The Pain Of Regret

Chapter 8. Secuil story

For the gods, helping is not just a demand because he is a soldier. But it was a must for him as a fellow human being. The charismatic man arrived at his home at four in the afternoon. Just as a sixty-year-old man was busy watering a slightly dry green Aglonema.

" Dad!" call Bara with a haru cupper wrapped in longing.

The man in plaid clothes looked back. His eyes instantly crystallized and the water kingpin in his hand instantly fell down.

" God!" he said he sounded sad and sad.

The man immediately walked and hit the body of his son who had not come home very tightly for a long time. Patting the back of the Bara field with haru flavor.

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Meanwhile, on the other hand, Diandra, who had also arrived in front of her mother's house, seemed to be staring doubtfully at the door. From the outside where he stood, his ears were faintly heard the sound of laughter of a child that made his heart ache.

He repeatedly breathed. Trying to calm himself down before the end...

THE CZECH!

Mama Erika who was fun playing chases with a boy, was immediately stunned to see her only daughter was at the door when she wanted to go outside the house.

" Sister Diandra?" I screamed at a boy who was about seven years old. Making Diandra's eyes suddenly crystallize.

" Mama, Sister Diandra's home!"

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A bowl of meatballs in a clear and savory sauce, with smoke billowing thinly served by mama Erika in front of Diandra after her son took a bath. Looks delicious and appetizing.

" Why don't you call Mama first if you want to go home?" mama Erika asked while pulling up a chair and sitting together with Diandra.

" My friend asked to change the schedule. I'm supposed to be on leave next month. We can't take the same time off because our surgeon is upgrading!" diandra replied as she pulled the bowl to get closer to her face.

Mama Erika looked at her son. " Have you contacted Rando about Joshua?"

Make Diandra immediately undo his activities to sip the clear sauce. " Diandra told Mama, please don't mention the man's name again!" he said he looked upset. Absolutely do not want to discuss the man from his time.

" Di, when will you be?" mama Erika said she was getting moody. Almost made Diandra's appetite evaporate.

" Mama herself asked that Joshua not call me Mama. I'm Nahan Ma, for what? For Joshua to live without the shadow of his parents' faults!"

Yes, Erika's mother who used to know if her child was pregnant without accountability did ask Joshua above the name as her child. Making Diandra now must withstand the sadness every time his son called him sister.

" I'm sorry, Mama. We're not talking about this. Mama just wants you and Joshua to be okay. Sorry Mama again!" mama Erika gave up. He actually accidentally wanted to make the atmosphere become like this.

Diandra finally ate a bowl of meatballs with a mind that was somehow floating where. Hearing the name of Rando alone has made his wounds and sadness as if he returned gaping.

" Did papa ever come here?" diandra asked when she had finished her meal.

Mama Erika looked at her son closely. It was his inability to build a household that made him feel guilty to Diandra.

" Mama's destiny may be to live alone like this Di." replied Erika smiling wryly. " But for Mama the most important thing is you and Joshua. Mama forces you like this so you can get a partner more easily. Imagine if Mom didn't do this? You will also have difficulty continuing your education!"

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" Let's eat a lot of kids. This is your favorite food!" God's mother looks happy because today her son is at home." Sean likes it too, let's eat!"

But instead of directly eating, the God was immediately stunned when he heard the mother again mention the name of his sister who was dead.

The God Father who was aware of it instantly rubbed his son's arm. " Then I want to take you to the garden. Let's eat first!"

God smiled. He shouldn't be moody. He came home for longing. He should no longer show the same sadness. Even though he knows, if the mother still has not received the decree of fate.

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It was raining so hard when Rando came home tonight. The man sat in the back seat of his luxury sedan car observing the streets. Drainage is very bad, only a short rain of puddles immediately created.

He opened his cell phone and saw a message that his mother had asked him to go home. Something must be said like that.

He opened the passcode just before entering the mansion. A servant immediately accepted his suit. Rando headed straight for the living room with a tired face.

When climbing on the floor in the dining room, his sister was already there. Sit facing the mother.

" Are you here?" greet the mother as soon as she saw the appearance of the child.

Rando immediately smiled as he pulled up a chair and sat down in front of the luxurious dining table. In front of him there were already many diverse dishes.

" When will it come?" rando asked his sister. Feeling that a little maturity has eroded their togetherness.

" New Zealand! How's work?" ask Viona.

" good!"

That was the conversation in the Rando family. Stiff and has almost no dynamics. Everything is always formal.

" Feed first!"

They finally ate in silence. It looks very official and monotonous. After that, Papa Rando spoke up. Although Rando looks still busy enjoying dessert.

" Papa wants you to meet Master Demian's son!'' said papa Rando suddenly

Rando had guessed. What we're talking about is this business. It made the man lose his appetite.

" Am I invited to discuss this?" rando asked, the look on his face began to change.

Rando's sister glanced at him. Be aware if her brother's voice sounds faint. He immediately stopped his activities in eating dessert.

" If you marry Mr. Demian's son, it will benefit our company Ran. Think about it carefully!"

So Rando immediately pushed forward his plate that was not empty, and immediately left the dining table without saying a word. Makes Mama Rando look upset.

" Rando is back! Your father hasn't finished talking to Rando!"

He knew from childhood his life was full of rules. But believe me, for whatever is in this world, Rando really does not like if his love affairs are too regulated.