

Haven't had a neatly arranged answer exactly,,,

Tiara came in and locked the door of her room.

"Ara, are you okay, son?? You didn't answer a single question mother son, you didn't even say hello when you came home. Let me in, son, I want to know how you are after all night you don't come home." Mila said from behind Tiara's bedroom door.

There was no response from Tiara. Tiara was so busy silencing her mouth that her cries could not be heard clearly by her mother. Tiara had just sat there as soon as she closed the door. His knees were too weak to reach his bed.

His heart was broken as broken as it was with the thing that had befallen him.

"Ara, why are you, son?? Mommy answered, "" Mila's voice came back clearly at the door.

Madam Mila still did not move from there hoping Tiara would respond.

"Here you go, ma'am, don't bother. Tiara must be tired. The new child came home instead of being given time to rest and was disturbed continuously. Later also out his son if hungry" said Mr. Herman flat only.

"Why can it be this calm??" ms. Mila finally left the door of Tiara's room and approached Herman who was sitting in the dining chair.

"Where's daddy's coffee??" ask Mr. Herman not answer Mila's questions.

Ms. Mila inching to make coffee first even though she was upset because Mr. Herman ignored her question. Ms. Mila returned a few minutes later with a cup of black coffee.

"Father," Mila spoke again.

"Yes, dad knows. Tiara went home to her room.Let's teach mom, she spent the night with Bobi. They could be doing a youth show. The party party is so, it is understandable that the morning is lethargic" said Mr. Herman.

"Let him rest first. Later when I wake up I ask" continued Mr. Herman then sipped his coffee again.

"Hold dad say??? This is totally unnatural for Dad. Tiara didn't come home last night it was wrong,, Crus came home like that,, it's getting unnatural. And I can't wait," said Ms. Mila.

"Keep mom want what?? Want to bother Tiara again?? Not sorry for your mother's child?? The child just needs to rest, the mother is carrying." said Mr. Herman.

"Eh ma'am, look, this bike is good, right?? New output, you know, I want to buy one" said Mr. Herman showed off the latest model of motor matic brand Y.

"Buy what??" ask Miss Mila.

"Yes use money to cook with leaves. Let's not go to the showroom?? I want you to pick the color." take Mr. Herman.

"We don't have any father's money. Never mind buying a new motorbike,, the old motor of the father can not be taken to the workshop for service." Mila reminded.

"Dad's got,, Come on mom I can't wait to get on the new bike" said Mr. Herman again.

"Where is the money??" look at Mila's mom.

"Bobi sent it to dad, the boy is indeed a dream daughter-in-law. Ten million last night, Eeh this morning another thirty million transfers. How many more tomorrow try, don't you choose me wrong, Dad?? Let's imagine, mother, think,, 'Sama we're not stingy let alone the same Tiara would-be wife. Tiara will be queen ma'am, never less money. Tiara will prosper her life." said Mr. Herman proud to feel that Bobi did not disappoint her.

Madam Mila who still does not like the attitude of Bobi just silence just did not respond.

"Let's go change his clothes" said Mr. Herman.

"Mom can't come. I have an appointment to help Ms. Yati make a cake for her study later tonight." refused Ms. Mira.

"It's just help, it can be canceled" said Mr. Herman.

"Mom's been paid by me." said Mila.

"Reverse the money. This is using my money to make a turnaround. This mother already has a rich prospective daughter-in-law so do not have to act poor and need the money of the neighbor" said Mr. Herman.

"Now, give me the money. Already the father is more so that the neighbors do not underestimate us" said Mr. Herman boasted.

Ms Mila could not refuse anymore and went to her neighbor's house to return the money and apologized for not being able to help. Although disappointed, even Yati could not force.

"Ara,, Mom went first with me. If Ara is hungry, then there is food at the table. Ara eat first if hungry and do not have to wait for mom and dad to come home, son." said Mila's mother softly at the door of Tiara's room.

Tiara still did not answer but she was already lying on her small bed. Still lamenting for himself.

"Have mom?? Let's leave. My dream bike is hunted in buying people later. Bobi knows best what Dad wants." Mr. Herman's voice rang out in Tiara's ear.

A lump of anger dyed his heart especially because Mr. Herman continued to praise muji Bobi.

"Just because dad's money sold me to that jerk. Even when I came back, my father didn't care about me. Well, Dad, you don't care about me, so I don't care about you anymore. After all Ara's been destroyed by dad, no one can accept Ara anymore, dirty Ara. Ara hina's. Ara was no longer a girl, "tiara cried loudly as the sound of Herman's old motorbike moved further away from the house.

"Ara hancuuurrrr,,,," Tiara blew away everything on her dresser.

Prazzle,,,

Everything falls apart.

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