The Soulmate of Dad

66. Lambee

The two human children were happy upstairs. The two adults were having a serious conversation in the living room.

"Will the trauma get worse?" arya asked seriously.

"He's just in shock, Om. It won't affect the trauma" Radit said.

A sigh of relief came out from Arya's mouth. He often talks to Radit about Beeya. What Radit said was almost the same as the psychiatrist who handled his daughter. Fortunately Radit was always willing to listen to Arya's complaints about Beeya.

"Trauma's gonna heal him for a long time. It takes process and time-consuming. Om still remembers 'how Radit had to heal the wounds suffered by Echa first."

Arya nodded, she still remembered how stubborn Echa was and thought Radit was like a nemau. However, it turns out that the assumption changed and made them united until now.

There is one thing that has stuck in Arya's heart ever since she set foot in Jakarta. There were many birds that he and his wife heard. The handshake had greatly wounded his heart.

"Dit, what do people say about Beeya will affect her trauma?"

Radit stared in confusion towards Arya. His eyes needed another explanation.

"The neighbors around here think Beeya is crazy" Arya explained in a soft tone.

Radit just smiled and gently rubbed Arya's shoulder.

"Usually, the psychiatrist will explain what is crazy and what is a disturbed psychic. So, Om don't worry," he explained. "I'm sure Beeya already understands that."

Arya's sad face is still clearly visible. Radit felt unbearable. He began to explain something most basic to Beeya's father.

"Even healthy people who often go to psychiatrists because they feel their hearts are not calm or there is a laziness that he can not express eventually block and become a disease in his soul." There was a lot Radit said to Arya. Not just to entertain, but that's the theory.

Radit's explanation had to stop when Beby brought Radit and her husband two cups of coffee and did not forget he said thank you.

"Iyan is on top" Beby told Radit.

"Let's go, brother. I was also once young, once rich now."

Beby agreed with what Radit said. As a parent, he also cannot be a parent who is a conservative, most importantly his son knows the limits.

"Tomorrow lunch together?" ask Arya.

"Tomorrow my schedule, Om. Lots of meetings" he answered.

"If Echa?" ask Beby.

"Tomorrow he must go to Bogor, his assistant called me earlier."

A rough sigh came out of Arya's mouth as well Beby.

"When we want to eat with you" said Beby.

Radit looked towards his watch. A smile was etched beautifully on his face.

"Eat at my house," Radit asked. Beby and Arya looked at each other.

Radit's three children feel lonely because both parents are busy with work. He always comes home at night. In order to reduce their boredom, many of the requests they asked Radit and Radit would gladly grant them.

Often they ask for fires at home. Only three or four of them were with Yansen burning in the side yard while listening to music. However, staying in real cctv surveillance is also cctv running.

Radit continues to persuade both Beeya's parents and they finally want to. Radit chose to go home first because he had to pick up his beloved wife.

Just as Radit was about to open the car door, a mother's voice called out to him. Radit is confused. However, he still approached a mother who waved at Radit. Apparently, the mother knew him.

"Why the Beeya? It's time to rummage again, yeah."

Radit's forehead shriveled and both eyebrows swooped sharply. It turns out Arya is neighbors with super kepo humans. Fortunately, his father-in-law chose to sell his house not far from Arya's house. If, not moved it will certainly make the material gossip of mothers throughout the complex.

"I'm sorry, Mom. Beeya that's not crazy" Radit said in polite language.

"Alah, the pesikis are disturbed just as he is crazy. Both got mental and that's the doctor's special about dealing with crazy people," cerocos mom pretentious.

Radit's eyes did not blink hearing the words of the mother who did not know anything, but felt most right alone.

"That there's his son's motorcycle the owner of the famous bakery. Just want to know Macarin the Beeya guy. Rich there are no other girls," grunts fat mom. "Is he equally insane."

The mother's final words made Radit unable to remain silent.

"Enough, Mom. Do not always insult others. Let alone slandering others," Radit asserted.

"Who is slandering? The real person."

Radit sighed in annoyance and he stared intently at the mother.

"Cowok that mother meant was my sister-in-law." The mother's eyes were almost out of place.

"I'm the husband of his sister Beeya's boyfriend, my name is Raditya Addhitama." My mouth was in disbelief.

"Do you know who Addhitama is?" radit asked with a stern look. "I am the youngest of her children."

It looks like my mother's body is shaking. Who does not know the figure of Addhitama and it turns out the husband of the mother was working in one of the subsidiary companies ADT corp.

"One more thing you should know, the second brother-in-law of the guy you thought was crazy was the first successor of Wiguna Group. Do you know how cruel the family of Wiguna is?" sergeant Raditya.

"What would happen if the Addhitama family joined the Wiguna family? With the ease of mother's mouth we can pull, even mother's life can we eliminate without a trace."

The mother ran away and heard Radit's words. The man just shook his head.

"The lamb of God's masha is great."

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Atuh