THREE MEN FROM THE VILLAGE

TPDD 15

"Did Mamih assign a special task to you?" Iqbal was flabbergasted by the question Karin was asking. His forehead creased and glimpsed his master's son. It turned out that at the back, Karin was looking at her so that their gazes met.

"What does that mean, Non? What special assignment does that mean?" ask Iqbal.

Karin grunted then turned to show an annoyed face and gave the command, "Udahlah, mending us the way."

"Well, Non." reply Iqbal immediately start the car engine and the car drove away from the campus parking area.

On the way, Iqbal was still thinking about Karin's question. His mind was digesting and trying to figure out for itself the answer to Karin's question.

After a moment of thought, Iqbal remembered the words of Amanda, Karin's mother. Iqbal understood the meaning of Karin's question. But he was also astonished. How could the order of the Madam even be considered a special duty by Karin. Is it not natural if it is done by a mother in order to take care of her child. Why does Karin seem to be having a problem with it? Iqbal never thought if Karin considers the attention of parents is a special task for him.

"Non Karin meant, the special task that the Madam gave her was the task of supervising Non Karin activities and reporting on them, is that it?" tanya Iqbal revealed what was found in his mind.

Karin immediately turned her head and stared back at Iqbal. "Well that knows, it was pura do not know," Karin murmured.

Iqbal. Karin's accusation made him surprised instead of playing. Iqbal immediately denied it. "Non. It wasn't a special assignment times, it would be natural as a form of parental attention."

Seen a sour face and sebal direct Karin show. How could Iqbal have so easily deduced what he had thought.

"It is not a form of attention but it is a form of restraint and distrust of parents to their children. How could it be so good that you said it?" sulcan Karin.

Iqbal was again flabbergasted. "How in disbelief? Gini yes, Non. Just an example of my mother. He often does that to me. Sometimes it's bad to be treated like that. But they are also for our good. For us to take care of ourselves."

Iqbal's fiery words really look more annoying in Karin's eyes. He snorted and immediately turned to look at the streets. His lips were tightly shut with a very rumbling feeling.

Karin's silence left Iqbal stunned for a moment, but he concluded that Karin may have understood after Iqbal had loudly described what Karin thought was wrong.

A second later, as Iqbal refocused on the road with his mind fixed on the woman sitting in the back seat, the woman suddenly sounded in a trembling tone.

"My parents and your parents are different, Bal. Your parents still believe in you and my parents. They don't believe in anything to do with me."

Iqbal. He looked for a moment at Karin. His eyes squinted as he watched Karin like tears. Iqbal is increasingly confused by this situation. To be more calm, Iqbal was looking for a place to stop the car for a moment.

Luckily, Iqbal still remembered the road he had passed according to the instructions Karin directed when leaving campus. And Iqbal also remembers a little what he saw along the way. And this time the car stopped at a park that had been passed.

Since the time is already noon, the park feels hot and quiet visitors. Not the same as this morning.

Iqbal commented on the smile and said, "Let Non Karin calm down for a moment."

After saying the word, Iqbal chose silence. So does Karin. Their minds wander. Many questions Iqbal wanted to ask Karin, but he realized, he was just a driver and he just worked today. So Iqbal had no courage to ask any further.

As Iqbal's heart and mind raced to digest and deduce everything he experienced, Karin said something that left Iqbal flabbergasted.

"I wasn't trusted by my parents at all. So unreliable, my parents always control wherever I go and whatever I do."

Iqbal could only hear without looking. From her voice she knew that Karin was holding back from crying.

"Do I know when that happened?" ask Iqbal slowly.

For a moment Karin sighed and she answered Iqbal's question until the man again gaped.

"Since my two brothers came back from abroad."

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Holy hooch! why am I making this weird story? Yeahh all three will face different conflicts, guess between these three men, who's the luckiest and who's the jerkiest? Follow the story of the three, and do not forget the love of support also dong, let othor more up his spirit? okay, you know what kind of support that is? and don't forget about Monday.

Yesterday who asked for visuals, this is him who I think is suitable for all three. Don't protest, okay?

Jamal

Rizal

Iqbal