The Tears of Alena
11. Debates
Dirga looked at the woman with a gaze that was difficult to explain. His feet stepped closer to the middle-aged woman.
"What do you want to do?" Ask a girl with a stifled voice.
He stared fearfully at the middle-aged woman.
"So we go home yuk. I don't want to be here." The girl pulled the jacket worn by Dirga.
"Gue wants to teach those mothers a lesson. How dare he talk like that to you."
"But, sister.he's my mother," he said.
Dirga was surprised to hear Alena's words he raised Alena's face to look for lies through his eyes. However, the man did not find any trace of the lie behind those silent eyes. Dirga still did not expect to face Alena's mother directly in this place.
A shadow of a teary Alena was present on her head. The shadow of the fragile girl recounted the hard life she had been living all along.
At that time Satya again tried to persuade Alena to be invited home and meet her mother. But, again the girl refused to even go berserk. In that raging state Alena told everything without exception, exactly what she told her superiors first.
At this time Dirga stared at the woman in front of him no matter who he was he would never be able to accept if there was anyone who lowered the self-esteem of others.
"It's done the whispers" he said annoyed.
"Care what mom is with Alena? After all, everything Alena did was worth nothing in my eyes."
"Alena you must not embarrass the family with unclear wandering with this man whose origins are unclear." He shouted while pointing at Dirga.
"A man like that doesn't deserve to be with the Wijaya family, a scum man!"
"Mother!!" Alena shouted loudly no matter the people who had swarmed her.
"Mom could have insulted Alena, berated Alena. Even if I want Alena to sincerely give up this meaningless life to you, let you be happy because the person you say this jal*ng already m*ti. But, you need to know that Alena is very, very unacceptable if you make fun of Dirga's sister who has nothing to do with it at all. Enough Pak Yoga that you make fun of no one else as good as him should bear the shame of the accusation."
Dirga embraces the fragile body of Alena Amira's mother further sharpen her eyes. Alena did not refuse to even tighten her embrace, she cried sobbing.
"I'm sorry I got you in trouble" Alena said in her tears.
"You don't have to think it's okay."
Instead of being calm, Alena was crying.
Dirga hardened his jaw when he heard the cry of the woman in his arms. I don't know why his heart hurts when he sees her crying like this.
He closed his eyes for a moment to reduce the turmoil in his heart and turned his gaze towards the middle-aged woman.
"I'm sorry, everyone, it's not like I'm meddling with you. But, you have made a fuss in this place, it is better to be resolved in a familial manner so as not to cause misunderstandings," said a man.
The man felt that their quarrel had no end until he took the initiative to run it.
"No need sir, I'm fed up in this place with people who don't respect others even more with their own children" said Dirga sarcas.
"Hey what do you mean?" yelled Amira's mother.
"You must know what I mean without me explaining what that means. I'll excuse you, excuse me sir sorry for making a mess." Dirga passed by embracing Alena.
"Hey, don't run! Arghhhh s."
Amira's mother screamed and cursed to channel her frustration.
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