The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 15. Heroic Action
Chapters 15. Heroic Action
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"Capek!, full of internal outer wounds.
The world is not perfect, heaven knows it".
With a head that felt a little heavy due to drinking too much, Abhimanyu entered the Aryasatya family mansion.
It was silent, brightly it was past midnight, even almost early in the morning.
He could not refuse the invitation of Wisang and Danan, really his two friends always managed to pull him into the frenetic flow of the Pub.
But he can still escape the entanglement of local pandas who are vying to embrace his body.
He can still maintain the natural limits of his life, it is a biological need but can still be pending for tonight. Her thought.
"You just got home from Bim" said Mrs Regina who had just come from the kitchen to get a drink.
"Yes Oma" he replied as he sat himself on the living room sofa.
Regini then looked at the big clock in the corner of the room.
01.19
An unusual time for his grandson to come home from an event, considering that tomorrow Abhimanyu still has to go to the office.
"Is it because of Gwen again?" ms. regina couldn't help but ask.
Abhimanyu just shook his head, "no I just spent time with Wisang and Danan"
"We haven't seen each other in a long time" he said, igniting a cigarette.
Trying to be calm.
Lady Regina watched her grandson closely, she felt that he was carrying a burden.
"Oma's sorry, this is all because of Oma's fault" the old woman looked sad to see the fate of her granddaughter's misery.
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Lady Regina
He often sees his grandson daydreaming and sad, Gwen's departure for the last 10 years makes his grandson's life was spoiled.
He did not even know where the woman who was loved by his grandson was.
He felt involved in the matter of his grandson's life.
He also introduced Gwen to Abhimanyu, Gwen is a beautiful woman who works as an artist and model.
The regina mistress who was stunned by the talent and fame that the blonde haired lady had, without a doubt had intended to make her as a daughter-in-law in the Aryasatya family.
Abhimanyu's parents at that time did not feel objection, seeing from the seedlings bebet and their weight felt Gwen deserved to be in the daulat become the daughter-in-law of the Aryasatya family.
The beautiful face, famous and also the matching conditions are certainly an advantage for the Aryasatya family.
But it is unexpected, shortly after they vacation from island B. Gwen who said goodbye to meet with her manager never returned at that time.
Apparently, the reel of treasure does not guarantee someone to be loyal.
If he had not introduced Gwen to Abhimanyu, this might not have happened.
A lot of speculation has arisen, ranging from the issue of an affair with his manager, the kidnapping there is even a suspicion of Gwen leaving Abhimanyu because in fact she does not love the man.
Abhimanyu had loved Gwen, because her kind attitude was also affectionate towards her extended family.
"I'm sorry, Bim" Regina's mistress cried, as if she couldn't endure the sadness of seeing her granddaughter in this state.
"Oma what Oma thought" Abhimanyu instead felt worried about her.
"Marry again to the woman of your choice, son, be happy and soon have children"
"Umur Oma doesn't know how much longer" this time he sobbed.
Abhimanyu was seen hugging the old body," what Oma said, Oma will continue to be healthy" he said, kissing his head and stroking his back.
"Forget Gwen, open your heart to others" the eyes filled with crystal liquid stared fixedly at her grandson, speaking in a trembling voice.
"Oma will approve whoever it is, as long as you're happy, son"
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🎶"This morning you begin your day, with such deep sorrow"
"Let me wipe your tears, I'll always be here with you" 🎶
The opening song in the favorite radio channel of Bu Kartika Chanel is sounding clear in her backyard.
The event titled morning spirit, also around local news reviews that became a regular dish.
Make Andhira activities, a little do not feel lonely.
He was drying the clothes he had just washed, so early he must have finished his homework.
Given today he will go the extra mile to make a lot of cake orders, which will be taken later tonight by his customers.
It looks like Raka is moving to the back bathroom.
"Why are you here?" tanya Bu Kartika who is opening banana leaf leaves, to be made a wrap Mendut cake.
"At pakek om Bas in Uti" he answered briefly, then sauntered into the narrow bathroom.
🎶"And let it be, all that has passed. Don't you regret welcoming the new day"
(Gita Gutawa, step again)
The song on the radio was still playing, as if to be the original soundtrack of his strange life.
"Thir you if you send Raka do not forget to buy a new box"
"It is not enough if for a place" said Bu Kartika while tearing banana leaf leaves that have been partially withered.
"Raka with Bastian Buk, later I will buy it myself" replied Dhira while lifting the empty bucket, where his clothes had just moved to the hanger, and it depends on that aluminum clothesline.
This is Monday, Raka prefers to leave with Bastian who also left early today.
There will be an event to introduce the new head of division infonya, requiring Bastian to leave before the schedule.
Raka will attend a routine flag ceremony on Monday, discipline seems to be printed in the mere son of his puppet.
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5kg Mendut cake, Onde-onde and also Donut became a list of menu work that they will wrestle today.
