The Love Story of Single Parents

Chapter 73. Brushing Prejudice

Chapter 73. Brushing Prejudice

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"This world is a Playground, the story is easy to change!"

(Taken from the lyrics of Sheila on 7)

"You!" Dhira jumped in shock, surely the man eavesdropped.

"I just want to say, if he comes home wait for me first. I'll take you later. I'm going to the Hospital Bentar.

Dhira nodded, almost sticking his eel on the man's lips.

Arya thought, it looks like the woman just made a call with the person closest to her. For a moment he felt bad.

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Days have changed, I cannot avoid....

(Sheilla on 7 ~ my day with her)

"Dhir, I think you worry too often about things that should not be necessary!" Shinta is now sitting next to Dhira, Isun's kitchen is still quiet this morning, besides in front there is Sekar who is standby, so that Dhira can take advantage of the goods for a moment.

"What do I do to Shin ?" Dhira is completely lost for ideas, the stock thinks it's almost eroded.

Yes, Dhira has told about his closeness to Abhimanyu, not thinking if Sinta remains as Team Abhimanyu.

"Gini ya Dhir, I support Mr. Abhimanyu not because he is a doank. As an adult man he looks very serious lo same you, want to accept you as it was from the beginning."

"Yes even though Arya is handsome too!" Shinta cupped her own face, imagining Arya's face.

"CK, who the hell are you supporting!" Dhira was upset with her best friend.

Shinta chuckled, "Ok now we pull the issue!"

"The first is your child, the second is your mother!"

"The only way to solve problems is to face them, not avoid them!" Dhira is still concerned to hear Shinta who speaks like an accomplished orator this morning.

"Lu try it, by the way Raka heart to heart. The key is in you actually Dhira."

"Your son is a typical understanding person, I'm sure he inherited that line from you!"

"If you knew Shin , what it's like to hate your own mother. I don't want to if without mom's blessing, I don't want to like it first. But..." Dhira covered his face, he was crying.

Shinta rubbed his best friend's back, he also dissolved in sadness.

"Dhir, mending you frankly with Mr. Abhimanyu if this is the case, where maybe I tell you to fight your mother. I'll have quality later too!" Instead of providing a solution, Shinta was desperate.

When they were busy wailing....

"Oh, someone's looking!" Just say from the doorway connecting in front of them.

"Who?" ask Dhira.

"The name is Mr. Abhimanyu!"

"Mampus you, just let's talk. It's just the guy!" shinta Sahut.

With quick steps Dhira went towards the front room, where tables and chairs were arranged. Abhimanyu Seen standing in casual clothes. Favorite beige jeans, shirt left open with a black shirt attached to his body, navy sneaker shoes that look expensive.

"Mas!" Dhira is not comfortable if Abhimanyu comes there, it is the first time Abhimanyu came back to Kitchen Isun, after his battle with Gwen some time ago.

"I'll borrow Dhira for a second!" abhimanyu said to Shinta who was still silent, Abhimanyu immediately dragged Dhira's hand to his car.

Dhira seems confused, what is Abhimanyu to take him away this morning." Shin, I'll drop it!" Dhira somewhat shouted as she had already entered in the front seat.

Shinta just nodded, putting on her worried face." Duh, why run like this anyway?" Shinta was worried, she was afraid that Abhimanyu would know something new from others, considering that Dhira had not told the man the truth.

In the car Abhimanyu is still in silent mode, instantly Dhira goosebumps. There was an aura of anger from Abhimanyu's face. For more than a week they did not meet.

"Mas don't speed!" Dhira felt that Abhimanyu stepped on the gas pedal too tight.

"Mas!" Dhira began to fear, Abhimanyu still silent did not say anything for a moment.

Abhimanyu continued to drive his car at high speed, apparently he headed to his apartment. As fast as lightning, he opened the door of his car. A moment later he grabbed Dhira's hand and headed straight for his apartment unit.

Dhira felt afraid, what was the man beside her willing to do. Shut up and say nothing. Dhira began to think negatively.

Seen Abhimanyu presses the pass code to open the door of his apartment, he pulls Dhira inside, then...

Abhimanyu patted Dhira's body against the wall of the parlour, kissing Dhira in haste. Dhira who got the treatment rounded his eyes, Abhimanyu look Melu*mat lips Dhira with no pause, long and passionate, even Dhira has started breathing difficulties.

"Why are you?" Dhira spoke while regulating his breathing.

Abhimanyu looked down at Dhira's face, "i miss you Dhir. I've almost two weeks you like to say, rarely bales messages, the reason to send ibuk continues, I can't afford to like gini and hold Dhir. We're quite cat-kissan!" Abhimanyu appeared to be blowing a lump of distress in his chest.

Dhira tears just slide, he is also sad he is also so missed with a touch of Abhimanyu. But he has to how.

"I miss bang..."

"Mas, I think we're quite here!" dhira said with a trembling voice, he did not want to hurt Abhimanyu any further. Let the man hate him for thinking he is selfish, it is better than for Abhimanyu to be sad for giving himself up. Let Abhimanyu hate him.

Abhimanyu looked at Dhira confusedly, "what do you mean?"

"Seriously, I can't be with you anymore!"

"You're angry because I cuddled you all the way?, ok I'm sorry, I'm holding back all this miss Dhir, I'm holding it."

Dhira's tears were increasingly pouring with swift, he bit his own lips to reduce tightness.

"If you need more time for Raka Ok, I'll wait, but you don't talk like that anymore. I don't like it!" Abhimanyu looked at Dhira with a grim look.

"I talked to my mom about us!" said Dhira who just finished wiping her tears.

"Continue?" Abhimanyu stared at Dhira up close, his breathing could even be inhaled.

"Have no blessing!" dhira said shaking.

Abhimanyu widened his eyes, all this time Bu Kartika fine fine with himself, never also he saw the dislike gelagat from the friendly face of Bu Kartika.

"I'm busy saying, if she's afraid I'm on the stamp of a mas man's husband. And the fact that I was present when you were with Gwen is still no verdict"

Abhimanyu stared in disbelief, even officially divorced Gwen's name was still a problem for him.

It was a bit unrealistic indeed, because Dhira was still unwilling to reveal any other reason for it. Aryan.

"I want to talk to your mom, I don't care. We have to marry Dhir, I love you, I love you. If necessary, we'll get out of here!" abhimanyu's head already felt like it was about to break.

"Mas!" Dhira shook his head as his eyes poured out the water of sorrow.

"I can't Dhir, I can't keep this up?" Abhimanyu even shed tears, tears so rare.

"Mas!" Dhira hugged Abhimanyu body, sorry I mas, maybe after this I can no longer hug you.

Abhimanyu closed his eyes, his soul and body both tired.

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A week passed, after meeting Abhimanyu the other day Dhira was now relieved to have revealed his reason for not continuing his relationship. It could be some kind of hiatus.

He doesn't know what to do after this. He intends not to choose anyone. It is a kind of ogah - ogahan to think, it is enough mumet with Kitchen Isun.

Ms. Kartika is back sick, Bastian said her mother has been daydreaming a lot lately. If asked, I rarely answer.

Healthy sometimes does not always come from drugs, but it can also be because of a happy mind. And for now, it is clear that Bu Kartika is at war with his own mind.

Dhira remained adamant not to want to be close to anyone including Arya, and from there Bu Kartika felt that Dhira did not change. Bu Kartika tasted his son was still the same as the old Dhira, apparently Indra events did not change him.

He also felt bad for Ms. Hana, the kind woman he had known for a long time.

Actually, it is not wrong if Bu Kartika wants Dhira to return home, it's just that sometimes we forget that happiness is ourselves who determine.

Bu Kartika's view of Abhimanyu is more inferior and do not want to take risks after their divorce, she is also a woman who has eaten salt acid in this world. She knew a female model like Gwen, who wouldn't stay silent to get revenge. And he didn't want his daughter to be targeted. Had enough.

And when he saw Arya, he felt that God was sending the right prospective ghost to him. Also good besan like Miss Hana.

He was hospitalized because his blood pressure rose, Bastian this morning asked permission from Bang Togar because his mother was being treated.

"Don't worry about the bus! (don't tell your sister bus!"

The attitude of Bu Kartika at this time, just when Dhira desperate to marry Indra first. Too tight in thinking, making the woman must undergo treatment because of hypertension.

But Bastian still did not obey his mother's orders, of course he informed his brother. A while later, Dhira with an anxious face was already present there.

"Oh, why don't you get Dhira from yesterday?" Dhira approached the bed his mother used to lie down.

Miss Kartika was silent, she did not answer Dhira. His heart ached, since the baby he took care of Dhira wholeheartedly, but as an adult none of his desires could be realized by it. He even resigned, if to death later his son was still a dissident for him. Whatever, as he thought.

As can read his mother's mind, Dhira grasped his mother's hand" If mother pingin Dhira near the same mas Arya good buk will try Dhira, as long as the mother is not diemin Dhira kayak gini. Dhira loves momuk, all for mom?" Dhira cried, let his life be what it was , at least his paradise was riddo to him.

At least, in Bu Kartika's heart there was no longer any sign of opposition for her. He did not want, if his mother had gone to face the khalik but he still had not had time to relieve his mother's heart.

Kartika was crying too. He just wanted to prove his daughter would be happy by following his advice.

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