Mendut cake is a glutinous flour-based food, with a filling of young coconut roasted with sugar and pandan as a scent.
Banana leaves are used as a wrapper, making the snacks more delicious with a sense of local wisdom.
He was very grateful, in the midst of difficulties and problems of life that whack, God still gives himself a fortune.
He began to work on preparing material materials, Mendut and Onde-onde based on the same, only different for stuffing.
Bu Kartika and Andhira seem to collaborate well, they already understand each other's tupoksi. Shrewd and deft, that was a word that clearly described the two of them.
After the Dzuhur prayer, Dhira rushed to find the box where the cake was, before the store closed.
Given that the store near the Krempyeng market will close when the market also ends its activities.
He wore jeans, black jacket flagship also do not forget the helmet that always faithfully protects him from exposure to the sun.
But apes, when he arrived at the subscription box store, the store was apparently closed.
"People are hunting there is a wedding event, so close first" said a merchant who went up in front of the store.
Make Dhira have to spur the vehicle even further, to get the box he needs.
He headed to the cake shop located at the south end of the big bridge, in the big market to be exact.
But when he had just parked his motorcycle and had just taken off the jacket he was wearing, he saw an old woman screaming.
With a man who was running fast, while carrying a sharp weapon and also a brown bag. Definitely a suspect.
"Snap, snap, please snatch" said the old woman yelling, until her voice hoarse.
Dhira, who knew the snatcher was running towards him, was preparing to put his foot on.
Although he himself was afraid because he saw the sharp weapons that the man carried, but because of humanity out of nowhere the courage appeared
And, "grubuuukkk" the voice of the man's body falling into a garbage can, as a result of the fall after tripping over Dhira's legs.
The snatcher stared intently at Dhira, and then got up and grabbed Dhira's arm with the sharp weapon he was carrying.
Make everyone and pedestrians there, set their sights and attention to the worrying event.
"Auuwww" said Dhira who felt his arm hurt because of the sharp weapons.
But the pickpocket's revenge action against Dhira actually made him lose, because dozens of people who were chasing him, now near him, had even surrounded his movement.
Lose your mouth, that's the word that describes the state of the snatcher.
Those passers-by, finally did their part.
Not even a few who gave a raw bogem gift to the man.
Dragged and led the man with the face of the rogue, to the police station. To avoid the rampage of more time.
Dhira then took a bag that he felt it was a branded bag, then cleaned it by wiping and patting the brown bag, hoping that the dust attached to it soon fell.
Heedless of the wound plastered on his white arm.
"Astagfirullah mbak, his arm is bleeding" said a woman who participated in the shooting.
But that very second, an old woman who was the victim of the mugging, came to him.
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Lady Regina
That afternoon he intended to pick up his great-grandson to school together because Abhimanyu and Rania were busy in the office.
Today is the day that Abhimanyu has appointed Rania to oversee the finance department, which is directly related to the Accounting Department in the manufacturing sector.
He stopped in front of a large market, wanting to buy an old man's merchandise. Pity and pity made him tell Good, to pull his car over.
He felt surprised when the bag he was about to open to take money, disappeared in an instant in the snatcher's gondol.
He shouted as loud as possible to ask for help from anyone who passed there, Good who was still in the car because it was forbidden by his employer even to the point of confusion.
Good then opened the car door, but of course the perpetrator had run away, darting away.
But unexpectedly, the heroic actions of a woman who thought she was very beautiful in the dressing of simplicity really make her grateful.
"Good boy, your arm is bleeding" he said as he watched the arm slashed by the sharp object the snatcher had brought.
"Oh, it doesn't hurt much, ma'am. And here's the bag" said the woman handing over the bag.
"Thank you so much, son, if there's no you. This must have been in the gondol maling earlier"
"You've put your life at risk for me"
"This is for you" Madam Regina was seen spending a lot of money, as a thank you for the help that has been given.
"I'm sincere Ma'am, please don't be like this. I'm really sincere" refused the woman raised her hand.
"Mother is an old man, it's appropriate to help" the woman smiled kindly.
"Truely a good woman" inwardly
"Then this is, this is my family business card. I might be able to help you with something else" said Ms. Regina handing over a business card.
"If you need something, you can call this number. I owe you the same, son"
"Thank you so much again"
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Andhira
He felt surprised when the old woman he helped gave a business card, but he hurriedly put the card into the pocket of his jeans.
He refused to be given a reward, because goodness must be sincere.
To make the old woman's heart not offended, she finally received the business card.
Even though he did not need it, he hoped that the old man would not be disappointed in him, at least he did not give a rejection twice.
"Mom, sorry I hunted. I was waiting for someone" said Dhira who felt he had long left his mother alone with a cake that must be processed immediately.
"Thank you very much again son" said the old woman.
"I'm sorry ma'am" she went straight away, looking for the box she needed. The incision that now feels painful is still he tries to ignore.
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